When you kissed me

22. You Evil!

Arriving at home, Moli is already in the field of papa and his mother. The two of them initially sat on the porch seat of the house, but then immediately stood up when Moli's car had entered the courtyard of the house.

After closing the door, Mona immediately scowled. His face looks terrible. It looks like it's ready to eat its prey. That's how.

“Where are you! Go no goodbye, you have no manners!” hardik papa's. Moli just rolled her eyes, trying to ignore her papa's words.

“Hei! Papa is the same as you, answer!”

“Pa! It could be, every Moli go home, do not need to be interrogated, Moli is not a criminal!”

“Shut up!” snapped papa. Moli immediately tiptoed in surprise.

“Papa never taught you to fight parents.”

“Emang papa ever taught what is the same Moli? I never thought..”.

Plaque!

One loud slap floated right on Moli's right cheek. Mareta who was watching could only keep her mouth shut with her hands.

“This is always papa kasih for Moli. Hardness and rules full of restraints.”

Moli cried, running through the middle of Gibran and Mareta standing side by side.

“You are evil!” moli shouted without turning her head and still continued to run towards the room.

“Papa!” call Mareta loud. “Can't do it anyway, don't use slap everything.. he's your son.” He pointed towards the stairs where Moli was still running fast.

Moli is invisible.

“That's what Moli.” deserves Gibran showed no guilt at all. He just looks relaxed without thinking about how the pain is in Moli.

“Why the hell, my life gini so much!” moaning Moli while crying, frowning in the middle of the bed hugging her knees.

“Gue how to do?” still sobbing.

Suddenly Moli sat down. Hollow then rubbed rough his tears that were still flowing. Moli quickly got off the bed, stepped towards the door, opened it and walked out without closing. Moli came down the stairs quickly. Down there was no longer visible to his mother and father. Must have gone into the room.

After reaching the bottom, Moli immediately turned to the right. Exactly the room of his parents. Without waiting for a long time, only about fifteen steps away, Moli was already standing right in front of their room door.

Moli's right hand had been raised, about to knock but suddenly did not. Only his two eyebrows were wrinkled.

“You until when did you force Moli to accept Anton?”

“Of course until Moli is ready. Anyway.. sooner or later, Moli would love Anton.”

“That according to papa.. but papa should know, Moli was very loving her lover.”.

“Which love? Uh! That rancid boy yes..”

“Of course Yoga. Who else.”

“Halah! What he can love for Moli. And remember! He comes from a broken family.I don't want to until Moli is with the boy again.”.

Her tears filled her eyes again. His body suddenly felt limp and wanted to collapse, but Moli held on, she wanted to listen more to what papa and mama would talk about next.

“But Moli likes it, we can't force her feelings.”

“So you'd rather Moli be with the boy than be with Anton?”

“It is not so.. only, for a long time I did not have the heart to see Moli continued on the bridle.”

“What is Moli?” it seems Gibran does not care about Moli's feelings at all.

“Of course we are! Who else is it? Especially you yes..”

“Halah! It doesn't matter.. After all, the boy has disappeared right? I have threatened him, surely the boy did not dare to meet Moli.The proof until now, there is no sign of Moli meeting with the boy right.”.

Finally, Mareta just sighed. Talking to your husband is a waste of energy. In addition to his arrogant nature, Gibran is a person who does not want to give up. Some fought back, Gibran fought back.

After the talk of two people in there, Moli's face immediately reddened, her chest hurt, her body felt hot. Because he could not stand it anymore, Moli also chose to go back to the room. Not back to curl up crying, but Moli just took the keys to her car, snatched the jacket on the hanger and went down again and left the house without saying goodbye.

His phone and wallet were seen lying on the table. That must have been Moli forgot to take him. It doesn't matter! It feels like it hurts.

Moli's car is already traveling at high speed. Drove through the afternoon breeze no longer caring what might happen. Moli is still crying. He still did not expect his father to do that. It's about feelings, they should understand. Only by frills, all for good, they always force the will.

Suddenly it rained. The sound of lightning out there has been heard charging into the eardrum. Moli still doesn't care, even the car is getting faster.

Tinyt!!!

The sound of the car wheel was heard. Moli's car hit the footing. Nothing happened. Moli was not hurt at all. The streets are so quiet, so no one's seen them. While on the muzzle of his car, there was black smoke coming out of it. His car went on strike.

After hitting the steering wheel several times while shouting, Moli finally got out of the car. For a moment his body was immediately flushed by rain water until it was soaked. Moli immediately ran down the sidewalk, while his car he left just like that while the engine was still on. He does not care, even if it is lost, bodo very!

Moli kept walking. His entire body was already shivering with coldness, even his two hands had already clenched both shoulders. The sound of his clashing teeth can also be in rasakasan.

So far, Moli has walked 1 kilo. Moli is still lucky. While walking down the street, Moli did not meet anyone at all, there were only a few cars passing by but they did not seem to care. That is what Moli expected. Alone without anyone bothering.

Krekett....

Bugh!

Moli fell down in front of people's yard. The gate with a height of only one meter was opened because of the push from Moli's body.

Moli was unconscious. He was lying just on the ground in a half-sloped position and both hands widened. While from above the sky, rainwater still falls heavily. Maybe this is because his body is too tired, tired of walking in a bad state. Very bad!

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