Asa In Star Altair

Asa In Star Altair
Part 59 ~ Asa & Altair


Samuel, the middle-aged man let out a long sigh when he got in front of the Angkasa High School fence but, finding no one.


The school seemed deserted, probably because he had come late. This is all because the tire of his car suddenly deflated in the middle of the road, so stop to replace with a spare tire.


"Where are the kids?" muttered Samuel.


He reached into his pants pocket to pick up a cell phone. Contacting Asa many times but not answered, even deliberately rejected.


Samuel's hands clenched, the man suspected Asa was again breaking his promise to stay away from Altair. Just as Samuel began to forgive Asa, the girl turned back.


Samuel slammed the steering wheel violently, driving his car at an above-average speed so that he got home very quickly.


Samuel's arrival was welcomed by Ara's mother who had been waiting for the arrival of her husband and daughter. Because the hour hand has shown the number of half 4 in the afternoon, but none of them have arrived.


"Where is it, Bang? He said he was going to pick Asa up" Ara said at the door.


"The same Altair maybe!" samuel answered with a red face.


Without asking, Ara knew her husband was upset. Ara did not care, the middle-aged woman headed for the room to contact Asa alternately with Altair. I want to make sure my daughter is okay.


"Are there with you, son?" mother Ara asked after her call was answered by Altair.


"Yes Mother, but I'm sorry Altair can't tell you where."


"He's fine, isn't he, Al? Mother does not care where she is important to you. Take care of your daughter."


"certain. Moreover, the Altar will not allow Asa to live in the same house as people who hate him!"


"Si ...."


Mother Ara let out a long sigh because Altair cut off the phone connection just like that. Her attenuation was distracted by the husband who had just come out of the bathroom.


"What is Asa? Hasn't he started accepting her lately?" ask Ara.


Although his heart was in a state of turmoil, he still helped Samuel dry his hair.


"Not in anything."


"Why does Altair say that anyone hates Asa in this house? Brother pretending to be nice?"


Ara who realized it could only sigh deeply. Samuel has never changed. Not wanting to be blamed and always feeling right. You will realize if you have lost.


"Dad!" screeching a girl from downstairs invites the attention of Ara and Samuel.


The two middle-aged humans ran to see why Ayana suddenly shouted, but was in the room.


The girl's face flushed red, her eyes constantly spitting out clear furrows. Ara approached and grabbed her hiccuping daughter.


"Well, why? The drama is sad ending again?" asked Ara innocently, because often Ayana cried and made everyone panic, but at the end of the day the little girl just cried the ending of a drama that did not fit her expectations.


Ayana shook her head, the girl's gaze fixed on Samuel's father.


"Bad fuck!"


"Cock Daddy?"


"Why do you want to say that brother Asa is the same as Altair? I told you I don't want to be with Altair anymore!" he said with a loud breath.


The girl just got a call from Altair saying everything, even sending a tape that Altair took during Samuel and Asa's talk at the hospital.


Even worse, Altair gave all the piety of Samuel's father to Ayanah.


"So what Asa said is right? I never loved Asa."


"Darling?" samuel tried to get closer, but his hand was pushed aside by Ayana.


"Kak Asa is sick again, she is not old anymore. But why do you have to tell Asa to choose between the love of father and the love of Altair? Asa's sister could have both if you want!" ayana.


The once adoring gaze was now lost on Ayana's chocolate bead, which there was only a sense of disappointment.


Ayana loves her sister very much, because Asa never once made Ayana disappointed.


Whatever Ayana wants, she will get from Asa. Asa always relented to her, then on what basis did Ayanas little heart think of hurting her sister?


"Ayana hates Daddy!" he screamed and ran towards the room.


Closing the door was so loud that his voice echoed on the ceiling of the house.