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#35 ~Threat From Ibu~

...~Threat From Ibu~...

Seeing that Firo couldn't stand it very much, I felt sorry and walked up to him. With a signal to say it's done. Firo immediately ran to see my painting. "Can't this painting be for me?" firo said his hand while pleading.

"Can't! I'll put this painting on display at the restaurant" I wrote in the book.

"Click.. Can you?" Firo is still begging.

I wrote again, "Can't!"

"Basic stingy!" firo.

I threw away my face, then cleaned up all the painting equipment. "Don't be mad, I'm just kidding." Firo looks at.

I shook my head, ready to be angry too. I should say thank you and sorry I couldn't give it. "Let me help you" Firo said as he took care of the brush.

I smiled at him, we went into the house and put all the painting equipment in the room. My sister Dini told me to go home and not have to stay anymore because my grandmother is healthy and I can wait for her all the time.

Kasian Kak Andri must stay alone as long as Kak Dini is still staying here. It did not feel like the day was getting dark, Brother Andri and the people he brought said goodbye.

"Hani, brother go home first. Sketches of the building so tomorrow can be directly done, about our plans about the company, Hani just wait," said Kak Andri.

"Don't cry left me," said Kak Dini while sticking out her tongue.

I approached him and held the belly of Kak Dini, I prayed in the heart that the child in the womb is healthy. Brother Dini smiled and said, "Take good care of Auntie...." Brother Dini held my hand.

After that all went including Firo, it was just me and Grandma. The night came when Grandma and I ate together, "Hani, you had a dream that your mother came here and scolded you" said Grandma.

"Forgot that dream, mother will never come here" I replied with a gesture.

After finishing the meal, Grandma asked me to drive her to the living room, Grandma wants to watch tv. Watching the drama you used to watch. I wash the dishes in the back.

While he was busy washing the dishes came the sound of knocking on the door, "Open the door," a voice like people want to get angry.

I rushed straight to the door, where Grandma tried to stand, "Me, Grandma," I gestured to Grandma.

Surprised and astonished when she opened the door, she came again. He forced his way in, then said to Grandma, "How's Mom doing?"

Grandma was really surprised to see the person she really hated was in front of her. "GET OUT OF HERE, HOW DARE YOU COME TO SEE YOU!" snapped Grandma.

"Patience first, Mom. I'm here to celebrate with my son and mother-in-law" replied the mother casually.

"OUT!" Grandma shouted out loud.

I who did not want to see Grandma's high blood rise and then fell ill again immediately shook Mom's hand and forced her out of the house. But my hand was patted by Mother, Mother slapped me hard, then said, "How dare you behave disrespectfully with your mother!" say Mother.

"Listen yes, Mom! Mas Hendri is no longer there, it is only natural that I replace him to take care of my son," said Mother while pointing at Grandma.

Grandma started to hold her chest like breathlessness, I immediately ran towards Grandma and lifted her into the room. "Look down, Grandma, I'll always be with you. Let me take care of Grandma's drop off first. Grandma just sleep," I said with a gesture.

I went out and saw Mom, I told her to get out of the house. The rebellious mother doesn't want to go, "Come on Hani, come with me! I make sure your life and your career will be beautiful" she said, holding my hand.

Her sweet words persuaded me to go with her. She continued, "Leave the old man, we live happily."

Hearing Mom say things that shouldn't be said, I felt a lot of heartache, my hand reflexively slapped her cheek. If because of this slap I become an ungodly child, then the mother first becomes an ungodly child.

I really wanted to respect Mom even though she had behaved badly with me, but today I really feel that she doesn't deserve to be called a mother. "Bad! how dare you slap your mother." Mother raised her hand to slap me, but I pat her slap.

My eyes glared, telling him to leave. Mom walked up to the door, before she left, she said, "If you don't want to stay with me, just look at me make sure your life with your grandmother is going to be miserable!"

I don't care about all the threats, if I have to suffer, I'm sincere . The most important thing is that I can still live with Grandma.

Mom left, I locked the door. Slowly I sat down at the door, tears could not be contained. I who have been strengthening myself now must cry again because of my own mother.

How lucky are the other children, other families who are still complete can be with their parents, have a good mother and father and care. Sitting curled up like a person who is desperate, confused should do especially so that the mother does not come again to this house.

I was content to cry, so that my heart would be relieved and a little calmer. After I calmed down I wiped my tears and walked over to Grandma in the room.

Grandma was crying, "Hani." Grandma called me, her hands waving to me.

I approached, Grandma hugged me. Her crying gets louder in my arms. I couldn't stand it anymore, my emotions were going up, my heart ached so much, when I saw Grandma crying like that.

My hands clasped in memory of all mother's treatment of Grandma. How hard I hold back my tears I can't. My tears are not sadness, but explosive anger.

Tonight I slept with Grandma, accompanying her afraid that anything would happen. The already calmer grandmother finally went to sleep as well. I took a picture book, emotions, anger, resentment towards my mother, I poured it in the picture.

I drew Mom's face with a very bad shape, even her face was abstract. A picture that reflects the ugliness of an evil mother. All of father's belongings have been taken with another man, now insult me his son and Grandma.

Look, I believe there will be a payback for every treatment. If only Dad were here, he would have been finished with the bad guys. Come back, protect us from the bad guys, come back to live with us, live a happier life.

After I finished drawing, I tore it small until it was no longer visible form the image. This is how I vent emotions. My eyes are tired, and it feels heavy. I tried to close my eyes, just closed already imagined there was a father in front of me, I woke up again.

Take a deep breath and throw it away slowly. Closing my eyes, I fell asleep soon.

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