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#20 Curcol Same Mother
Mother Laura glanced at Cherryl who was sitting on the dining table chair with a grim face, she finally took some cooking ingredients from the refrigerator and began to prepare cooking utensils.
"Cherryl,"
The middle-aged woman's voice managed to attract Cherryl's attention until the girl turned and stood up, "Yes, Bun? Cherryl can help you with what?"
"Here, Mommy wants to talk." replied mother Laura then Cherryl approached without hesitation.
"What are you talking about, Bun?" tanyakanya.
"Cherryl's crying, huh, honey?" mother Laura asked softly, but to Cherryl the question managed to pierce her heart.
A small laugh could be heard from the little lips of the cherry girl, "What's the cry, Bun? Cherryl ain't nothing."
Mother Laura smiled, "Honestly, Erryl. Maybe you can close your eyes from Anggara but not from Mother ."
Cherryl's breath again choked, his neck suddenly dry like running out of water in the desert at midday when the sun was scorching. Finally the girl cleared her throat slowly.
"Sorry, Bun. Cherryl didn't mean that. Cuma–"
"For Babas?" laura's mother said quickly and the girl inevitably nodded her words, but after that she rounded her eyes and shook her head.
"Eh no, Bun. No." it's fast.
"Erryl is next to Babas?" ask Laura again.
"No, Bun. He did not say anything. Errylnya just excessive." said Cherryl while playing his fingernails, did not dare to see the figure of the woman he had considered the bundle.
"No way, Mommy knows the essence of Cherryl Imannuela, you will not dare to go home alone like that. These nights too. Bener, right?" mother Laura said again while chopping vegetables that she had previously taken.
Cherryl bit her lower lip, looking restless because of the words of Laura's mother who did not miss a bit. Gosh, why is his attitude so noticeable in the eyes of others anyway?
"Try the story with Mother."
This time the girl with the shoulder-length hair dared to tell her everything. He kept trying to find a middle point, telling stories without blaming anyone and choosing to blame himself, his own feelings.
A few minutes had passed, mother Laura walked to the dining table carrying a pot of soup and some dishes containing side dishes that she had made. While Cherryl still faithfully told what stuck in his heart to this day.
"Well. Now Cherryl is sitting here with Mother." said Mother Laura, still with a warm smile and a shady gaze that makes the girl dare not reject every word.
Cherryl walked up to the dining table chair and sat himself there, bending his hands and still playing his fingernails with a straight look down.
"So how?"
"Yes Cherryl feels too sensitive, Bun. Cherryl does not know how this can be even though the problem is trivial if Cherryl thinks again. Cherryl's still like a real kid, isn't she, Bun?" ask Cherryl with a round look.
Mother Laura stroked the girl's shoulder, "No. Not everything is wrong Erryl because Babas as a guy does not pantes yell at girls like that. Mother apologizes yes,"
"Eum, yes. Cherryl is nothing, Bun." replied Cherryl.
"Believe in Mother, Babas is just happy to make new friends. He won't forget Cherryl. Okay?"
The girl nodded, "Yes Mother. I'm just surprised I was able to get yelled at like that."
"He didn't mean it, he must be worried about you. Mommy can not even define how big Babas love Cherryl, even since you were little Babas always keep Cherryl if everywhere. Cherryl cried he was the hug, if he bought ice cream he would save it to be loved to you." said mother Laura then laughed a little considering how funny Cherryl and Sebastian when he was a child.
Hearing that Cherryl smiled, "Yes, Bun. Cherryl should be grateful to have Sebby."
Mother Laura stroked the top of Cherryl's head and then kissed him, "Nah now call Anggara the same Vallerine there. We'll have dinner first."
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The clock was showing at nine in the evening less than fifteen minutes and Sebastian had just arrived home with Rebecca carrying a lot of groceries.
Mother Laura welcomed them and advised Rebecca to rest as it was already night. The girl agreed and went into her room, leaving Sebastian and the mother sitting in the family room.
"Where's Cherryl going, Bun?" ask Sebastian.
Mother Laura stared at the television screen in silence and then kept the remote on the table, she looked at the youngest son, "Home home."
"Oh yes, same Bang Angga yes." said Sebastian in a low tone.
"Yes, fortunately Anggara was not angry to see his sister coming home alone so many nights." replied Laura's mother who made the situation in the family room very gripping for the nineteen-year-old boy.
Sebastian lowered his head, "Sorry, Bun."
"Cong you apologize to Mother? What are you making crying about Mother?" mother Laura asked in a calm but piercing tone.
Hearing Sebastian's mother's words of surprise, "Cherryl cried, Bun?"
"You think which girl wouldn't cry when yelled at like that? Moreover, you know very well the nature of Cherryl. This time you are safe because Anggara is not aware that his beloved sister has been crying, so he does not ask questions." said mother Laura while turning her eyes on the television screen that lit up.
This time Sebastian was silent, completely outdone by his mother's words. His heart was beating rapidly, starting to think how devastated Cherryl was because of his treatment earlier. The Netra guy was again focused on the figure of the woman who gave birth and raised him when he chose to stand up and move without a word.
"Mother going to bed?" tanyanya slow.
The one who was asked only nodded then waltzed away just like that, remaining with tightly locked lips.
"Jeez.." murmured the man furiously then stood up and took the bags of groceries to bring to the kitchen.
He bends his knees after opening the refrigerator door and inserting Rebecca's belongings and then stands back up to open the freezer and store all the chocolate bars, also the cup of ice cream that he bought for his favorite cherry girl.
"How else should I be if it's already this way." the monologue while arranging one by one the chocolate pastries that he bought into a box of light purple stock which is one of the collections of Laura's mother.
The guy closes his box and puts it in the fridge to take tomorrow to Cherryl as a sign of his first apology.
"Oh yeah, did I buy any more jars?" the man's monologue, which recalls Cherryl's words, complained that his cake jar had been damaged by Anggara.
Sebastian decided to go back to his room and lay on the bed after changing his clothes. The guy opens a chat application and tries to call Cherryl but is rejected. He finally decided to send a message.
'Tomorrow the second break I wait at the rooftop.'
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TBC.
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