You My Bucin's

12. Loadings

Tonight it was raining very hard, fortunately Alya had reached home even though her uniform was a little wet from running when entering the house. The girl immediately laid her body on the mattress after changing her clothes, her eyes staring at the ceiling of the room which contained a star painting with a dark blue background. Alya herself painted it, uh no, meaning Alya and her parents who decorated the sky of the room became very beautiful.

Without feeling the tears flow following the swift rain that somehow until when it will subside. The beautiful memories recorded by his brain twisted by itself, making the feeling of longing to stop in the heart of the girl who is currently looking for her happiness.

"Why does Alya want the atmosphere of her room to be like the night sky?" ask Nirmala her mother.

The 6-year-old girl smiled. "Because the night sky is so beautiful!"

"But Pegel's father made the star, we use a handyman to keep the painting," said Aryan.

Alya shook her head strongly. "Wouldn't! this is to let me know! let me always miss the room, or when Dad's not in Alya's house can still feel that Mom and Dad are here with Alya."

Nirmala took a slow breath. "We continue to use a handyman yes, after all I'm afraid you fall baby, according to Mother this is already half done, so would not you if half of it is designed the same handyman?"

Alya resigned finally he obeyed both. Aryan came down from the stairs, while Alya was folding her hands to her chest while pursing her lips.

"Why? dad's son angry?"

Alya stared flatly. "So!"

Nirmala smiled seeing her daughter sulking. "Well, it's mending we buy ice cream, how?"

Alya looked at her mother annoyed. If offered ice cream where maybe he refused, after all he was also tired of painting his room, his head was dizzy because he continued to look up while making many stars. His mother must also be tired from keeping the stairs he climbed so as not to lose balance. Yes, her birthday request this time is strange, but at least her birthday this time she can have fun with both her parents which is very rarely done.

"3 flavors of ice cream, or not at all," Alya bargained.

Aryan sumringah then brought Alya his lap. "Well, let's buy ice cream!!"

The girl was remembering what she had done so that her mother chose to separate from her father and leave her daughter with a mother and father who loved her new wife so much.

Alya sighed softly, it felt like floating on the sea without purpose, looking for edges but what looked like only the blue of the ocean. Alya was looking for a house for his layover and he found Inspiration. He knew that Ilham disliked him so much but he also could not stop his intention to not pursue Ilham, as it had been set to continue chasing after the guy.

His little heart said that Inspiration could make his life better, and it was true. Alya has not made a problem now, he is also diligent in studying and promises to defeat Inspiration in the semester next week. Would if Alya got the rank her father would come take her report card? hopefully there will be a miracle later.

"Alya! dinner is sweetie!"

The girl wiped her tears and woke up and opened the door. Don't get me wrong, she just doesn't want her stepmother to panic because no word comes out of Alya's mouth, then he went into his room because he was so panicked and Alya did not like if anyone entered his room except his maid.

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Dinda smiled but her stepson just stared flat.

"Byok eat, Mommy is ready for your favorite food," he invited with a smile that expands.

Alya just nodded then walked first towards the dining room. His gaze sharpened when he found a man sitting next to his father.

"Good night dear, dear" she said with a big smile.

Alya sat facing the guy who was none other than her stepbrother, mother's son.

"Who are you at my house?!" alya was not friendly.

"Gue's also part of this family, if you forget I'm a kid-"

Aryan stared dislikefully at Alya who always humbled his wife. "You weren't taught manners at Al school?! why do you always hate your mom?"

Alya raised her eyebrows. "Did you ever ask for approval when you married Aunt Dinda? is that what you call polite? I'm a father's son, why didn't you ever ask for my approval?!"

Aryan remarried without asking Alya. He suddenly brought Dinda to his house with one boy, and that was what disappointed Alya to this point.

"Because if I ask permission from you, you will definitely reject Alya," Aryan replied by lowering an octave from his previous tone.

Alya sighed slowly. "Do you know why you're still getting married again?!"

"Because of my smoking"

"Shut up Devan! let me answer, "cut Aryan quickly.

Devan was silent with tightly clenched lips. During this time Devan lived in his dorm, but some days Devan always stopped by Alya's house without the girl's knowledge. Devan knows his mother lives here already made the girl hate him, especially if she lives here, maybe Alya will hate it more or maybe every day he will make a civil war that can make the peace of this house become lost forever.

"Lo's mother!!" press Alya. "And his son who does not know himself even begging to eat in my house!" cibir Alya with a sharp look.

Aryan who was upset immediately stood up and pulled Alya then threw his hand until the girl fell to the floor.

Devan and Dinda rounded their eyes in surprise.

"You who the child does not know yourself!!" Aryan gripped the girl's chin with a sharp look in his eyes. "I've been schooled expensive and you've been constantly ruining my image!!"

Alya cried in silence, honestly her cheeks were so sore at this moment. "S-sick A-dad!" ogre.

Aryan released her grip then she squatted down to align her body with Alya.

"Why Al? why do you always make me so hard?!" snapped it.

Alya lowered her head with a trembling body. "W-why is it because Alya who always makes Daddy a burden so Dad never wants to admit Alya as a son Dad in public?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Alya smiled, she finally knew the answer to her question all along. Why is her father always shy about taking her report card and ends up Alya alone taking it, the reason why his father does not care about his school grades is because Alya is too burden and his father is unlikely to want to spend tutoring money for a child like him.

"Thank you, with all this I realized that I'm not really Dad's son."

Aryan was speechless with the look of his eyes turning mellow, damn it! she always couldn't control her emotions just because Dinda was made fun of by her own daughter. Just tell Aryan a stupid father, because it's true.

"Al, I'm sorry" he said with his head bowed.

"I'll go with you"

"DON'T! I DON'T WANT YOU TO GO!" aryan's shout made Alya straighten her head.

The girl looked into her father's teary eyes. It seemed like his father was afraid of losing people for him to be angry with, because there was no way his wife who he cared about with all her body soul was he snapped like that.

"I'll hold on until I'm content to hate me."