I Hate You But I Miss You (Hate But Miss)
Uncle, thank you

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Glesty had just arrived and adjusted her breathing, she instead got a slap in her face, making everyone there surprised instead of playing.

Jamb..

The woman who had just slapped Glesty suddenly sat on the floor, not ready to receive a strong push from Arles' one hand.

"Mama.." call Arles, let everyone know, it turns out the woman who just got slapped was Glesty who was Arles' mother.

Arland and Ibunyu were the most surprised by this.

Arles hugged his mother's body with one hand, as if to show that he was a protector for his mother.

"Tante, don't you dare hit my mama!" He yells at the mother of his mischievous friend, who turns out to be also naughty.

Some of the people there helped the woman to get back on her feet. He feels very angry at this moment.

"Hey.. You mother and son, you two are so amazing well, you.... How do you teach this child? why is he being such a rude kid? Huh uh?" the woman yelled at Glesty and Arles.

Glesty doesn't know what's really going on. Why should he be slapped in front of all these people. Of course, it was not only the pain in his face that he felt, but also the extreme shame. He did not even dare to look around, so he did not realize there were two people in his past who were watching this.

"Sorry ma'am, but why did you have to slap me.."

"Because your son, no, your ILLEGITIMATE SON has harmed my son." Just as Glesty wanted to speak, the woman again uttered her rude words, and deliberately pressed the word bastard, pointing her finger at Arles' face.

"Fix, this little boy is my grandson! my grandson." Omba in the heart. Now his eyes emit clear details. He cried happily knowing that Arles had no father.

Glesty felt increasingly humiliated. His tears just came out even though he wasn't crying. This sentence felt even more painful than the slap he had just received.

"Please keep your word"

"Which words should I keep? isn't it true that your son doesn't have a father? Am I wrong? Heh, just look at this look of yours, are you out of the house wearing a mini negligee like this? Of course you want to show off your body, right?

It was very desirable that Glesty raised her hand to slap the mouth of this woman in front of her.

"DIAM.. evil aunt, aunty is not polite scolding my mother in front of many people. I'm not an illegitimate child.I have a papa .all eyes are on Arles who is now back screaming.

"But papa I'm dead" he continued. Arland and oma who heard it instantly widened their eyes.

"Aunty is the same as a aunt who likes to insult me. You're both naughty."

The woman again glared her eyes, furious that Arles dared to go against her.

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Ungoverned, Arland's feet stepped toward Glesty. All he thought at this moment was that Glesty would soon be his again. Arland took off the jass he was wearing and put it on Glesty's body. Everyone there again gasped.

Glesty directed her gaze at the face of the person who was nearby at this moment. "Arland?" Glesty called out that name with a lot of feeling. Arland only showed his flat face.

"This is my business card. Give the administration officer a call to me about all the medical and care expenses for the two children." His words to the woman who had no stop spying on the mother and child he loved so much.

Arland looked at the other victim's parents, and saw the woman just nodding to Arland.

Arles who saw Arland being nice to his mother thanked him.

"Uncle, thank you.." Then the boy held Glesty's hand and took her away. "Mama, let's go home."

Glesty who with her mixed feelings and head contents at this moment, felt shocked by the voice of her little boy's invitation.

Glesty no longer knew what to say. The woman who had been angry with him had also been silenced because of Arland. The man has already overcome the hospital costs he should have been charged, even Arland also mentioned the additional compensation he would give to the families of the victims, he said, and it slightly saved Glesty's self-esteem that had just been trampled.

Arles slightly forced his mother to step with him to leave. "Mama, let's go."

Glesty had to step in her child's footsteps.

Arland though? He's speechless. She did not want the woman and her son to leave her. He went after both.

Glesty, Arles, wait!" He held Glesty's hand.

Now Glesty's two hands are each in the hands of two people, namely Arland and Arles. And, there was someone who was crying with a smiling face looking at the three at the moment from quite a distance away.

"Arland, don't take that hand off son. Bring him back to you, or go where he's going, son. Mama believes the mother and son are yours. " Mama only spoke in her heart from a distance.

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Glesty silently looked at her hand held tightly by Arland, but this time the grip felt very soft, no longer as painful as the time of their first meeting while in the discotheque.

"Uncle, why did uncle hold my mother?" ask Arles.

Glesty slowly shifted her gaze from that grasp, onto Arland's face. He wanted to see how the man would react to Arles' question.

Now that their eyes met, the eyes of the two stared at each other and both took out the details from there.

"Uncle,,,, I, I don't need uncle pura to be my papa anymore. Because I, uh, don't need papa." Arles firmly with a soft voice, but the look of his face he pointed towards Glesty.

There was a sense of disappointment in Arles' heart towards Arland. "Uncle has disappointed me. Uncle ignored me when I called papa." Arles forcibly took off his mother's hand which was in Arland's. "Let's mom..." Flat talk.

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Seriate.

Thor nanggung, less greget, not exciting.

sorry, author I have no focus.

Gaese.. Thank you. ttp diggu well up gaes🙏