
Long debated until finally Asa was allowed to go by Altair on condition that one of them deliver up to the gate, because it is impossible Jihadi or Altair which of course others will recognize, because it is impossible, finally, the one who turned on Asa was the driver.
The girl who always spread a smile waved her hand at the Altair driver after being on the fence, leaning over to play the bow and saying thank you.
With her small legs, Asa ran into the house with a slightly wet uniform. Saying greetings and exclaiming like no burden.
"Where to go home, surely father and mother are worried waiting for Asa right?" he asked after arriving at the living room where Ara, Ayana and Samuel were.
Since then Ara wanted to pick up her daughter, but Samuel forbade it on the grounds of heavy rain, but the problem was that Samuel also did not come to pick her up, which made Ara very upset.
"That's so happy you've made people worry!" samuel chirped without looking at Asa, in contrast to Ara who immediately hugged her daughter.
"I'm sorry Asa for making me worried, next time I promise to go home on time" Asa said with a smile.
Moreover, Ara and Ayana help Asa dry her hair using a towel, in contrast to Samuel who then left the family room.
"It makes you angry again" murmured Asa who was heard clearly by her mother and Ayana.
"No, I was angry because Ayana was playing in the rain. Father love the same sister Asa so it is impossible to be angry," said Ayana who was not aware of her father's treatment is different.
"Here change clothes and catch a cold again! After it came down to eat, Ayana waited for you to eat together, "the Ara lera and answered a nod by Asa.
The girl walked towards her room while embracing each other with Ayana whose cherry was not contrived.
Asa loved Ayana, and so did she. They never quarrel unfortunately with each other.
The giggles began to be heard from the two because they told funny things in the room, in contrast to their parents' room which occurred in the cold war because of the behavior of the father.
"Until when?" asked Ara who was getting tired of her husband's behavior.
It had been three years that Samuel's attitude had been different to Asa's, but at its worst and was particularly prominent when Asa was in second grade High School, making Ara unable to stand it anymore.
"You ask me when? If I answer until our son comes back to life how?" Samuel smiled cynically, though never forgetting Asa's mistake of killing the son whom Samuel wanted so badly for his life.
"Is not being fair to bring things back? Why are you selfish?"
"I hate Asa! She's not my daughter!" samuel was under pressure.
Unknowingly Ara's hand floated right on her husband's cheek, the middle-aged woman's sharp gaze lay on the man who returned selfish and Arongant as before after the accident.
"Shut your mouth Samuel! You have no right to talk about it! Asa nyakitin just as you hurt Me!" snapped Ara with a great roaring chest. "Before we were married, Asa was present in my life! She's my daughter, you said before we got married, that Asa's your daughter!"
Tears in Ara's bead began to sag, flowing like a creek drenching the cheeks in disappointment, while the perpetrator fluttered without making a sound or returning Ara's slap, the woman he loved so much to this day.
"I once thought she was my daughter, Ara. I once loved her like my real daughter, never even different from the affection between Ayana and Asa. But what's the ballad? He killed my son!"
"No! He didn't kill anyone, it was purely Semuel's accident! I broke the tree because of the kittens, I was ...."
"Enough! Everything will not happen if Asa does not complain about asking to be transferred to the same school as you, Ara! He was too spoiled and did not know himself!" Samuel stood up from his seat with clenched hands.
Asa will always be a murderer in her eyes. Asa was the cause Samuel would not get a son from Ara's womb that had been removed.