Duda But Perjaka
[Season 2] Prison

Chaca POVs

Along the way, I kept in touch with Mas Gandhi. I don't even focus on seeing the road. But dozens of times there is still no answer. I feel angry about it. Until Bryan's motorbike has entered Daddy's yard.

No matter what, come back here first.

I got off when the bike stopped. "Thanks, would you like to stop by?" bargained.

"No, Mommy and Daddy are definitely in the office. Yes first. Take good care of yourself" said Bryan rubbing my head but I immediately dodged.

Bryan smiled, put his helmet back on and turned on his bike. He waved for a moment, to which I only nodded his head.

I stepped towards the main door. A few times I pushed the bell, the door opened. Nancy was standing surprised to see me.

"Money!" the scream widened his eyes.

I just grinned at the horse, "Hi Nancy" I said and hugged her.

As I was about to step up, my phone rang. I hurriedly lifted it.

"Hello" I said after receiving the call.

"Cha, where are you? Already home from college?" heavy voice of the person across the phone.

"Well at home, Bang. What's up, huh? Tumben phone? Oiya, where the hell is Mas Gandhi going? Why didn't you pick up my phone?" I asked Andra my husband's best friend.

"Cha, please calm down. Don't panic."

"What the hell is a Bang? Don't be curious!" I cried walking out again to deny the intention to enter the house.

"Guard ... Gandhi was in prison" he said.

I was so shocked, my legs were so loose that this body fell to the floor. My phone landed on the floor earlier.

"A-what? In jail? But why?" muttered.

My tears shed for a moment. Nancy went in again, probably because she heard my phone had fallen off.

"Gosh, Non! What's up?" nancy asked, holding both my shoulders.

I was crying in his arms. I am very worried about Gandhi. What was his mistake so that he had to stay in prison?

He got out of the car and was surprised to see me falling apart on the floor. Mommy walked over half-run to me.

"Darling! What's up?" the pekanya also gathered and hugged me.

"Mommy! Mas ... Mas Gandhi was imprisoned," I cried amid the sobbing.

Mommy was just as surprised. He closed his mouth with his hand. Then let go of our embrace.

"Darling, calm down we have to calm down. Mommy call Daddy first. You get us ready to go there now" said Mommy wiping away my tears.

I nodded, immediately got up and ran to the room. Take a shower and get ready to meet him. My brain is still full of questions.

What mistake did he make that caused him to be behind bars?

After changing clothes, I immediately searched for Mommy's whereabouts. He just came out of the room when I was about to knock on the door. He also took a shower and changed into more relaxed clothes.

"We'll wait for Daddy, honey. Daddy was already on his way home," he said gently pulling my arm into the living room.

I just nodded. We sat ourselves on the sofa. Mommy hugged me back. I rubbed my hair slowly.

"Mommy, soon the wedding reception will be held. But why should there be such an ordeal?" I said back to shed tears.

I know, Mommy is also very sad, but she's good at hiding her feelings. Exactly his son. Gandhi was like that. It is very difficult to know his true feelings.

"Prophey dear, Mommy sure everything must be fine. And your reception will definitely be done" he said in a trembling tone.

I'm getting a hug. "I'm afraid Mom," I said softly.

Shortly after, the door opened. Daddy went inside the house. He came straight to us.

"We're going there now!" daddy exclaimed without a stale ado.

Daddy handed his briefcase to Bi Sumi who just happened to open the door. Still wearing full clothes and a suit, Daddy stepped out again.

Daddy's emotions are clear. His steps were firm, opening the door violently and his breathing was increasingly hunting.

Mommy and I still hug each other. We sat in the back passenger seat. Of course I kept crying. The car immediately left the yard.

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