My Son Is My Strength
Mamma...

"So, if he's not my son. You're still gonna spit out harsh words like that?" bian asked with his sharp gaze, his aura of anger filled the crowd which made everyone look at him become frightened and retreated slowly.

Without realizing it there was a woman who was watching all the scenes from behind.

"Bu-not that, sir." Said the mother trembling, not daring to stare at the figure of Bian who was very dominating the crowd.

"Then, what do you mean to say all that to my son? To make it like this! I've never scolded him, let alone snapped at him like that." The sharp gaze drawn from Bian was never released from the mother. He could not accept that someone he loved was treated like this.

"Sorry, Sir." Back the mother could only apologize, with her voice still trembling.

"Your apologies are nothing like what my son is going through right now, and I don't want you to apologize." Bian turned to look at the child who is now hiding holding his mother's shirt from behind. He was very afraid to see the aura of anger from Bian. "But that kid has to apologize to my son!" Bian continued firmly, pointing at the boy with the look in his eyes.

"Quickly you apologize." The mother whispered, pulled her son forward and apologized to Azzam the son of her husband's boss.

The boy came forward, but did not apologize to Azzam. He looked down in fear, looking at the expression of Bian.

Bian who saw the boy had not apologized, immediately asked him a question.

"What made you utter all these harsh words to my son? Do you feel so good that it's easy to say all that?" bian asked looking at the figure of the child from top to bottom.

"N-no." His words let out that voice with great difficulty, it felt. gulping his saliva was very difficult when dealing with this adult who was in front of him.

"Then?" bian asked raising one eyebrow.

The boy was silent, silent, not saying anything. No way, he had to be honest what actually made him say and do all this to Azzam.

It is impossible that he said that he envied intelligence and Azzam who had many friends, unlike those who had few friends.

So he began to instigate his friend and his friend Azzam. With the proposition Azzam did not have a father like them, so that his friend and his friend Azzam would not be friends with Azzam anymore.

Bian stared intently at the mother, alternating with her son. Make the mother act before Bian does something bad to them and their family later, especially the husband's job.

"Quickly you apologize." Urge his mother, pinch the child's plan to quickly apologize to Azzam who is now in Bian's arms. The boy who had been silent, silent, not saying anything, now began to apologize.

"I-I'm sorry." He said slowly, apologizing to Azzam.

"Are you listening to him, boy?" bian asked Azzam who was now calmer like never before. While wiping Azzam's head with affection, the aura of his anger that had peaked. Either lost, replaced with a gentle aura and affection. Like a father who loves his son.

Azzam shook his head, because he did not hear the apology of his classmate.

"Look! My son didn't listen to your apology." Bian looked back at the boy unfriendly.

"A true apology, raise your voice." The mother's whisper pinched her son harder than before.

"Akkhh." The moaning nodded quickly, obeying the mother's request.

"A-Azzam, I-I'm sorry. I-I'm really sorry for having said such harsh words to you, I-I'll never repeat them." His words apologized, whether sincere or not, the important thing is that he apologized for fear of Bian's figure and so that his mother did not pinch him again.

"Do you accept his apology?" Bian looked at Azzam fixedly, affectionately.

Azzam nodded, accepting the apology of his friend. He has been taught well by Arini wants his grandmother to always forgive someone who wronged him, even though they have not apologized let alone have apologized like this.

Seeing Azzam's nod, Bian nodded. He rubbed Azzam's head again very gently, proud of his easy attitude to forgive others.

"This must have been taught by Arini." Bian muttered inwardly, smiling. "Would he take advantage of all my mistakes, like Azzam forgives others?" ask in the heart.

"How, Master? Do you forgive me and my son?" the mother asked timidly, giving herself to ask because she did not see the aura of anger anymore from Bian.

Bian stopped his activities by rubbing Azzam's head, staring at the mother and child in turn.

"Because my son has already nodded. So, today you are forgiven." Bian said that made the mother and child feel relieved, before he said again and made them feel restless again even more than before. "And be prepared to receive a gift from me! Your own husband will take it for you." Said Bian smiling obliquely, which made everyone dumbfounded let alone the mother and child.

Not the name Bian, if not to teach a lesson to someone who dares to disturb his life and also the people he loves.

"Come boy, now we're home." Said Bian turned his body, still holding Azzam.

Azzam nodded, not answering. Because he was still thinking about the gift that Bian, the one who had helped him, the one who had always accompanied him in the days of Aunty Arumi was late to pick him up.

"Do people who make mistakes have to be rewarded?" azzam asked innocently, dizzy thinking about the gift. He asked Bian.

"Yes, they should be given a gift." Bian answered a plain question from Azzam, smiling.

"Why?" azzam asked again, still not understanding.

"Because it has been watching us, it is more than watching itself." Bian explained, making Azzam nod a little understanding.

"Oh... So they're doing all that because of our equal attention?" azzam asked to make sure, and Bian nodded.

"Hmmm, then, I'll buy you a lot of chocolates for friends who have been mean to me." Said Azzam smiling sweetly at the thought of that, while thinking about the face of his friends greedy brown.

"Of course, and don't forget to say thank you for watching you." Said Bian chuckling small looking at Azzam's innocent behavior.

"Hm, I'll say that." Azzam nodded steadily.

Back Bian chuckled small, looking at this innocence behavior. He rattled Azzam's hair.

"Azzam." Call a woman, who gets the two people busy with their activities diverted to the source of the sound.

Degs...

Degs...

Degs...

"Aakhh...why is my heart always racing like this, if it meets him? Is this a punishment from nature, for having done so much wrong to her?" bian murmured in his heart, could not control the heart that was spurred so quickly if he always met Arini.

"Mamaa...." Shouted Azzam excited, because today his mother who picked him up.

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