
Sakilla kept looking over and over. He was so proud to see everything still the same. Tucked into a sense of happiness and pride to see all the arrangement in this house is still the same.
"It turns out you still can't eat me yes" said Sakilla suddenly
"Huh? context?" confused Bram who was shoved so
"Yes ..this is our first home after marriage. The house that you love to me and I freely take care of all the contents in this house and it turns out .. until now the furniture that is here is still the same. Even the layout has not changed at all" Sakilla continued, not knowing himself.
"Mahaha ..." Bram grunting. "Do you think it's that important in my life?"
This time it was Sakilla's turn to stare confusedly at Bram.
"Ma— means?" said stammering.
"Even if I don't change this means I still feel the same about you? No Sakilla.... I am just too lazy to take care of all this and it is so complicated that I have to change everything just because of you? I am not a child who does not forget easily just because of memories like this. I was too busy doing things like this. But .. yes if you feel that way. Looks like I'll change everything."
Bram muttered as he looked at the entire house.
"Or ... Maybe I'll move? too lazy to run this house. You become arrogant and power-mad. You have no right to comment here."
Sakilla was silent, silent and embarrassed.
"Actually I am lazy to meet you with my son—
Bram chuckles. His legs were already he propped up to the other leg and he stared lazily at Sakilla.
The face of Sakilla. No more pounding feelings like Bram used to feel. I don't know where it all went. But what matters is that Bram really hates this woman in front of him.
"Sorry to say .. Am I not the one who should say that? you are evil as your own son? me? diabolical? If I am evil, I will not take care of Rama from childhood. I'll throw him out. But no. . I've learned a lot. Learn to be a good father and mother to Rama."
"..."
"Many things I've done until my son grows up to be a good and proud person. Then you? you have no role in taking care of my son. So I have every right to keep you both away."
"But ... mother-to-child relationship no one can oppose" continued Sakilla who still does not know herself
"Yes .. but back again. What kind of mother?" exclaim Bram then rise. "A mother who always takes care of her child lovingly or a mother who neglects to even throw away her child for her ego?"
Bram got up and his footsteps stopped and he stopped right in front of Sakilla.
"One .. I invited you here not to comment on my life. You're just a guest because my son is talking to you. You're just a stranger in this house. So, don't get around to knowing and commanding me like that. Because I'm just gonna hate you more!"
Bram sizzled and went to the second floor. To call Rama.