Oh ... Other Flowers CEO
Lesu
Chapter 143
"Son... are you inside?" bu Heti asked knocking on the door and slightly looked at the glass.
Bu Heti was surprised to see Azkia sitting down, not moving at all, "Why the Child?" inner Bu Heti.
Slowly the door handle is pressed, thankfully the door is not locked. Mrs Hetti came in and approached the little boy.
"Son. You why? It hurt?" asked Bu Heti, sit down near Azkia.
His hand touched the nape and some of Azkia's limbs, his body temperature was normal. Bu Heti then tried to grab Azkia's head to lift.
"Astagfirullah .... Why are you son? bu Heti asked in surprise, she saw the eyes of this little boy that was puffy, his entire face was wet.
Ms. Hetty looked at the towel hanging, then took it, then rubbed Azkia's face.
"What are you? Tortured again to dad?" ask Mrs Heti, pity.
Azkia shook her head, then Bu Heti asked again. Azkia actually why. If there's anything, Ms. Heti is ready to help. However, it seemed that Azkia did not want to speak at this moment.
"Tell me, let's get you a little prong. Don't keep the problem, you're a kid. Don't have a heartache that's too deep, no good.
"And, mother also can not leave you alone. Comeing! If you still want to cry, at Mom's place. I won't bother you, but if no one's here to monitor. The crybaby, decreed by the devil later," persuaded Bu Heti.
It's true, not just scary. Azkia was a child, it was easy for her mind to get into bad things, whether from the visible or not. Moreover, it is still plain.
Ms. Heti was silent for a moment, she was waiting for the response from the child. A small child can not be forced, even counseled can not like adults, will be easily digested our speech. It took a while to get to his heart.
Meanwhile, at Mona's house.
Mona is ready to go to the office as usual, her elegant style never separated from her ideal body.
"Breakfast is ready, ma'am" said Mbak Idah welcomed his employer when he came to the kitchen.
Mona doesn't respond to Idah. He doesn't want to talk much. However, if Mbak Idah sees Mona, he will see Mona's smile to respond to Ida's greeting. Unfortunately, Idah's mom is doing the dishes, so she turns her back on Mona.
Mona ate the dish as usual, for some reason her heart was still worried. Though she knew her husband was going to his friend's place and obviously they were in a state of emergency, but somehow her heart was always anxious. Is it because the message is not answered? Worry is his feeling. As if something was missing, this situation was very different.
Mona's mouth kept chewing. But his gaze was just out of nowhere.
"Mom, this was yesterday he said to ask for salad, Mbak Idah made it for lunch, must be fresh," said Mbak Idah while handing over fruit and vegetable salad.
"Loh Ma'am. Mommy sick?" mba Idah asked surprised to see Mona's pale face. Her face was as usual. Complete, from lipstick, eyeliner blush, basically makeup like a woman who is good at dressing up. Everything is used even though it still has a natural effect. Lipstick is not nude, but bright pink color is in line with her clean white skin.
How not to keep the state of anxiety, overnight change your own oil, hard struggle with higher stress levels.
Old-time... Ancient.... or karma for Mona?
I don't know. To be a good man, it's hard.
Seriate....