Forced To Be Injured By Love
Who's Parlan?

" For a long time you just pick up the phone" Prasetyo had not had time to say hello, his mother across the phone was scolding him.

" What else is it, Mom. Is Mother still not enough to blame Miana with all these events" Prasetyo calmly answered what his mother said.

" You are when you will realize. I told you that you have been many times. Don't let you regret it later on" Bu Asti sounded so emotional. His eyes were already covered with hatred. So that he did not see the good side of the daughter-in-law who had accompanied his son for many years.

" It's my mom's tired of hearing Mom's talk from morning till night. If the cooperation is canceled, why should I blame others. Mama should have introspected herself. Why all this could happen. Not blaming anyone else." Prasetyo also turned off the call. He went back to the bed and laid his body there.

While in Dara and Jelita's room, Miana was teaching her children to do homework from her teacher. As an example, Miana taught her two daughters. Miana always intervenes alone when it comes to her two daughters. It painstakingly teaches what both children must learn.

" At last we finished our homework. Thank you Mama for teaching us" Jelita thanked him for teaching her.

" Everything dear. It is the obligation of parents to teach their children the best" Miana helps her children to tidy up the stationery scattered on the study table.

" Have you done your duty to God or not? " Miana asked her two daughters.

" Thank God already. Before we learned to pray first. That way we learn to be calm because it is unthinkable our duty to God" Dara also answered straightforwardly.

" That's great... My mom's kids are the best. It's almost 09:00 now. You go to sleep" Miana told her children to rest.

" Okay ready Ma" answered his two daughters with vigor.

"Before going to bed what to do? " Miana asked the habit before going to bed to her children.

" Before going to bed, we usually wash our teeth. What is certain is that Mama always teaches that we are told to abudhu first" Jelita replied.

" Smart child, now do everything after it leaves to sleep" Miana also praised her two children. Dara and Jelita went straight to the bathroom after she packed the textbooks into the bag she was going to use for tomorrow. Miana smilingly looked at her two daughters growing up well. There is nothing happy except to see the two grow up with no less affection.

" Would you sleep here or in your own room? " question was watching her mother.

" Mama's going to sleep in your room tonight.maybe? " with a smile Miana said that she would sleep in the room of her two children.

" Hore Mama sleeps here." the two little children smiled gleefully. They were so happy when accompanied to sleep by Miana. Miana put a blanket on Dara and Jelita who slept next to each other. After making sure her two daughters were completely asleep, Miana headed to the sofa not far from her children's bed. Yes, sit there. Laying his back on the back of the sofa so soft. Layed his head that feels so heavy today. He closed his eyes for a moment. Then open it and look at the ceiling.

" I have to endure or end it all. If I survive my heart is no longer able. But if I end all this, what about the kids? " Miana felt this was the toughest thing in her life. Wanting to go was difficult however, surviving was also painful. Miana closed her eyes again, she breathed a long breath. To remove the weight of fatigue in his heart and mind. I don't feel her tears coming back. He returned in silence.

Pov Parlan's.

"Devan you Why is it so bad to be late but not yet asleep. Sorry yes papa was staying at work" Parlan invited to talk Son only wayangnya who is still almost 8 months old. only Devan left in his life after Arum left him for all eternity. Tonight felt so heartbreaking for Parlan. I don't know why his son hasn't slept since. The time is now 10:30 p.m. Parlan who felt a little tired felt like her eyes were burdened by something heavy.

" Don't cry, Devan, Papa's here with Devan. If you want to play, play. Papa here accompanies you, but while sleeping. Papa is very tired" because he still invites his son to communicate even though the child has not been able to respond to what he said. Parlan tried to close his eyes, but when he was about to fall asleep, the front legs and hands back swaying. Makes her unable to leave Devan to sleep. Finally Arlan got up and washed his face. After that he went to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee so that his eyes returned Not sleepy. once finished he came back closer to Devan.

" I'd better do my job. Rather than me waiting for Devan but doing nothing" Parlan got up and took his laptop. After turning it on he picked up the laptop charger that was left behind. While waiting for loading the OS from his apple laptop bitten not too long ago, Parlan noticed his baby who was moving his legs and hands. Parlan kept this look at his son's behavior. Again he focused on the laptop that He had turned on.

" I can't keep going like this. But I also can't bear to let Miana alone face everything. If I resign from this job, it means that I have wasted Miana whose real father has entrusted to me" Parlan muttered alone.

" But I also can't let my son alone continue unattended from me. Both are equally important. Hufftts... Why Miana had to be born in the middle of a family that wanted to hurt her. Too bad for you Miana" Parlan still continued muttering to herself.

" Okay, I'll do my best for my own son Devan, as well as for miana" in his words, as if Parlan had promised himself. And he was again preoccupied with the laptop screen in front of him. I don't know what Parlen did in front of the laptop screen, for sure, Parlan is not just anyone. Yes, he is a driver. But in education, he is an S2 graduate. Many have offered better jobs than their current jobs. What Parlan looks like is a driver. But the driver was just a side job for him. There's a steady job Parlan has.

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