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Jamal was upset, he chose to go home. Of course he had to get permission first, and the most useful reason was because he was sick. Arriving at home, Jamal packed his clothes. He intends to move in order to move more freely according to his plan. If he continues to live here, Jamal will not be able to freely carry out his plans because there is a boss who lives together with him.

Jamal dinner potluck, there is only a little rice and instant noodle soup as a side dish. One egg was not at home, it was so difficult to find a side dish that suits his taste. Fortunately, Jamal was getting used to eating instant noodles, well, there was actually no other choice. He had no money, could not buy food, and all he could get was instant noodles, instant noodles, and instant noodles again every meal. For where the tongue does not quickly adapt if it continues to be given the same food, it's just with different flavors.

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On the other hand, Pipit invited his son to dinner outside. He gives the child the freedom to choose what food hangs he wants. "Select whatever you like, baby," Pipit said. "You want some chocolate too?" asked the woman to look at the wide variety of food made from chocolate served as dessert. "Beautiful girls usually love sweet food" continued Pipit with a big smile.

"Chocolate damages teeth, ma'am," Laura said.

"Come on, eating occasionally won't get your teeth broken right away," refuted Pipit like a child.

"Keeping is better than treating! That's what the book and Laura's teacher said, too" the girl replied again.

"How do you enjoy life when sweet food becomes a ban?" tukas Pipit tried to make his son change his mind.

"There are plenty of other healthy foods, too" Laura said lightly.

"But not as good as forbidden sweet foods! Not to mention other foods that are said to have a lot of calories, can make it sick if eaten. Huh, why cook and make the recipe if it can not be enjoyed freely?!" grunts Pipits.

"To stay healthy, ma," Laura chimed in. "Healthy food does not always have to be delicious, because the advantages have been obtained from the promised healthy label!" the girl continued without looking at her mother, she was busy choosing what food she would choose. "Laura salad is just like orange juice" said the girl closing the menu book.

"God, my dear son, my beloved son. Why do you always choose salads, salads, and salads when we eat out, my dear?" sigh Pipit. "What money do you make less? So you can't pay for any other food, other than salad?" pipit continued sighing tiredly.

"That's not what I mean, ma," said Laura, who saw her mother bend her face slightly as she felt sad. "Laura was only used to eating that," said the girl again.

"Then from that, try to order something else, huh?" said Pipit but did not look pushy, all is up to how the child just wants. "Order anything, as expensive as anything, your mama can pay for all the food you want, baby," Pipit said proudly. He worked hard all this time to meet the needs of the child, well even though he was a little hard, but he was never stingy when it came to food. The problem is with Laura. The child always chooses healthy foods that do not use too much micin and additives that are bad for health if consumed for a long time continuously.

Laura added to her order, she wasn't sure, but she could do it to please her mother. They both had dinner in a peaceful and warm atmosphere, Pipit occasionally asked about Laura's school, the woman also asked about Jamal, whether Jamal still interferes with her son's time. Laura answered the potluck, she also told me what happened earlier at her school, what she said to Jamal. All in all, Laura told him all without any intention of covering up a single thing that she had experienced in school.

"In the meantime, keep going, Laura doesn't feel necessary, ma," Laura said just this time revealing what she was thinking. "But it's up to you, whichever one you think is good, it's definitely the best one for Laura" the girl said.

"Gosh, sorry dear," said Pipit with a sorry look. "Mama probably didn't think about it and wanted to isolate you" Pipit said.

"What's wrong, it must be for Laura's sake, right?" the girl's timpal was understanding.

"No, actually it was mama doing to calm the worried heart of mama. It's not just because you're the reason mom," I'm honest.

"Laura can do it if you want?" laura looked straight at her mother.

"No, no. It's not necessary anymore. Mama will ask the cooperation of the school to pay more attention to the safety of its students, especially you, dear. They will listen to what you say" said Pipit.

"Do as you want" said Laura, agreeing with the decision her mother made for her.

"Darling, how about we have your birthday party?" tanya Pipit again after a moment of silence hung between them.

"Yes?" asked Laura astonished. It's not that he hasn't celebrated his birthday in years, but they haven't had a party in years. What was with all the changes of her mother, Laura frowned in confusion, for the first time the flat face had changed expression.

"We make parties, invite your friends, make high-rise tarts, and others that can enliven your birthday, baby!" tukas Pipit excited.

"Why isn't it made like it used to be, ma?" asked Laura astonished. Usually they celebrate at home, not until half an hour and it's all over. After that, Laura had to go back to learning. Opening a given gift can be later, the most important lesson to make the brain not dull and continue to increase knowledge.

"We're making a little change, baby," said Pipit, hiding his regret for not paying attention to the child. This he did to make up for little by little the mistakes he used to make because of his overly selfish attitude towards Laura.

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