Trapped in Young Boss Love

The True Love

Feeling uncomfortable with the increasingly awkward circumstances, Lia also chose to be quiet.

But Riska's soft voice broke her daydream, she immediately looked at the woman who was now smiling as she let out her tears.

"But I have no regrets about my current situation." Said with a witty.

To Lia's astonishment, Lia dared herself to ask the woman before her at this moment.

"Why is that? You should be sad and hold her accountable." Said Lia with an indomitable rage.

"Any stuff woman? Can be used and thrown away. You have the right to have a husband over your child in the womb. Why are you staying here." Connect Lia.

His mind floated up, imagining what would happen to Riska and her son. When that irresponsible guy just left.

But all of Lia's thoughts and comments, which she had just made, were immediately avenged by the smile and also the calm voice of the female owner with wavy hair in front of Lia.

"Because I love her." Sincerely speaking.

The gaze of the two met, unable to hold back her morning tears, Lia also cried as much as she could.

He was able to feel what Riska was feeling right now. It was very sad, but it was quiet. He wanted to tell a story, but there was no one to share it with.

Both of her parents died, she became pregnant with an irresponsible man, and she had to put in a lot of effort to keep this orphanage alive to the children who were here.

"Hhh.. If it's like that, what can I say?" Lia said with a smile while standing up and hugging Riska's body, which turned out to be thinner than her.

"Hiks.. Hix.. Hicks.." Both of them dissolve in crying, unbeknownst to anyone even children who do not know anything.

The chuckling sounds of their laughter and shouts were mutual, hiding the cries of the middle two people were dim in silence.

Taking off her embrace, Lia wiped the tears on Riska's face. The two looked at each other and smiled again.

If people didn't know what was really going on, maybe they would have thought that Lia and Riska were fools.

But in fact, tears that come out in times of sadness and added with a hug from someone, can reduce fatigue and also human heartache of something.

Compared to people who prefer silence and try to hold back their tears, it can make depression, lose confidence and end up with things that can hurt themselves.

"Thank you for telling my story, even if it's just for a moment, I'm really grateful." Say Riska softly.

"Ah, not a troublesome thing for me. It is natural for us human beings. Tell me social creatures, of course we need one another." Lia said with Riska's smile back.

'This woman is so happy to smile when she is so hurt. Unlike me who can only cry, even though my burden is not as heavy as him.' Inner Lia was amazed at the personality possessed by Riska.

"That should be thanking me. I was very helped by this document. I can find out who I am." Connect Lia.

"Together, I can only help as much as I can." Said Riska.

"It's a little for this parlour. Maybe not much, but at least for the purposes of bathing and eating children and the needs of toys and clothes, I hope to help you." Lia said by thrusting a brown envelope that looks bulging.

"Ah. Did ya? Mercifully. Thank you very much, yes. I'm really helped thanks to you." Say Riska by taking the envelope, making sure the contents are true money.

Riska is not a person who is greedy for money, but because he was once deceived by some people, he found the contents of such an envelope does not contain money. Except for the paper money, it made him angry and disappointed.

But it seems that this does not reduce the taste of Lia's advertising with what he has given.

"Shouted a lot. It's a lot. If you need anything, just come here. Otherwise, this is my number." Riska said by offering her business card.

"Yes. I will save. I'm more worried about you. How will you give birth? If there's anything, hu ungi me too yes." Lia said by giving her mobile number to Riska.

"Then, excuse me. Thank you so much for your help." Said Lia by opening the stand and opening the door.

" ah. It went quickly. Well then, I'm expecting your return. Let me take you." Said Riska by accompanying the departure of Lia who seemed less smooth.

The crowd of children began to fill the streets. Making it difficult for Lia to move her legs, let alone leave the parlour.

"Auntie.. Auntie, how about to go home? That's fast. Play first yuk, tan." Said the boy who stood at the front.

"Bring me, aunt."

"Just like me, aunt. They are lazy. I'm smart mohit."

Looking at it all, Lia could only smile and let the children hug her and tell her.

"Kids.." Say Riska softly.

"Sorry yes, ma'am. These kids, just be ashamed!!" Continue with the snarling tone that he forced.

"It's been.. It's been.. Its alright. So, what are you guys doing??" Lia said by taking the children back to play, and playing together with Lia who just followed them.

It seems, his desire to leave was immediately undo. Not having a brother and also a mother figure, making Lia really want to play along with the children.

Laughing and whiny sounds, as well as the occasional whiny cry from the children, further add to the crowded atmosphere of the moment.

'So gini, yeah. It feels like playing with my sister. Very pleasant.' Bantin Lia who is busy playing jumping rope with girls.

As for the boys, playing with the other boys. Simple, but comfortable. According to Lia.

Again, in reality it's not like that. Often they hold hunger, because there are no donors who help them, just to give them a little satiety, on their tiny stomachs.

So that many diseases that come, not least such as hunger piles, dengue fever, muntaber, cough colds, and the most frequent is hunger.

That thought is now floating in Riska's head at this time, when he saw children born without the affection of both parents.

Don't know how his family, his grandparents look. Uncle and all. They don't have all of that.

That is what makes Riska survive until now. If he wants to continue his ego and pursue that false love, then he has forsaken the real love.

The children of this home and also, the children in its womb. While stroking her stomach gently, Riska looked at the happy children, as well as the woman whose full name was Adelia Anggraini.

His smile floated on his face, with an afternoon breeze hitting his hair. He made her slip her finger to put the strands of blonde hair between her ears.

Seriate..