Descendants To Seven
Make up

This morning Ray is escorted by Gina to her new school. And before leaving he left Ray to one of his acquaintance teachers at the school. Ray was ushered into his classroom and introduced to the study teacher who taught that morning.

Ray gets an empty seat in the back corner. All eyes looked at him in wonder, for he was wearing a mask and also gloves and a shirt with a neck covering the neck, behind his school shirt.

"Is he sick?" the students ask each other.

When Ray began his studies, Nicholas was saying goodbye to his uncle who was a security guard.

"Well, isn't it his vacation here?" ask tantenya.

"There's a sudden aunt's business." she replied briefly.

"Yes, be careful on the road" said the aunt released Nicholas' return.

"When I buy you a meal at a famous restaurant here" said his cousin. Who left his motorcycle, in the hospital to be worn by Nicholas.

"This is your car key, the gas is fully charged,"

Nicholas catches the key thrown at him. Then he got into his car and ignored his hands and went home. Actually, he has no intention of going home. But seeing Lina's worried face and the warm embrace she gave her daughter, Nicholas wanted to go home soon.

Because from yesterday Gina kept pinning messages, asking for her whereabouts. He did not say he was at his uncle's house. She is Gina's own sister. Along the way his phone kept vibrating due to incoming calls. Instead of answering the phone, he chose to focus on driving. To get home soon.

After driving for a few hours, he arrived home. Gina, who had been sitting, stood up. He welcomed his son who had just arrived. Nicholas was silent, letting himself be hugged by Gina. Then he stepped in after Gina let go.

He did not expect Gina would really welcome him. Although he had always thought along the way, if Gina welcomed his return as Lina welcomed her daughter, even if only once. But when treated like that, he was embarrassed. To cover up his feelings, he quickly walked to his room.

He smiled and felt ridiculous. But also feel happy. Putting his body in bed. Drowsiness began to master it, after tired of driving. Gina knocked on the door, and upon seeing her son lying down, she cancelled her intention. He wanted to take her to eat together.

She finally ate alone. He prepared a variety of food to welcome his son home. He recalled the incident this morning when his children went to college and school, without saying goodbye to him. He realized that the distance between them was far away.

Since seeing Emile breathe her last breath, Gina has always been imagined, if one day she had to leave her three sons for good. Will they cry, or are they indifferent. I felt like I had no mother for a long time.

Finished eating his phone rang, a call came in. He came from his third son's school. Soon he rushed to school. And head straight to the principal's office. His son and 3 other students were injured. They got into a fight.

The parents of other students are demanding accountability and medical expenses. His third son was cold to him. And the principal lectured him. Gina accepts whatever they say and eventually her son is expelled from school.

This isn't the first time. Usually Gina will be emotional and berated her son. But not this time. There was no angry face. His son remained silent throughout the journey. Gina took him to the hospital.

"The injury is not serious" the doctor said. And when the doctor asked why his son was hurt. Gina did not reply and only smiled faintly. Doctor then the mangosteen.

After that Gina took him home. And when he arrived home, Gina did not vent her emotions.

"Are you hungry?" ask her third son. He knew his son left without breakfast this morning.

His son was silent. Wasting his face, his chest churned. Ready to defend if Gina vents her emotions. But Gina just pulled her hand gently. With a quick motion the boy pulled his hand. The face of her mother. Then he clenched his forehead.

"If you want to get angry, just get angry, don't pretend!"

"Why? No like? If you don't like it, go there!"

"You're cooking, take a break, after cooking, you'll call out to you" replied Gina casually.

"Why?!"

"What?"

"Why is my mom silent?! Why not scold me?! Am I no longer there for you?!" shouted Gina's third son.

"Darling, the wrong mom. The one who should be angry is my mom. What happened today was purely my mother's fault. Mama's been paying less attention to you guys all this time." honestly Gina.

Third son Gina was confused by her mother's speech. He did not expect it to come out of his mother's lips.

"So you know that you've been wrong all this time?"

Gina looked gently at her son without answering. Near her son. And hugged. Nicholas saw it back in his room. He woke up to a loud noise from his sister's room. And when I saw that things were fine. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Say, what do you want to eat today? Everything you ask for you will cook."

"Really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"I'm glad you're back" said his third son and embraced his mother. Her tears flowed down her cheeks.

All this time he felt that he had never been considered. Because since birth and since he began to be able to remember. This was the first time he was hugged so warmly. Gina hated him, because when she was pregnant with her third son her husband was found cheating. So she abandoned him in return for the affair of her late husband.

"So what do you want to eat?" Gina repeated her question.

"Anything you cook I eat." replied the son. Then quickly took off Gina's embrace and turned around.

"Mama come out I want to change clothes" she asked to cover up the fact that she was crying.

Gina smiled and walked out. When he passed the doorway, there were no tears on his cheeks. She is grateful that she has not lost her son and hopes to be close to them.

When lunch arrived, the three of them gathered together at the dining table. His second son came home. Gina stopped her eating. He immediately greeted his second son and pulled him into the dining room.

"Mommy ate the wrong medicine today? Tumben's at home?" he asked while glancing at Nicholas.

Nicholas shrugged his shoulders. And his sister was silent while filling the plate with her favorite side dish.

"Well, I'll change my clothes first, no one's eating before I get back!" his orders.

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