
Sweat sweat was visible on Divine forehead with eyes closed. Next to him lay a child about 7 years old hugging him. Divine awakens at the sight of a wall clock showing at 3am.
Days have passed, now everything has changed.
"I think it's just a dream, but it's a real dream." threw his eyes on the not-so-broad bed that was half empty. Staring closely at the figure of the child who was next to him, Gio who grew up quickly was now the only man who accompanied Divine to sleep in his bed.
The sweet story is now only in memories. Divine tears flowed leading her back to sleep in grief.
The cold snap pierced to the bone, Awakening the Divine to immediately begin his work. Until the morning sun broke through the room and woke Gio up. "Ma.." call Gio who just opened his eyes, again not finding his mother beside him.
"Yes, mama's in the kitchen baby." said Divine who was making milk for Gio.
The voice that made Gio's heart feel better than anything. Gio got out of bed walking towards the place his mother called. Upon seeing his mother standing in front of the dining table Gio smiled with his mouth closed. Likewise, Divine gave her warm smile to the child.
Gio passed to the bathroom because he saw his mother who was beautiful and neat made him not want to get close to his mother with an illiterate smell. Gio's eyes stopped when he saw the laundry coming out of the dryer in front of the washing machine. Gio immediately took the hanger and dried some clothes in the container.
Divine who saw what Gio was working on he could only smile already this week Gio always did.
Gio had just come out of the bathroom with a towel covering his vital area. Divine followed him into the room to help Gio put on his clothes.
"Ma, what's the matter here?" gio's protest for Divine followed him. Shame because he felt so good.
Divine was forced out of the room by pulling her lips tight, This child became an adult too quickly. Divine Mumbles in his heart.
Divine sits on a round dining table with 2 chairs. Scrambled egg fried rice overflowing Gio's liking was already available on the table. Gio arrived in long pants and collared shirt. That was Gio's style all along.
"Wah mama's son is the most handsome." exclaimed Divine to see Gio who was now sitting in his chair.
"What a handsome, I feel beautiful." elak Gio was not confident because of his long eyelashes, his red lips his smooth and white skin. Gio's face was flat, pouring water into his glass.
Divine laughed at Gio's words. He knew his son was upset. "Did anyone mock you?" tanya Divine while bringing the plate closer towards Gio.
"No ma, I only have one friend and that friend of mine always says I'm handsome." replied Gio. His hand had already grabbed the spoon to start breakfast. "Look at what? let's have breakfast!" gio's orders to the mother who was looking at him. Gio's resemblance to the father made Divine will not be able to forget him.
Divine smile. Starting breakfast, his mind floated.
I may look selfish, but it's for her own good. Divine remembers everything that happened before it ended here.
"Ma..," Gio called to see his mother eating with a blank look. But Divine did not hear it. Gio touched his mother's hand. Instantly Divine awakened.
"Mama daydream again?" Gio looked at him sharply. I don't like to see my mother often.
The Divine could only grin because it could not dodge. "So what did Gio say?" divine asked as if Gio might have said something but he did not hear it.
"Hmm." Gio just cleared his throat. Lazy to continue what he wanted to say earlier.
Divine also seduced his only child with a sweet face in front of him. Divine hands clenched loosely under his chin with eyes flickering. Begging to Gio.
Gio sighed by closing his eyes for a while instantly opening them again. "Because you're old, you better stop the housework, let Gio do it!" gio is serious. 7 Year old boy.
Divine was about to open her mouth refuting Gio's sentence. But Gio stopped him by raising his index finger between them. "Srstttt..."
"Mama must have said, Gio was a kid. But Gio is 3 years old again Gio will enter high school." seriously Gio. 3 years old is only 10 years old. But because of his intelligence Gio several times managed to jump class.
Divine chuckled again, as Gio bragged that he would soon be entering high school. Some say high school means you're an adult.
"Mama, Gio's serious!" press Gio on the mother who continues to laugh because she feels her son is making a joke.
"Well baby, it's up to you, mama will follow you, with a note mom will keep an eye on all your work, if homework interferes with your grades, mama won't stay silent." divine Threat to his son.
They also spent breakfast. Spend the day at home reading a book.
Divine took a deep breath. Understand his son also needs to see the outside world. 5 years they have lived in hiding. "Where is Gio going?" divine asked Gio who was lying down with his mother's legs.
"Where are you going?" gio asked back, while closing the book he was reading.
Divine speechless. In his mind he remembered a large house where when Gio ran around he showed his neck veins because Gio kept running for fear of Gio falling and getting hurt.
"Mama daydreams again, mama remember papa huh?" gio Tuding. Wake up sitting cross-legged in front of Divine.
Divine gasped at Gio's words. Not answering Gio's accusations. Wake up with the excuse of lifting the clothesline by saying it already wants rain. Even though the weather is very bright.
Gio who did not understand what was happening with his family to the point of making them hide could only guess. Every series about his mother seemed to answer all his questions even though he could not be sure what he thought was right.
Gio got up from his seat, his height which was now 135cm made it difficult to reach the bookshelves in the simple house they occupied. He only needed a chair to reach the highest place. This is Gio's source of intelligence. The various books he read seemed to be absorbed easily.
Every Gio achieving Divine success always gave a gift of a new book. Books and books.
"Ma." call Gio when he doesn't find the book he once read after searching the entire shelf.
"Yes Gio, so willing to take care of the household, intermittently still called mama." sneered Divinely at his son as he returned to their living room which he could have guessed, Gio will definitely ask you something with a question word where.
"Where is The Practice of Management Ma?" Gio asked the point. Makes the mother smile because her guess is right. Gio pursed his lips to see his mother smile.
"What does your smile mean, try your mama dictate as usual, Gio will find it." added Gio, reading her expression was mocking her because it was always hard to find something even when Divine was directing it clearly.
Divine smiled again and moved from her place to open a box in the form of a seat.
"Here, this old book?" Divine thrust out a shabby book in her hand.
"Don't underestimate Gio, do you know there are no studies that show how to see a woman and a man differently?" obviously Gio didn't like Divine to keep mocking him this afternoon.
"Dear, baby, and again this mama's son is a man, let's clean up the warehouse and make it your room." invite Divine. Given that his son was it was time not to sleep with him anymore.
"If it's hard Ma, Gio is afraid that it will suddenly turn off the lights." Gio was honest with the old book that had already moved into his hands.
How could I forget, everything about Gio reminds me of him? divine Mumbles in his heart.
Divine ran into the room leaving Gio. Remembering a night when her husband approached her due to the sudden power outage.
Somewhere else.
Because he was sitting on the sofa holding his head with his right hand in the room where it used to be the Divine room. A long-haired, yellow-blonde woman approached him. Willing to hold Gara's shoulder but Gara quickly shifted so that the woman did not have time to touch Gara.
"What?" ketus Gara's. With a face of hatred for the woman in front of him.
"You need me, without me you can't do anything." the arrogant woman in front of Gara then sat down next to him.
"Just enjoy your position." For standing left women in clothes that could tempt a striped-nose man.
The woman simply raised her eyebrows with her hands folded in front of her chest looking at Gara missing behind the door.
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