Nandithas
FINALLY MOTHER ANGRY

When you are hated, however good you will still look bad. As sincere as you are, you will be accused of full intent. Never mind you in action, be quiet you will still be wrong.

So staying yourself is a choice. Good or bad, not from the eyes of others, but from your own heart and mind.

Nandita stepped leisurely, humming cheerfully as if nothing had ever happened.

Two cups of unsweetened avocado juice, swinging along on his left hand.

He deliberately only bought his parents, his heart was still hot. He was not willing to have the money he could so painstakingly enjoy by someone who never appreciated him.

"Bundaaaa,,, bangeeet kangen...." From far away he had reached out to be embraced by the woman who had given birth to him. He deliberately showed the cohesiveness of mother and child in the eyes of the julid women.

Can he behave like a child?? All this time he was forced to grow up by circumstances.

"Aduuuuhh you are still spoiled, see this ga shy is the same aunt also om you??" The mother acted perfectly.

"Why should I be ashamed? Mother right my mother, my property, time of shame?? If you take advantage of the rights of others for yourself, you should be ashamed...." Apparently the war is not over.

Nandita's heartache, which was attacked by two of his tantas, apparently became a coal lighter that he had been damming.

"Ehm what did you bring??" The father shifted the topic so as not to get hotter. He knew, during this time the wife was also often upset with the attitude of her sisters. Grateful mother Santi is very respectful of the husband, so he always refrained from arguing with his brothers-in-law.

"Yes, this is unsweetened avocado juice for your father, the sweetener I change using honey"

Nandita smiled cheerfully

"Waaaahh segeeer this great," Mother exclaimed as she took the plastic wrap in her son's hand.

"It's father's" His wife gave him one glass

"Dad just bring in, who knows grandpa wants to try"

Dad took the juice and took it straight into Grandpa's nursery.

Nandita and the mother were engrossed in telling stories as if they were both. Aunt Sari and Aunt Goddess on the sofa next door were watching television. The husbands have gone home.

"Sir Byan has your phone?"

Ask your mother after the juice runs out

"Ga Bun's.... At least a chat,,,. I said yesterday that Grandpa was sick. He said he was sorry he couldn't go home, couldn't get permission suddenly he said"

"Yes mother can also just chat, every on the phone is always busy"

Mother confided with her son.

On the sofa next to the two women poke each other when they hear the chat mother and child. They're looking for a gap for Julid back.

"Life is not too ambitious to have a lot of money, until willing children are told to work far in order to show off success"

The unfiltered mouth of Aunt Dewi in action.

"It's normal, mba, let's get rich quick,. Understand all this time there is no one likes us who are more dear to the father, than boys."

Aunt Sari chimed.

Meanwhile, Santi and Nandita looked at each other. Didn't expect that their chatter was heard by the wolf duo.

"Part of the money will not be brought to death as well, the ambition is really to be a person. Emang if later sick, it is considered good if no one takes care of because the child wanders far." Aunt Goddess returned to insinuate her brother-in-law

"We also don't know mba,,, what real children do work there?? Children today when in free love, right, kebablasan. Let it be considered great to come home with a lot of money, he knows the results of selling themselves. Uupz"

Aunt Sari closed her mouth, as if realizing the mistake of her speech.

"Well that's Sari,,,, don't make the family's good name so broken. Rich children mba school friends first, he said work outside the city, home taunya already two-bodied. When asked to be forced by his mother's father, he did not know the father of the child in his stomach. Because he has so much."

Well don't get our families rich like that,,,. Sok-sokan so the stewardess knows she's selling herself. Working away from parents, so you can freely sleep with many men." The words of Aunt Dewi are indeed as sharp as razor, slashing the heart of a mother.

Ms. Santi stood up, stepped up and grabbed the arm of Aunt Dewi squeezing it firmly.

"You talk too much Goddess!!" Mother's voice sounded heavy with emphasis.

"Who would you dare to judge my son as despicable? I have been silent for decades, because I have great respect for my husband Darma. But if you despise my son, forget me as a wife!! remember me as a mother!!

Not satisfied with just squeezing the arm, the other hand held the chin of Aunt Goddess firmly as well.

"My husband and children probably won't do this to you, even if you hurt them greatly. Because there's the same blood flowing through your body. But me, I will not hesitate to make your rotten mouth bleed if I hear the words of the trash coming out of here once again!!"

Mother Santi took off both of her hand clutches. He stepped up, pulled Nandita's hand and left the room with a still burning emotion.

While the two julid humans were still very, very surprised by the incident just now. So fast, so scary. They did not even dare to breathe.

The face of the pale Aunt Goddess. It was as if blood was afraid to flow. His hand trembled even just to take a drink from the hand of Aunt Sari he could not. So that Aunt Sari who helps get closer to her mouth.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Darma came out of the father's room, and was confused to find the frightened faces of his two half brothers.

"Ask the same wife and children mas, they are not Goddess until fear like this? Mother's son is the same, both bar-bar. Teach them mas, in order to treat the family better" Aunt Sari nagged.

"Well who did this??" Mr. Darma's face flushed.

"This is mas see, the same hand cheek mba Dewi to this extent persecuted your wife. Your child is also mas, threatening to tear the mouth of the Goddess earlier"

Mr. Darma took a deep breath. Trying to suppress anger at the two women before him. He knows how his wife and son are. If his wife does violence, it means their actions have gone too far. Moreover, Nandita to speak disrespectfully to her Tantenya. It was a sign that they had awakened the other side of his son.

Mr. Darma cannot blame the two women he loves. He was even very grateful to have Miss Santi as his wife. For behind her barbaric attitude, she was a kind and gentle woman. So patient, never demanding.

But her name is mother, no matter how gentle she is, she will still turn into a lion if her family is disturbed.

"You are too trivial to judge my son and wife. I won't stop them from doing that, because I know that until that happens, it means you're out of bounds. All this time why was my wife silent when you were acting? Because he still considers you brothers-in-law, he still respects me as his husband, and father as his father-in-law. But if she does violence to you, that means the other side of her as a woman, a mother, you've hurt."

Mr. Darma's voice sounds creepy. It scared his two sisters.

"I know who you are, even from childhood I have known you. The envy, envy, and ambition instilled by your mother made it all this way. I'll shut up if it's only father's treasure that you're good at. I've already explained all that. Take everything, I don't matter. But don't you ever dare disturb my little family. Because I won't be willing to protect you from the wrath of my children and wife." The two people in front of him just silently lowered their heads.

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Nandita had two days off, two days he did not meet Mira. The grandfather who felt healed, apparently has not been allowed to go home because there is another diagnosis obtained by the examining doctor. He still needs to be treated in a few days in the hospital. And Nandita who did not have busyness, offered to take care of the grandfather. Think of it as a blessing to an older person.

"Ditaaaa,,,," the grandfather called out to him. Somehow the old man felt comfortable with the grandson he rarely met. There was such a strong affection that he did not want his grandson to be far away from him.

"A little cake, Dita still makes milk for grandpa."

"Don't get too hot, Grandpa doesn't like it. Trus added sugar, don't get rich yesterday it feels Ambar."

"It's a cake, it's been packed with added corn sugar. Don't ask for more, remember grandpa's high blood sugar. Don't get Grandpa's doctor here any longer."

The threat of the grandson was only returned by the man's lips.

"That's the doctor's excessive, then grandfather's not allowed to go home. People at home grandpa eat as usual, never grandpa eat sweets so. Yes, you say high blood sugar"

"Grandfather,, people with high blood sugar are not just those who eat a lot of sugar directly. Many foods that contain sugar should also be avoided."

"White rice for example. Especially those that are still hot, it is believed to have a higher sugar content than rice that has been cooled. Bananas too, if it is too old, until there are already black spots on the skin, it is also a sign that it has a higher sugar content." Nandita explained patiently to the grandfather.

"Foods containing carbohydrates should also be avoided. I'll get you any food you can eat every day."

While chatting with his grandfather, his phone rang to stop their conversation.

'Mas Gunadh' muttered and then immediately raised the call.

"Yes, my, what's up??"

"You're still at your parents' house??" Gunadh asked back.

"Yes maybe tomorrow afternoon I'll come back, because the day after tomorrow I have to teach. Not good if the holidays are long. What's the matter with me??"

"there's nothing. Just mastiin aja, tomorrow Mira can not go to your boarding house means yes?"

"Yes not yet donk mas.... Unless you want to meet Mira there, it could be that" Nandita's intentions joked, but was taken seriously by Gunadhyia.

"You can't invite a guy to stay at your hostel. Be careful, people will actually come there and say nothing to you."

Gunadh is unhappy with Nandita's words.

"Yaaa I mean, Mas temenin Mira is there if she wants to go to the boarding house. I'm not at the boarding house,."

"I don't like it when you take a guy to your hostel."

"Yes mas,,," replied Nandita resigned. He thinks Gunadh's attitude is natural because Mira often comes to the boarding house. Just like his father was always worried about him, so Gunadh worried about Mira's safety. So was Nandita's innocent mind.

"Who is that?" The grandfather asked immediately after the phone connection was cut off.

"Cakeholder..." Answer the grandson briefly.

"Temen kok called him mas,,. Don't you want to tell Grandpa that it's your future husband?"

"What a grandfather, a girlfriend I don't have. I don't think it was cake, but there's still a wish I haven't achieved."

"You're an adult, you know, you haven't been dating?? What desires have you not yet achieved??

Nandita is happy because Grandpa is now getting close to her. During this time, grandfather only belongs to the cousin of the father's half-brother only. Every time he went to Grandpa's house, he was always preoccupied with many things. So they never spoke intensely all this time.

Seeing his grandson pensive, grandfather touched the grandson's hand

"What haven't you accomplished??" Ask her back

"I, actually I'm going out on the cake country,,,. Want to enjoy the snow, breathe the cool air of the European continent, see old buildings that still remain sustainable. I want in my youth, I am content to adventure first. So I have a story when I have kids. That's why, besides me teaching, I also work side by side with the person who called me earlier"

"What do you do,,?? Don't do anything weird, Dita, don't let grandfather down."

Not yet finished Nandita's story, the grandfather had cut it.

"Dengerin used to be a cake,,, Main serobot aja, already kayak kenek angkot sebutkan passengers." Nandita protest.

"I've been working on her son's guard, her name is Mira. She's in fourth grade at SD. Her mother's father is divorced, she lives with her father. But this little boy likes to run away with cake, wants to find his mother. Her mother lives abroad. Well, I once said he was fit to be persecuted by paid thugs. Gratitude can escape, but because he was in Jambak and slapped he became traumatized. Well I work yes ngajak the child play to forget the trauma as not nanyain mother continues.