Wounds From you

10. Surprised and Shocked

For one word today, Arshal was thinking hard because he was given a few minutes to think about the company that would fall in his hands, whether luck or fairness.

"In a quiet company, papah will help you if you have difficulties." Papah Arshal offended Arshal's mind because this one child had passed graduation, but somehow his brain was not honed and developed.

"Yes but the thing is, I can't manage the company's reward." Arshal and his papa sighed harshly.

"The outrageous also yes you, the longer the more strange." his papa circus while removing a cigarette butt wrapped by cigarette packs.

Arshal looks curled his face with a slanted smile, "pah, why smoke here? Not in front of mamah," said Arshal who inwardly he could appreciate a woman but in fact his own papa betrayed from his words.

Sok alus is actually a one-year-old.

It's actually more delinquent.

"Yes, would you?" his bargain smiled wryly and Arshal clasped his hand as a sign of gratitude as his offer.

Because he does not like cigarettes and so he is good with men who have passed anti-smoker.

"Well, but what if the shares go down?"

"It is impossible, people will also be so for only a few moments and Arshal you are a candidate for the superior seeds of this family, do not be shy papah family when gathered!"

The man breathed deep air. This was indeed a very stifling papa when forced like this, he also tapped the pen on the table of priceless glass in the eyes of his papa.

Either Arshal is surprised by his papa who really likes branded goods unless there is no liquor here, therefore Arshal is not at home if one day is told to stay too if there is no match that is liquor.

And he's an alcoholic.

His life is free if outside without any restraints from his own mother especially, because his mother really loves this only son.

If you hear this misunderstanding of the Arshal family maybe his heart will be crushed again and Arshal could be sworn by his mother not to be violated again.

His mother would bring them to this house and support Arshal's own family, so his papa seemed to close his mouth and when asked to cover up the problems in the Arshal family.

Actually Arshal papah good he did not stay still, he still monitor the condition of his son-in-law and even though he looked old, and various folds that filled his body.

His physique is still strong to walk for a few pounds when there is a fashion show and Arshal papah is monitored by his health by a doctor, food is regulated by a nutritionist.

This is really a strange old man, all taken care of by others.

But, it does produce a lot of ampe the tenth offspring will not melt it muan.

Keep flowing.

"Well, it's old time to repent." Arshal's suggestion that he saw his papa appear to sign and tear the paper next to the important document, the contents of various reports.

Make your head twitch this old man.

"Yes, you learned from here first." The eyes of this one old man are still alert because it has since seen Arshal who observes the document when it is opened.

***

While Gibran, now he is in a position flanked by his mother and Syifa who was sitting on the sofa.

Really he wanted to shift a little but the stare of his mother saw himself no longer want to move.

"Mom, Angga sir will come here" Gibran said suddenly and Arina looked at her son, holding his thigh.

"Who?"

"The Father is Syifa, so just want to see. All this time have helped us because of them" Gibran replied blatantly and hearing Gibran's explanation, Arina was confused.

"How can you?"

"Oh yes it is difficult to explain from the beginning, the point is that Gibran helped their family members and they were very good until they wanted to pay for college-

"You're troubling them Gib, Gibran's feelings aren't like that. Mother's child is enough to ask each other, it's better to love." Sela his mother with round eyes.

Seeing Syifa first, it is really similar but either papah later.

Good thing not kebablasan to talk about papah Angga so good he just tell me until here.

Syifa smiled faintly, "Udah is not papa Syif, just ordinary. I like to joke,"

Sometimes he saves Syifa first, the hero of bad luck than later that Syifa got spray the same mother whose words really spicy sharpen, swooping.

"Yes,"

"Don't do this to you!"

"Udah ma'am, this is nothing, isn't it?" syifa asked as a savior and Gibran nodded.

"Nothing,"

"Diem you!" cut the mother sharp and when you want to pinch her son's stomach there is even a knock on the door from the outside.

"By uncle!" have Gibran and someone step in with their shiny shoes knocked on the floor.

"Well," said Syifa who put the bowl because it was finished but at home holding it while watching TV an exciting event of course.

Angga stared at the old woman who was still focusing on Gibran peeling an apple.

"Assalamu'alaikum,"

When there was a greeting, at that time the woman looked and was like being struck by lightning in broad daylight.

Arin was surprised, until he lowered his face.

The look on his face can actually be guessed if he looks surprised by the arrival of Angga.

"Angga," the reflex he uttered so and Angga nodded.

He also wants to feel like embracing a small and warm body long ago but now it has been owned by others.

"Mom, how do you know?" gibran asked, stopping his activities and seeing that the two of them were shocked at each other.

"What's wrong?" Syifa was confused, mending asked.

"Oh this is not a long time ago Angga," replied Arin ceplas-ceplos without thinking about the look on his face grimacing Angga.

In order not to spread it now, because he did not want if the two of them were close to each other again when their parents were close.

"Hah.." surprised them because it was seen from his gaze, they did not expect if the parents of each still have a little feeling, the rest no longer care about his love.

Means that all this time he was supporting the son of his ex-girlfriend, really Angga was shocked all this time wanted to meet Arin was not able to feel.

His days were filled with documents.

"Oh so this is Syifa's father?" arin asked who concluded his smile and saw Syifa, he hugged Syifa suddenly.

"The same old-fashioned

"I think his father." compact them both and those who had become old men frowned.

"This means that the real is not us, but our children Ga." said Arin hope that they can be as exemplified by their parents.

"Yes," said Angga, smiling faintly.

It was just that they could meet but still Angga's heart was a little filled when repeating the story of Gibran who already trusted Angga as a place to go home to tell stories.

"Thank you once more" said softly Arin while shaking Angga's hand and Angga nodded without changing the look of his cold face.

Without saying anything, he is cold and will not be defeated.

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