Forced to Become a Savings Woman
Other Problems Appear 2
“Alea, why?!” shouted a middle-aged man, who was the Father of Alea.
Quickly, Alea immediately smothered her mouth with her glaring eyes in shock because of this incident.
“Nothing, Yah!” yelled Alea from inside the room, which made her father confused by it.
Alea was still living with her father in a fairly modest house. He still has a home to go home to, but not a family to shelter. Home for him, is just a place to rest and shelter from the rain.
Alea lives in a broken home family. Their father and mother had been divorced for a long time, and their mother decided to remarry another man. Her father decided to take care of Alea, and did not want to build another household out of fear of falling apart again like his experience with Alea's Mother.
Alea was a girl lacking in affection, so whatever she did was completely unknown to her parents. Her father was also very busy, so could not make time for Alea. Although she had taken her time, the grown-up Alea had restricted herself from her father, with a solid wall. He greatly respects his privacy.
Meanwhile there, Azka was daydreaming about Alea. He felt very guilty, for doing something that was not good for Alea. His words were very short-spoken, thus making him feel even more guilty about Alea.
“Not finished the problem this morning, there is a new problem. Why the first day of school, I even get problems like this, well?” muttered Azka, looking up at the ceiling of her room.
TOK ... TOK ... GECK!
Someone knocked on the door of Azka's room, making Azka's daydream instantly crumble because of it. Azka got up from her bed, and sat on the edge of the bed while picking up her novel book that was on her chest.
“Azka, can Mother enter?” ask a woman, who turns out to be the mother of Azka.
“Please, Mother!”
Hearing Azka's approval, the middle-aged woman entered Azka's room. He came to bring a glass of milk, as he used to do to Azka before Azka went to sleep.
The opposite of Alea's life, Azka's life was very successful in anyone's eyes. His wealth, the affection that his parents gave him, education and counseling every day, made Azka a person who grew very well under the upbringing of both parents.
The woman placed the glass she was carrying, on the table next to Azka's bed. After that, he looked closely at his son.
“You haven't slept?” ask mother.
Azka smiled briefly, “Not yet, Mommy.”
“What keeps you awake?” ask again.
“I'm reading a novel, Mother. Maybe soon will sleep,” said Azka, who very gently answered questions from the mother who had given birth to him.
His mother smiled in front of him, “Alright, don't get too late. Tomorrow you go to school.”
Hearing her mother's words, Azka could only nod to hear them.
“Thank you for the milk, Mother.”
His mother smiled, “Sama-sama. Mother out yes.”
“Ya, good night Mother.”
“Goodnight.”
The woman also left Azka's room, so Azka could sigh with relief.
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