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Incitement

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Yes, it was Gandi who received the news that Rara's marriage with Purba had taken place. He twisted his brain at this moment, not only did he return his heartache to Rara, plus bad news for him.

Azkia who had just come from the bathroom was shocked, looking at her father with a red face. Gandi's face trembled, the veins on his forehead visible. Azkia asked but was afraid.

Gandi's eyeballs were directed at his son, who was still standing by the door. Gandhi's gaze was sharp. Azkia was getting scared.

"You still want to see your mother?" ask Gendy suddenly.

Azkia's eyes sparkled she nodded enthusiastically without thinking there was anything strange in her father's question. The little boy did not know such a thing of drama, what he heard was the truth.

Gandi took a deep breath. He remembered what Daryanto said, if you want to take the child's heart, do not be too hard on your own child.

Because when I could not avenge the pain of Rara, by not giving Azkia to her mother, it was a wound for a Rara. Which mother's heart would be fine if kept away from her child? Even though there are other children, keep imagining it all the time, with children who are not there.

Although Rara looks fine, because she chose to continue living her life. Rather than thinking uncertainly. He gave Azkiah's salvation and growth to the Power. Although Rara was very worried, how would it be if Azkia was beside her father who had promiscuity, drunkenness, gambling and playing women.

"Look!" gandi handed Azkia his phone.

Slowly the tiny foot stepped closer to the father, his small hand extended to reach the phone with the screen already on the photo gallery menu.

Azkia observed whoever was in the photo, not because she forgot her mother's face, but it was quite crowded in the photo. There are some people, especially all of them wear makeup, so it is not easy to recognize. Long enough for Azkia to research who those people were.

However, when he turned to a child similar to himself, he understood it was Azka, his twin brother. Then the grandmother who was not so wearing makeup so easily recognized, suddenly Azkia tears began to pool in her eyeballs. There was a wound in his heart.

Not unhappy with her mother remarrying, but Azkia was not there, as if people did not want her anymore, as if her grandmother, her aunt and Azka had forgotten Azkia.

"Dad. Is this mom?" azkia asked with a trembling voice.

"Yes that's your mother. He's happy without you, isn't he? Why do you keep looking for him? It's free for you to try to meet, not necessarily that she's happy you're next to her."

"But, I don't" said Azkiya.

"If your mother didn't. Why did she marry someone else? Look how happy you are, right? If he loves you, feeling the weight of his life when you are not around, will surely wait for you to come. Not married again."

Gandi tried to heat Azkia, by giving a statement to brainwash the little boy. That the child may hate his mother. So that Gandi will not be bothered anymore a child who whines wants to find his mother.

Azkia put her phone on the table, she had seen the photo once enough. Clearly their smiling faces, Azka who was between her new mother and father, grandmother and aunt Lena who also looked happy in the marriage.

Beta was strong heart of a child who was bound to his mother, if still innocent like that he was easily instigated as well. Feeling that he is unwanted, because there is and there is no Azkia. An Azka alone was enough in their midst. That was Azkia's thought, and envy began to appear in her twin sister.

"Not to think about it. Many activities so as not to feel sad and also why should be sad if people do not want us already. We can live without them. Don't be a whiny. You're a boy" said Gandi.

Gandi grabbed his jacket, not forgetting the phone on the table, then out.

Azkia who has not managed to open her father's phone, to find contact with people she knows it feels free. No more trying to suck Azkia looking for the people she loves.

Kia walked over with gontai, sitting in the corner. His legs bent and hugged him, his little chin above his knees, his eyes straight ahead, his mind somewhere.

The little boy's shoulders began to move irregularly, before long it was heard.

'Mom, why not wait for Kia to come home if you want to have a new father, you want to know what her new father is like. Kia wants to hear when Dad just loves mom, hikz. Later like the father who is now a sick mother again.

Hiks.. hiks, I love you, but why can you be happy without Kia. Sorry if Kia was naughty, sorry Kia often a lot of snacks, sorry Kia often troublesome until I don't seem to remember Kia anymore. Because Kia's a child who often troubles the mother ...

Mother ... Kia does not hate mothers, said Mr. Ustad if he hates mothers sin, but Kia is sprained, Kia wants to be angry why I did not wait for Kia. Do you want to have a new baby again?

In a hurry to get married? Kia soon has a way to meet mom, Kia is trying to meet mom.'

The little boy's lips were rummaging indistinctly, what his words were saying was jumbled to nowhere, according to what his heart and thoughts were. Whether it was wrong or right, his words emerged from an upset and disappointed heart.

Tears were inevitable to drip, his feet wet with water that could not be weathered again from the eyeballs that had now been flushed, his heartache was inevitable.

Meanwhile, Bu Heti was worried, the tumben once was already at nine, why Azkia had not come to his place. Then Bu Heti hurriedly headed to Gandi's rented room.

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