Behind my In-laws silence
Chapter 67 Honesty Radit.
I kept seducing my son to show him a scar that still looked new. Radit slowly opened his left hand, to show the injured right hand.
Grabbing his right hand, seeing clearly, if this wound is a splash of cooking oil. " What's with your hand, Radit. What did the people in Grandma's house do to you?"
My eyes were glazed with glass, seeing my son's hand full of wounds. "You don't be sad, this is all Radit's own thing."
"Why did you blame yourself earlier, Radit. If you're telling the truth, you won't scold you anyway, let's tell the same story."
The tiny lips are now telling me back," Radit yesterday asked for pocket money to Aunt Ajeng, because Papa said that Radit wants Radit to ask for money to Aunt Ajeng. when Radit asked for money, Radit asked for money, Aunty Ajeng even angry and yelled at Radit, Aunt Ajeng instead told Radit to open the right palm when Ajeng's aunt was cooking, when Radit's hand was opened Aunt Ajeng instead spilled hot oil on Radit's palm."
I did not expect that with Ajeng's treatment of my son, he could hurt this innocent little boy, venting his anger made me really upset and eager to avenge Ajeng's treatment of my son. I wanted to spill hot oil on her face right now, so she could feel how much pain Radit felt when she did all that.
I told the clerk to get me a P3K box to treat Radit's wounds.
"This is ma'am the box." Lisda thrust the p3k medicine box at me.
"Thank you, Lisda." Lisda my employees are so diligent, no matter what she does. He doesn't seem to complain when the stalls are so crowded, I always call this a stall but the makeup and design is like a restaurant. Indeed, I am a village, because I live too long with Mas Raka's mother, to my knowledge is minimal and lack of association. Ahk let alone the association in their village even mocked each other, especially the mother-in-law and also Ms. Nunik.
I don't know what the old lady is doing, I haven't seen her in a long time.
Lisda nodded her head and smiled broadly in front of me.
"Here dear, his hands let mama cure later his wound to quickly dry and heal. If it heals, it won't hurt anymore."
I kept showing my tenderness in front of Radit.
Radit nodded his head that was when he thrust his hand at me for immediate treatment.
While treating Radit's wounds, I began to ask my second son again, "Radit far away who came here?"
I asked this little boy, "Mamah doesn't know."
Frown and ask, "you mean dear."
"Work around, Radit's not in the same village as grandma. Aunt Ajeng brought Radit and papah to his house, it's probably been about 4 days."
Radit's answer makes me know now.
"So Radit begged just to have pocket money and also food money
because Aunt Ajeng rarely feeds Radit in his house?"
My question made Radit nod his head.
How painful this heart after knowing what the family did Mas Raka, as well as Ajeng. They could make my son go hungry without attention.
I clenched my right hand on the table, feeling the resentment that was hunting my heart. How can I be strong to hear every word of Radit, which makes my heart ache.
"Yes, now we go home. To the mama's house, meet Lulu and Farhan."
Radit was pleased with my invitation. As usual in the 5pm I have gone home, the one who takes care of all the stalls is Lisda my confidant.
When I started to get Radit in the car, Radit was shocked.
"Let's go in."
I forgot Radit didn't know about this new car.
"It's a mama's car, baby, let's go in."
Radit nodded his head, he smiled and started getting into the car.
"Well, the car's good. Not rich old papah car. Just the front of it is using a modip."
I was driving the steering wheel, just listening to every babble my son looked happy when I took him for a short walk before returning home.
"Radit, did you say you had a car?"
Radit is now answering my question, my second child is like an adult if asked directly connect.
"Yes mah. Radit is rarely invited to walk the same way papah, even Radit knows the car inside papah when papah asked Radit to wash the car!"
Mas Raka told the little boy to clean the car, really outrageous. My ex-husband, he used to tell and ignore Radit, I won't stay silent. I'll give him the calculations.
"Radit, don't be sad. Later mamah take the road Radit with lulu and kak Farahan ya."
After I said that, Radit shouted in excitement as if he was pleased with my invitation.
"Your friend, promise, right?" tanyakanya.
"Yes dear."
A face full of happiness shone on Radit. My heart is calm, my son is coming back to me, it's just. He's back in an unkempt existence.
I have to come give the calculations to Mas Raka. So that he would be aware of his actions.
When I got home, I opened the car door. Send Radit down to meet with Farhan and Lulu.
It's just that, when I Radit stepped out of the car, something fell out of his pants pocket. Make me take it and see the stuff.
A watch, with a name engraving in it, A/D. What does this name mean, why did I even write my name and Daniel.
Maybe this watch is just a coincidence, I'm now taking a watch that might have been a model for a long time.
Radit ran, hugged Farhan and Lulu, but I stopped my son's actions because of his dirty body.
"Radit, before you hug Farhan and Lulu, you should take a shower baby, so it's comfortable. Later Mbok Nun, will help Radit take a bath."
I gave Radit understanding, so that he would understand and not hurt. Because my second child is a little different, he is easily hurt by a talk that can make him hurt.
Therefore I must be more patient and try to keep telling her softly.
I put this watch in my room, let's ask Radit tonight, when he's relaxing alone.
After being bathed Mbok nun, now the scars of punches and pinches are not visible anymore, maybe they are afraid of reprimand and my threat at that time, he said, it's just that I regret this time the wound due to splashes of oil was Ajeng.
Somehow with the woman, why she was so heartless to hurt my son, but she must be able to position herself as a mother also for Radit Mas Raka's son.