Hidden Leaning
Baby

Because he is now ten years old, read the man looks increasingly closed off from the crowded thing, he was drowned in a puddle of trauma that held him for five years ago.

"Sir ..." A five-year-old girl approached him and grabbed Sagara by the hand.

"Stay away from me!" Sagara brushed off the little girl's hand until it bounced back and fell on the floor. Actually he did not intend to do so to his sister but I don't know his emotions are always overflowing with causes that he does not know, and the girl named Baby who is always his outlet.

Baby cries because his brother does not want to be friends with him, he even feels jealous when his friend is treated well by their brother.

"Bas on the son of a geek." Again and again Sagara called it so, making the little boy leave with a blurry view because it was covered by his tears.

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"Mama, what's a pick-up boy?" ask Baby to Kyara. The little baby was disturbed by the words of the pickle boy that Sagara threw at him, the little girl looked curiously at the face of her mother who was now feeding her.

"Where did you get the word from." Dirga approached towards the daughter of his believers.

Baby folded his mouth tightly, he did not want his brother to hate him more because he complained to his parents.

"No Pa. No papa, Baby just asked." at the age of five, Baby was very eloquent in speaking.

Dirga who easily read body gestures because too many people meet, what else is just guessing what is on the mind of his little daughter.

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"How to." Call Dirga slowly, he approached his son who was in his room.

"Is there anything Papa's here for? Because he was busy." the boy was too busy to look away from the computer screen in front of him.

"What did you tell your sister?" ask Dirga directly.

"Did he complain?" Because he looks not like a kid his age. He was increasingly clueless about what happened to his son, he had even taken Gara to some of the best psychiatrists in the country but the boy still did not say what he had in his nature on the gray night that robbed him of all his innocence.

"Don't be too rude with your sister!" Dirga sat on her son's bed.

The little girl was eavesdropping with tears soaking her cheeks.

"Yes, Baby is not your real sister." said Dirga, he did not know if the little girl was stealing hear from outside the room Gara.

Degs...

"Sit's right, Brother, because I don't like me." said Baby, "It turns out I'm wrong, I have to go so that Sister doesn't hate me." The little girl carried an ice crim cup in her hand. I don't know where the goal is.

"Then what should Papa, return it to Uncle Wiliam? Does Papa have to dig his burrow to return Baby to his parents." said Dirga disappointed.

"What does Papa mean?" Because I don't understand what his father said.

"Baby is the daughter of Uncle William, the one who saved you. He left Baby to your Papa and your Mama."

Sagara was silent as to why he knew this.

"So why don't you like it? She's a sweet girl Gara."

Almost an hour into the two were silent, trying to think about what was happening. Because he's been feeling a little guilty for a long time, he's been antagonizing Baby. Without reason and the boy's sin.

"City ..."

"Papa, Gara, where's Baby going?" Kyara approaches her husband and her biological children asking about the whereabouts of her little daughter.

"Baby's not here." replied Dirga.

"There's no way Pa, obviously I saw Baby coming here with a cup of ice crim he wanted to apologize to Gara" Kyara said.

"Check the Cctv." said Dirga quickly.