Wounds From you

46. Meet Gibran

When they had gathered, at the end of the day his daughters were astonished at his own papa.

This was finally a chance he would not waste his precious time.

“Pah, papah can make take care of that two kids?” Ask Arina who is not out of thought with her papa brain where is it?

Still had time for the man to be entrusted the two sekurut by his best friend, he said as well as learning nimang grandson!

Yes indeed this Arina papah when Gibran was a child, his small age never held Gibran name. Well, Arfa?

It can not be asked anymore, Arfa from childhood lived in a country where the man could visit to pet his second grandson alone or just visit never, ever, when the mother of Arfa died.

Fear of falling or what he said. Just a cliche excuses were taken out of his mouth, and now what?

Lick your own tongue, right?

It will be that he is determined that until now it is time for the third grandson who will soon be present.

“Nak, papah wants to take responsibility. It all started from papah who hit both their parents,” ceplos papah—old old can still be honest.

Arina was surprised not to play, she changed her face hook for the sake of the two children who looked at her innocently below, on the grounds of the carpet on the cold marble.

Arina stared wryly at her papa, what a cruel papa.

“Pah...” The woman choked her throat, feeling dry and thirsty once.

Seeing the two of them who had already left behind both of her parents, Arina shook her head in disappointment to her own papa.

“The story, how is pah?” arina asked curiously and she actually wanted to get angry, but she put off first.

Because considering the age of his father is no longer young, where can he be angry with people who are elderly.

Time to rest, but what is this? He was given a big answer to raise these two cute kids and cheeks filled with it.

The man let out a long sigh, “Papah knows papah men who hit them both and as a result there is a push between the vehicle of papah men with their parents, papah just wants to be responsible because papah's men are also gone, so papah is responsible for them.” Clearly the man rubbed his face rough.

So that Arina who sat close to the man grabbed a body that was not young anymore, he channeled his sense of warmth to his papa.

Moreover, this mamahnya not know this issue?

The woman then said, “Pah, mamah know about this?” arina asked and her papa turned her head, her gaze shook her head and did not feel her tears flowing down her cheeks.

Although it wants to be called a man, however, if there is a problem, there must be a crying scene.

It's a taboo thing, it never happens but once twice will repeat the same.

Crying out.

His face poked his head in the shoulder area of his daughter, embarrassed he took it upon himself. He needs a shoulder to back up.

I want to talk to the people closest to him.

“Nak, don't talk to your mom!” Prohibit the man by wiping his involuntary cries out just like that.

Arina shook her head, “You are forbidden, I still do that so you know if you will come here. What happened, pah? Which has papah got his own problems ‘kan, borne heavily if alone.”

Because the woman felt how in the position of her papah who did not talk about this.

What is exposed to its own sap, the secret that is hidden will be smelled of the carcass.

The old man shook his head, “Nak, don't! Papah does not want if this problem is heard in your own mama ears.” keep the man, papah Arina away and go, invite the two men to go from here.

Arina who felt shunned was okay, she was strong. Be jealous or something, he can.

Moreover, her brother does not know about this, will his brother be angry with his papa?

He hesitated about this problem.

The woman then looked at the back of her papa which was further away from her sight, she sighed for a moment and rubbed her entire face.

Prustasi existing, willing to explain from A to Z will not make his brother understand the position of his papa who must bear the burden of it all, will not make his brother understand the position of his father who must bear the burden of it all, even though his age is old, the possibility of a second child is far from the word misery.

There are rupiah coffers do not need to be obtained by looking for job vacancies, because it is rich from birth.

He thinks, because of himself?

Indeed, from the childhood of Arina's sister and Arina never whose name is late with money, money is always there.

There is no such thing as parents who scold their children, the father does not have the money to like it must work first!

There is no such dictionary, there are parents they just agree and that will surely happen what they want.

A request is small, yet great for the meaning of them.

Because demand is not far from the word struggle.

“Iya, pah. But, sorry Arina can not if lying equally mamah. Mamah who gave birth to Arina, if there is no mama maybe Arina was not born in this world, pah.” He muttered while smiling fakely.

“You how else, this is all fate that has determined.” Arina continued, she remembered the conversation with her son.

Then, quickly the woman took out the flat rectangular object and checked the message sent by her son.

He forgot, Arina then went to the chat room. See the message sent by Gibran-his son.

Mom will come by

10.00

The campus cafe deket

11.00

1 O'clock in the afternoon

11.01

That was the chat delivered by his son, it was sad when he saw Gibran's message.

You're shortened without having to go to the point directly, he then closed the flat object.

“Sorry son, I forgot.”

Soon the woman put her phone in the bag, went to go from this house without permission first to the papa who had gone somewhere earlier.

“Pah, go first. Assalamu’alaikum, later go home again kok.” He said with a muttering word while piercing his gaze, like a thief who wants to be caught while the old man looked at his daughter from above precisely on the second floor by patting the butt of one of the leaks.

Came like a baby.

The man did not prevent, but as far as he knew his daughter did not take long to deal.

Especially regarding his household, he will not interfere in their matters. If indeed he was needed, he would be a vent for his daughter.

Although he had to hold his daughter back from tears just for the sake of a vain man to choose from, disappointed.

“Sleep yes, son.” He kissed the boy in his car.

With affection he stroked his bald cling head, without revealing the gaze of someone who had been watching the old man's movements since, and reported it to someone who had long since returned to Indonesia.

It is not separated from the position of a wife who must monitor even from afar though, the situation must be fine.

Especially from afar already seen if all this time playing behind it turns out.

And Arina who came out with an intimidating look, stared at all the directions on her papa page.

“This is so broad huh? From there, far away. If chased by zombies I may never run to the side, this is what I'm tired of myself.” And it was true that when he wanted to run, he was caught locked up by his zombies.

Oh, Arina Arina. Very funny to you!

The woman breathed a rough breath, looking at the security guard post crowded with the experience of his papa who was chatting merrily without leaving his eyes to the chess that was in the middle of the table.

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**okay okay

don't panic, will keep up kok☺

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