
Goddess sculpting. For the first time in his life, he found the boy snarling in anger.
Raul loved and respected the Goddess. Raul is a good boy who understands their situation. She always whispers 'I love Mama' or 'thank you, Mama' because everything the Goddess does, must always be the best for Raul's own life.
But she was only with her mother because of her hair? The foreign girl's hair?
"You're mad at Mama just for that?"
"Lana's got me!" yell Raul wrath. "The right thing is that she is me, not Mama! My mom agreed!"
Emotions rule over Goddesses. His hands were pounding the table, standing looking at his son. "So you screamed at Mama just because of the hair?! Just put him another hair! You have a lot!"
"That's different!" Raul seemed so emotional that he kicked the table upside down. "Lana's hair is mine too! How many times should my mom tell you?!"
"Rul!"
The boy suddenly stopped being angry, but just stared flatly. "Mama ruined my toy."
The Goddess' face suddenly turned pale. As Raul's mother, Dewi knew full well that Raul only put on that face when he was very angry. And, that sentence ...the sentence that she said just now, the Goddess could even hear it in a dream.
"Mama, he ruined my toy" Raul said in the past.
"Ma, my toys are broken," raul fights his teens first.
"You ruined my toy" Raul told the person who bullied him.
Already repeatedly, thousands of times perhaps, the Goddess heard that.
More than anyone Dewi knows that Raul.
"Rul." The goddess softened her face and rushed to grab the child's hand. "Mama wrong. Mom emotion. Mama's sorry, dad? I don't think you like her hair either. If Mama knew, Mama would not rusakin. Mama's sorry."
"Raul, Mama forgot. Mom enggak—"
"But Mama said the one who merrusakin' our stuff is a bad guy." Raul pulled his hand. "Mama made up my toys. Lana's hair."
"Raul—"
"I know. I know Mama's different." Raul turned. "I'm not going to be the enemy's mother. But before Lana's hair comes back, I won't talk to Mama."
Raul approached Lana who stood silently watching everything. The young man's expression instantly softened and held Lana's hand like a fragile glass.
"Lana, are we going to the salon? Lana's hair fixation. No pa-pa, I'll come back later. I'm sure Lana's hair will be long again."
Lana stared at Raul's face.
Hey, is that just Lana's feeling? Or is it true that this person—no, this demon .. is it true that he was angry because his doll hair became no longer beautiful?
Is it just Lana's feeling that she doesn't care a bit about Lana but she only cares about all the things she likes about Lana?
"Lana's hair." Raul held onto his hair as if he could cry loudly right now. "Lana's hair will be beautiful again. I promise."
Lana's lips trembled as her tears fell back. How could he think Raul was angry for his sake?
He's just mad because his toys aren't good anymore!
"Lana, don't be sad. From now on no one will dare to hold Lana except me. I promise."
He's so disgusting!
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