Love Dafizza
The Part 10
Daffin POVs
I arrived home at 4 p.m. After delivering Hanum to his house, I immediately went gas to the house. I heard that mom and dad are going to get home today.
It turned out to be true, mama was already standing at the door like she was waiting for something. He looked at me with a sharp look and wanted to get angry.
"Daffin Faaz Ilham Arkarna, where is Echa?" ask with emotion.
I understand if mama has given my full name a sign of a small apocalypse will happen. I quickly had to defend myself. Again, this is because of the woman.
"So he came home first, wasn't he home?" ask me with heart.
"Why did he get ahead, you must be busy with your girlfriend."
"Ma, he's got legs, he's got his own life so where does he want to be with Dari." I replied.
"If anything happens to her, she goes on a hunger strike" said the mother walking in front of me in a lashing style.
Mama, mama, age already wants 4 heads but still like that. Mom is still like a girl. And I still see at 38 a mother has a child.
"Ma, don't sulk dong, Daf will look for ya." persuade me while following mama.
I should be able to persuade my mother because otherwise papa would reprimand me. He asked for forgiveness from his mother. Sampe - until his wife scowls one day, then the mastermind who makes his wife scowl it in big trouble.
"Ma don't sulk yes, daf promise to bring him home again as soon as possible" I said persuading mama by kissing the back of his hand.
"Quick find Echa, if not tonight do not meet you eat do not go home
" threaten my mother.
That's how my mom is so unfortunately the same as him. A woman who is considered his son-in-law. I don't know which child to marry. If it's with me, I'm not at all.
I'm gasping into his grandmother's house. I know that grandma and her aunt are still in town. But when we got there we found no clues.
"Well can - can be satay I'm equally papa if he does not meet, he is also papa's favorite. Because papa is also friendly with his papa.
"Akhhhhh shit, make a bother with this one child, damn if married to him later" I said annoyed.
I drove my car home quickly. But his house still looked empty. I tried knocking on his door. But no one came out.
"Where is this, how lonely is it? the time of the rich man's house without strict care." I murmured to myself.
I tried knocking on the door again. The open door showed a woman who was about 50 years old.
"Assalamualaikum, I'm sorry if there's an Echa here?" ask for heart - heart.
"Waalaikumsalam, there is den, the lady since she came home just locked herself in the room, has not eaten also since school, what's wrong with the lady?" ask one of the servants of this house.
"Izin up ya mbok." said directly to the upper room.
I rushed to the upper room for fear that he was the reason - Napa. Why am I worried about him.
I opened the door handle of his room. Fortunately, he was not locked in the door of his room. I saw him sitting in the dark of the room. All light access is tightly closed.
I saw her crying in the dark of this room. I turned on the lights but she was crying. She cried sitting in her study chair.
"What's wrong?" Ask me gently
He didn't answer anything. I approached her and gave her another warm hug.
"You don't have to tell me if it's hard, let's go home, mama cariin."
"But I still want to sleep here." he whined while wiping away his tears.
"Please cooperate because this is my mother's request." I said rather begging him.
He just stayed still without moving or without even uttering a word again.
"Do I need to carry" I said again to make him grusuk grasak.