Only Raised Children
18. Wilson Family

In the morning at the Wilson family residence, breakfast with family members has become a mandatory routine in their family. As busy as any activity every day, they will always take the time to eat breakfast together at home. Because for them, opportunities like this are very step by step, considering that some children in the family are no longer living with them.

Throughout the breakfast, there was always talk. Whether about work, personal activities, even to other unimportant things. Like this time, the third child of the family was talking about something that made both parents have to shake their heads.

"Mam, when can I meet a woman as beautiful as Mama. I feel like my life is empty without a woman like Mama. I just want to marry Mama then, because there's no–"

Plaque!

A blow was successfully obtained by a man named Morgan. The beat of the papa made Morgan scream spontaneously.

"Aww!"

"Who do you marry, huh? She's my wife" said her father with glaring eyes.

"Borrow back can be times, Pa," said Morgan who is still with his fad.

"Borrow your teeth. You think my wife is anything."

Morgan and his papa continue to debate that insignificant stupidity. While the beautiful woman named Zara over there who became a grabbing material could only shake her head since then. If the two people were united, then it was certain that Zara would have to prepare a dizzy medicine in her pocket.

She was very surprised, why the figure did not talk much like her husband could be another strange and annoying figure when meeting their third son who is famous for his fad.

But if there is no Morgan with them, it feels like the house looks very quiet. Her husband will return to his factory suit and nothing else will make the atmosphere as crowded as it is today.

Fortunately Morgan did not follow in the footsteps of his sister who wanted to live alone and also not married like his brother. So the house still feels crowded even though only the man is someone who accompanies his parents at home.

"When do you want to argue in front of food?" said Zara as a victim of struggle between her son and husband.

"Honey, your son is crazy–"

"Mas, don't call our children that way" Zara said. "Have known Morgan was just kidding, why are you taking him so seriously."

Morgan who defended his mother was seen grinning his teeth in front of his papa. He felt proud because he had been defended by his mother, so he made his father named Thomas sigh.

"Sorry, dear."

"Papa's not cool, Mom. Can not be invited to joke," said Morgan again who did not want to mingle papa.

Thomas was about to recite the ledge of his son, but he abandoned his intentions when he saw his wife glaring at him.

"Morgan, enough. Don't bother your father anymore. Quickly finish your meal, you have a meeting, right after this?" zara said to her son who still laughed at Thomas.

"Yes, Mum."

They returned to enjoy the food, but this time a little quiet because the two men there did not dare to make a sound after being scolded by a woman who had the highest caste in the family.

Not too fond of long silence, Zara finally opened her voice first. There was something she had forgotten that she wanted to ask her husband.

"Mas, when do we go back to Indonesia?"

Thomas immediately stopped eating when he heard the question. He put his cutlery on the plate and looked at his wife.

Zara did not speak of her husband.

"Are you really ready to go back there?" ask Thomas then.

Zara smiled faintly. "I miss my hometown, Mas. I miss my two daughters too."

"Dear." Thomas said quickly, so that Zara did not continue her words. He shifted his chair slightly to the right in order to get closer to his wife, then he brought her body into his embrace.

"Calm down. Soon we'll be back there" Thomas said, wiping his wife's back.

Morgan, who saw his mother sad, was also sad. As if what his mother felt automatically transferred to him. Feeling powerless to see the scene in front of him, Morgan finally chose to leave from there. He said goodbye to going to the office on the grounds that he was too late.

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Elsewhere, Rico is on his way to Alina's rented house to pick her up. As early as the morning before, if there is no busyness in the office Rico will take some time to take Alina to campus. He was happy to do that even though he had to go back and forth to get to the office later.

After arriving at Alina's contract, Rico immediately got out of the car and started knocking on her door. There was no need to wait for Alina to open the door because she had already heard the sound of Rico's car and was ready to leave.

As usual, before getting into the car, they took the time to reprimand the residents who were shopping from the vegetable cart around. Although the greeting was only answered with a very short stiff smile, it did not make Alina or Rico ignore it. They knew what the citizens there were thinking about Alina, but they chose not to look for trouble by serving her.

As the car began to drive, Rico again glanced at the rearview mirror of his car. Seeing the residents back there who had been greeted like he was gossiping, when viewed from the way he chatted. Compared to Alina who was careless to face those people, Rico here actually looks very uncomfortable and wants Alina to immediately find a new place to avoid such an unhealthy environment.

"I can't, Co."

So did Alina's reply as she expressed her opinion.

"Why, Al? Don't you care to see those who continue to suspect you like that?"

"Number of months I'll be graduating soon. When I'm done with my college, I'm just gonna get out of that contract."

"No. It's too long, Al."

"I can't just move on, Co. The location of the contract is the closest to the campus and also my place of work."

"I'll find a better place than that" Rico said quickly.

"Co, I'm really not–"

"Al," interrupted Rico quickly. "Please. I don't want to see people there talking about you like that. If you can hang out with them, not with me. I don't want them to do that with you anymore. Please, understand."

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