I Love the Light
Fear

Dinner is now finished and without the presence of Gilang who has been informed will have dinner with Bayu his assistant.

The light has been introduced by Jelita to her two in-laws, her husband Gavin and her last daughter Grizelle. Everyone welcomes the Light so well that it makes the Light feel very grateful.

"Hmm, thank you Light, this dinner is great. Said Bik Narti, you cooked it all," Gavin opened a voice that was responded with a nod of the head by all those at the dinner table, confirming Gavin's statement.

"Together, Sir. I'm happy that everyone likes my cooking" said Light politely.

"Yes! hopefully you feel at home, work here," Melinda who is Gavin's mother opened her voice.

"Yes, Madam!" sahut Light.

"Call me oma! I'm old because" sambar Melinda who does not like to be called a mistress from long ago

"But ...."

"No but-but! you call me Oma, just like my two grandchildren," Melinda immediately interrupted Light's speech.

"Ba-good, Oma!" the Light finally.

"Well, so much better," Melinda smiled happily. "Emm, looks like I'm going to the TV room first. Oma stayed first huh," Melinda stood up from her chair and walked out of the dining room followed by Ganendra the husband. Not long after, Gavin also stood up from his chair, followed by Jelita and Grizelle.

After the dining room was empty, Light swiftly cleaned the dining table and washed all the eating utensils. Then after everything was clean, the Light went back into his room.

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The light has now been seen changing clothes and lying on top of her bed. Very soft and comfortable bed. This was completely different from his bed mattress in the parlour.

The girl's eyes, glaringly staring at the ceiling of her room, recalled the story she had experienced all along. Suddenly, a clear liquid dripped down her cheeks and immediately rubbed against her. This is how he really is. In front of people he would always smile, trying to show that he was okay. However, when he was alone, tears would always accompany the girl.

"Mama, Papa, I miss you both" muttered the Light with sparkling eyes.

Just as Light was about to close his eyes, there was a ringing sound coming from inside his butut bag. The light instantly woke up from his sleep, and picked up the thing that was ringing from inside his bag. There was a butut phone, which had been tied up with a kitchen rubber, flickering as a sign of someone contacting him.

"Hello, Mom!" light said to the person who called, who was none other than the mother of the parlor, the woman who loved him very much, like her own biological daughter. The woman who gives her sincere affection.

"Hallo, Son. How, are you okay? is the employer you work for good? have you eaten yet?" ask the woman across there in a row. It was clear that the woman was very worried about the state of Light.

"Just ask one-on-one dong, ma'am. Aya would be confused to answer which one," protested Light, with a smile, although she knew that the woman across there would not be able to see her smile.

There was a little laugh from across the street. Yes, such is the mother of the orphanage who is often called by Sukma's mother. The woman always gave sincere attention and affection to all the children of the orphanage, not least the Light. The woman was always never absent to ask how the children she was raising were doing. Especially now, the Light that just came out of the parlour. It makes Sukma's mother worried about the state of Light.

"It's like you don't know your mother, Aya. I'm really worried, son is with you. I'm afraid you're getting bad treatment from the employer where you work," said Sukma's mother.

The light smiled again, hearing the words of Sukma's mother. "Mother just relax. I'm fine here, Mom and my employer are all good people. I also ate earlier, Mom." said Light, calming Sukma's mother.

"Thank God, then." said Sukma, relieved. "Son Light, do you really want to work there? you'd better come back here, son. You can help your mother to take care of your sisters," Sukma again tried to persuade Light to rethink working as a maid.

"Mom, my decision is already unanimous. I know, if the condition of the parlour is not too good now. It's time for me to work, Mom. Light will help ease the burden on the mother, even if it is only a little. Now, I just pray for Aya's work to be smooth," said Light straightforwardly.

Sukma breathed out quite heavily. The woman knew that if the Light was determined, no one would be able to bring down her intentions.

"Well, if that's your decision. If for the matter of prayer, mother of course will never stop to pray for you. Hopefully one day your life will be better in the future, son." said Sukma's mother sincerely.

After speaking for a while longer, Light finally decided on the call after Sukma's mother was about to go to sleep.

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Gilang pulled over the car he drove, after arriving in front of the house. The man stepped into the house with a tired face. How not, today the man was very busy. His important client who came from abroad, will return to his country tonight as well. So, inevitably, he who had come home from the office, was forced to go again to meet the client.

The clock had already shown at eleven o'clock in the evening, when the man set foot inside the house. The man did not go straight up, but first to the kitchen because he felt thirsty.

The kitchen was very quiet and low in light. However, Gilang did not intend to turn on the big lights because the goal was only to drink.

Meanwhile, Light who was also suddenly thirsty, came down from his bed and immediately stepped towards the kitchen. The woman was also just like Gilang who had no intention to turn on the lights.

Jelita's heart was pounding, as soon as she saw that there was a shadow in front of the dispenser.

"It looks like it's a thief. I can't let it go. I should be able to catch him, "inner Light while grabbing the broom she had already puffed up where it was. Then, the woman walked very slowly, approaching the shadow that she was certain of the man.

"Dead you, die you! you fucking thief!" maki Cahaya while hitting the broom in her hand to Gilang's body many times.

"Okay, sick, sick! pekik Gilang while trying to catch a broom that was struck by the Light.

"Racaine! don't try to steal here!" the Light that was all his might trying to maintain the broom in his hand.

"God!" silang screams so that Light's legs kick a very valuable object of his, let alone try if not his deadly weapon hidden behind his pants.

"What's this?" suddenly a big light came on, and the kitchen was instantly bright.

"Here, ma'am, sir, there is someone who intends to steal here" said Light to two people who had just arrived, who are Gavin and Jelita while pointing at Gilang.

"What thieves? it's good to accuse me of being a thief" said Gilang with a grimacing face in pain.

"Tu-Tuan Gilang," muttered Light with a frightened look, especially when he saw Gilang's very sharp and cruel gaze towards him.

"Pardon me, Sir! I really don't know if it's you," Light lowered his head, not daring to stare at Gilang's red face.

"Other times, don't just hit people. You want to take responsibility if I have anything? Do you have money to take me to the doctor?" snarled Gilang who did not care at all about the body of Light that was trembling from fear.

"Already, already! The light knows nothing that it is you. So don't blame the light. It's your own fault that you didn't turn on the lights" Gavin opened his voice, blaming the child.

Gilang snorted and stepped out of the kitchen with an annoyed look on his face.

"Son of Light, forgive your mother's child! she might be too tired today, so it's easy to get emotional," Jelita approached the Light who was completely frightened.

"I'm the one who should be apologizing, Mom. I hit Mr. Gilang earlier," said the Light with a trembling voice holding back a cry.

"Yes, it's okay. Now you go back to your room. Tomorrow I'm sure Gilang will not be angry again" said Jelita back.

"Good, Mom!" Light stepped out of the kitchen into his room. The thirst he had felt evaporated somewhere.

Tbc