As pretty as a Butterfly
Chapter 35. Wanna see.

Michael immediately downed the water to the toilet, then got up from his seat and hurried to walk towards the kitchen to answer the curiosity that stuck in his heart.

"Is that really him?" murmured Michael.

Upon reaching the man in the kitchen, Michael looked around to confirm something. But he did not find anyone in there, making Michael frown instantly. He bent his handsome face many times over, as he felt foolish with his own behavior.

Michael took a deep breath and massaged his throbbing temple, then scolded himself.

"Basic Mike! Are you crazy? Where could the girl be here!" he was upset, I don't know what caused it. But he continued to grumble like he was doing something stupid.

"You're such a fool, Mike, why do I have to go here? Hey legs! you should have taken me straight to my room, so I could sleep in my soft, comfortable bed!" Michael rubbed his face rough and looked down while blaming his own feet.

The foot of the ladder can only resignedly accept the ravings of the owner, but the owner of the heart is the one who makes the foot must walk there.

Michael then climbed the stairs and went into his room to rest, forgetting everything that happened today. And also the things on campus that always make him dizzy.

***

In garden.

Arriving at the park, Jelita rushed to give mother a drink, she slightly bent her body so that the glass in her grasp can reach the mouth of the mother.

"Mother drink" said Jelita and helped her to drink patiently.

Felt his mother had enough to drink, Jelita again put the glass into the kitchen and wash the glass briefly until clean.

Jelita then approached her mother again. She grabbed the handle on the wheelchair and said, "Mother. After that, Jelita will feed mom dinner and take medicine."

Jelita then pushed the wheelchair, bringing her mother back into the room.

The room is located in the back corner of the Mansion, adjacent to the kitchen, just a garden with a koi fish pond as the separator.

***

In the evening, as usual the Chandra Putra family gather for dinner. At the dining table it has presented a variety of delicious dishes appetizers.

Madam Caca filled her husband's plate with various side dishes, with love and affection.

"It's quite a pity, you can make my stomach explode" said Mr. Nael asking his wife to stop when the side dish had been up.

Mrs Caca chuckled, "Didn't you remember what you used to be, when you were young. You can eat more food than this, so I'm not always parted by you."

Mr. Nael gave a smile. "You're right, because of that incident, you don't want to talk to me because I spent all the food on the table. But it's also all your fault, you cook good food but only a little."

The two of them chuckled while recalling past events, but not with Michael. He looked uninspired, Michael just twirled the fork over the still-empty plate while propping up his chin with one hand and gazing straight in one direction.

Madam Caca paused for a moment and asked Michael. "Miki, why just a manyun?"

Michael sighed, he placed the spoon and fork on the still empty plate. "So Mom, Mike's not having an appetite."

"Are you sick? try Mamy's check," said Mrs Caca, holding her son's forehead. "It's not hot, then why don't you eat Miki. Is the food bad, or are you having trouble at school? Tell me."

Michael raised both his shoulders slowly. "Don't know Mom, I just don't want to eat. Better Mike go back to the room yeah, Mike's so tired."

"Alright, later Mamy will ask Bi Sari to make a warm soup for you," said Mrs Caca then Michael nodded and left the dining table.

Madam Caca immediately called Bi Sari and asked her to do something. "Bi Sari, make some warm soup for Miki and take her to her room."

"Oiya Bi, how are my foster children, have Jelita and Maria eaten?" mrs Caca asked, stopping Bi Sari before the housekeeper went to the kitchen.

"They are both good and have eaten also Madam," Bi Sari replied confidently.

"Good then, yes Bi, you can go" said Mrs Caca.

"Okay Madam," Bi Sari obediently headed for the kitchen, making hot soup for Michael.

Meanwhile at the end of the stairs there, Michael stopped stepping up, while he accidentally heard the faint talk of the Mamy, where the conversation mentioned a familiar name in his ear.

"Jelita and Maria's mother?" murmured Michael.

Michael undoes his intention to go to the room, he chooses to return to the dining room where Mamy and his Daddy are still enjoying dinner to ask one thing.

Mrs Caca paused her dinner ritual when she saw her son coming back to the table.

"Miki, why are you back? do you want something, or do you want to eat here?" ask Mrs Caca.

"Mommy, why did Mamy ask the situation of the foster children and also asked Jelita and her mother had eaten or not to Bi Sari?" ask Michael to the point.

Madam Caca looked at her son in wonder then smiled. "Miki, have you forgotten? Jelita is Mamy's personal foster child, it is certain that Mamy will ask her how she is," replied Mrs Caca.

Michael shook his head, "That's not what I mean Mamy. I didn't forget, but why would Bi Sari know how they are?" ask Michael back.

"Yes because they're staying here for a while" replied Mrs Caca and Michael instantly speechless. He recalls asking for a drink.

"Ah so that's true of him, but how can he stay here? murmuring Michael spoke to himself, making Madame Caca ask again. "Why Miki?"

"Ah no Mom ... Hmm, where are they now?" ask Michael.

"There's in Jason's old room, the room he used to live in when he was Mamy's personal foster child," replied Mrs Caca then looked at her silent son as if thinking of something.

"What are you thinking Miki?" madam Caca asked, then looked at Michael intently. "Don't ... Uh! do you want to work on it again, hem? Confess!"

Michael nodded quickly. "No Mom, Mike won't do that anymore. Believe me," Michael replied reassuring his Mamy.

Madam Caca did not take her eyes off Michael, she still looked seriously at her son and said.

"Miki .. remember this baby, Mamy won't let you repeat the same mistakes he used to, when he was still working on campus. And if that happens again, then Mamy won't hesitate to punish you more severely than before. Do you understand!" threaten Madame Caca to her son.

Michael gulped his saliva roughly and nodded quickly. "Understand Mom," replied Michael obediently.

"Good, Miki it's better that you don't bother them, let them rest" Mrs Caca said.

Michael nodded obediently. "Well Mom, but can Mike see her for a second?" ask Michael and ask permission.

Madame Caca smelled a smile. "Alright, just for a minute and remember not to do anything bad to Mamy's foster kids."

Michael smile. "Will not be Mamy ... Thank you." Thank you." Michael then walked to the place where Jelita and her mother were.

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