WIFE TO THE BLIND MASTER
CHAPTER 63 STORIES OF THE PAST
Almost every day, while at the dinner table there is a debate created here. Yesterday Darien and Keyla, and now Son and Luzi. Everything always doesn't get along. I don't know what the problem is with this family.
"Sorry, Son. If Mom's words offend you." Luzi realized that she shouldn't talk to this son. Son can't take it anymore.
Sania looked at the two alternately, from the look of Son's eyes there was a great hatred while from the look of Luzi's eyes there was a great love. Sania remembered what Uncle Leo said at the time.
"Today is the anniversary of the death of Mr. Son's mother, Miss. Her name is the late mistress Angela."
"Mrs Angela is Son's birth mother, Miss. He died when Son was 8."
"Mrs Luzi has no children, Miss."
He was actually still curious about the genealogy of this family. How many wives does Math have? And what makes Son hate Luzi? And Son hates his brothers too. Not once did Luzi ever say that little Son is a submissive child and very close to him. But now why do you seem to hate him?
"Sania, why daydream?" Luzi touched his arm. The girl looked over and shook her head slowly.
"No, Ma." Sania continued eating. He glanced at Math who was busy spooning food into his mouth.
"Dad Math is a good father? If so, why didn't he try to bring Son and Mother Luzi closer together?"
"I want to go to the room!" he said and pushed his plate forward. Making the glass in front of him spill over Keyla's plate. By chance Keyla was sitting in front of him.
"Hey, basic! My pear's wet!" Keyla shouted in annoyance, as she saw the dishes that were still full of delicious food spilled with drinking water. It's all because of the blind Son.
"Sorry, Brother. My husband was not intentional." Sania brought me another plate. But Keyla brushed it off harshly.
"No need! I'm not feeling good!" Keyla stood up and left her chair. Kicking his leg upset that Son had interrupted his meal.
"Don't take heart, Sania. Keyla is pregnant, she is very sensitive" Luzi said, trying to give Sania some understanding.
"Yes, Mom."
As they were walking, Sania suddenly stopped her steps. He breathed for a moment. "We'll be separated soon. Maybe not all day I want to hear the story of your life. I want to know about your past and things I don't know about you. Maybe this seems pushy, you will definitely refuse. But at least give me one gift, for what I've done for you all this time. You still have a heart, right? I just want to hear your story. Otherwise, you can pick two or three questions that I'll ask you later. How's it?"
"Are you a human being or a sound source machine? Why do you talk so long without stopping?" taunted. Son just met this time a woman like her. It's totally unpredictable.
"I asked! Just answer! You should be explained in detail, if I just talk A and B, you will always think negatively of me!" replied Sania boldly.
"What news? I don't have a story! I'm tired, I want to sleep!" the answer. Sania became upset, she was free to talk at length if the edges Son did not want to tell a story. Really wasting time!
"Servant! Take my husband to the room!" tell him to the servant who was standing not far from him. It was free that he spoke at length, trying to persuade her to tell a story, but the man rejected her outright.
"Hey! Went where? Don't go!" Son's screams did not heed his increasingly moving legs away. No matter how hard her husband screams. He was very upset, hoping that he would soon part ways and be free with a human like him.
"Mother, alone?" Luzi was surprised by Sania's arrival, she put down her phone and patted the side next to it for Sania to sit down.
"Yes, Sania. Son is resting in the room?" asked and answered a nod by Sania.
"Mother, may I ask you a question?" The question he once asked but was hindered by Keyla who suddenly visited the house. Sania lost the opportunity to ask.
"By, Sania. What do you want to ask about?"
"About Ibu—" he said paused. Luzi frowned astonished that Sania had not yet answered and continued her words. "His mother Son," he said again making Luzi completely shocked to hear it.
"Same ...." Luzi really did not expect where Sania would find out about that.
"Mom, Sania already knows that Son is not Mom's real son. I want to hear a story about Son's mother. And about Mom and Son. Why is Son often not being nice to Mom? I used to say you were very close."
Luzi smiled bitterly. It's true, they were very close. Son seemed to love him very much. But something happened that suddenly changed everything. Son got away from her even as if he hated her.
"Sania, Son is a good boy. It's just that there's a misunderstanding I haven't had time to explain to her." Sania grew curious, she shifted her seat to get closer. "Angela, that's Son's mother's name. Do you know?"
"Know, Mom. From Uncle Leo," he replied.
"Angela is the wife of Math who is into—" It feels heavy when she says it. It's a family disgrace. But Sania is already part of her family, even though Math says she's taking care of Son and Sania's separation. But his name is the past, it will be revealed sooner and later too. Let everything be clear, let everyone know, that it is Luzi here who feels hurt. Married because they have to take care of a newborn baby without a mother, combined because they cannot give offspring, and also have to be patient to see her husband share love with his honey.
"How much, Mom?" Their conversation grew more serious, Sania carefully heard Luzi tell her a story.
"Angela was Math's last wife. He married Angela when she was ready to marry him. Angela is his first girlfriend and also his first love. But because Angela was still busy with modeling, she put aside marriage. Math finally decides to marry another woman."
"And that other woman is Mom?" ask Sania guess. Luzi shook her head, her heart ached as she told the journey of Math's love story.
"Mother is the second wife. After the first wife died, Math married Mom."
"So, was Brother Rico the son of the father's first wife?" guess it and Luzi nodded. Sania is starting to understand now. "And brother Darien?"
"He is the son of Math's third wife" Luzi replied.
Hearing her mother-in-law tell a story, she couldn't imagine how Luzi felt back then. It feels muddled and can't have children.
.
.
