Painful Marriage
CHAPTER 132

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After finishing the drawing and coloring competition, now comes the time for Father and child to follow the 'Dear Child' race'. This race will involve between the Father and his son, while the Mother will be an encouragement for the Husband and His Son. This race will be held in the outdor field of the School.

Now, all the participants walked to the race venue. Sela walked lethargic to the field. "We do not say yes, Buna," said Sela weakly.

"Well, why baby?" ask Zahra. Zahra wants, Sela enjoys every race.

"Dad didn't come, Buna. This Children's Sweeping Competition is conducted by Father and son," Sela explained to Zahra.

"There's Buna, son," Zahra said.

Sela stopped her steps. The Zahra Reflex also stopped its move. "Why Nak?" ask Zahra.

Sela looked at her own slightly filled body. Afterwards he stared at Zahra's slim body. "This race, Dad will carry his son around the field loh, Buna. Cela does not want, Buna bones will bend kalna carrying Cela, more lah later latah," said the boy innocently.

Zahra looked at her son. "You don't think Buna is strong?" ask Zahra ketus.

"Hehe, Not that it is not strong, but we are smooth still maintaining the beauty of Buna's body" said Sela framing Zahra's body from top to bottom with her hands.

"There are you. Let's go to the field, the others are already there" said Zahra.

"Eh, uh, uh, uh there are no husbands and fathers," said Nita who passed by with other socialite mothers who stopped Sela and Zahra. Her husband and son went to the field first.

The other mothers laughed mockingly at Nita's words.

"Well, cyetan is coming again" muttered Sela who was still able to be heard by all of them.

Zahra's eyes were perfectly rounded to hear his son's murmur. God, why is his son's mouth the same as Kenzo's when it comes to insinuations? It is a danger at a time like this.

"What did you say?!" asked Nita angrily looking at Sela.

"Eh, I'm sorry my son, ma'am. He was just unintentional" Zahra said regretfully.

"Makanya, the boy was taught the truth. Do not be surprised if his attitude is like a child who has no parents. You indistinct child you!" said Nita rudely staring at Sela who was now also looking at her lightly.

Sela looked at Nita from top to bottom. The boy was afraid, but his fear was defeated because of his lust to make Nita hurt. "Tante talc five centi talking what balusan? How is Cela not dengal? by the way, came cemut, huh?" tanya Sela blinked her eyes innocently which made Nita more up the pitan.

The other socialite mothers heard Sela laughing softly. They did not expect, this little boy dared to fight Nita who incidentally was the parents of students who had a spicy mouth in this school.

"Dare you say I'm a shetan? It's really rude of you!" nita was angry.

"Tante Nita powder five cen-"

"Call me politely!" nita shouted with a peaking annoyance.

"OK, okay Aunt. Calm down" said Sela with a hand gesture telling Nita to calm down.

Zahra who saw her son was silent. He let Sela try to defend herself. As long as the child has not gone too far, then he will still let it go. This time, Zahra was proud of her son's bravery.

"Tante Nita who is telholmat, more telholmat than the father of the pleciden, ceceolang vinegar that interferes with the peace of other Olang and also vinegar seduces humans, it is Cyetan. Kalena is Cyetan's job. So, don't even if Cela says Aunt Cyetan, it's the work of Aunt Disrupt Cela cama Buna transparent!" said the boy the chairman at the end of his sentence. Sela looked at the annoyed Nita with the edge of her eyes who was also looking at her with an angry look.

"How dare you nasehatin me, yes. The child does not know"

"Hust, hust, hust, Cela is not a child does not know dili, Cela the son of Father and Buna if Auntie wants to know," replied Sela quickly cut off Nita's words. She did not want her mother to come back sad because she heard Nita's words.

"Dad? So have your father!" nita meledek.

"Emang Cela has a Dad. Macalah for Aunty," replied Sela in a mocking tone like children quarreling.

"Where is your father if he has a father?" nita is challenging.

"HOW DARE YOU, YES!"

"Never touch a baby!"

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Kenzo fussing in his room. He waited thirty minutes, but the long-awaited client did not come.

Kenzo immediately picked up the suit he had hung on the back of the chair and walked out of his room.

"Arman," call Kenzo.

"Yes, sir" replied Arman.

"I have to go now. If the client comes, he must be willing to wait for me until I return. If not, just cancel the cooperation" said Kenzo firmly

"But Mr-"

"There's no but-but. My son is more important than this!" replied Kenzo who just left Arman.

Arman sighed seeing Kenzo's attitude. "Cancel up his cooperation, no problem. After all, his father and father-in-law Mr. Kenzo are rich, so Mr. Kenzo will not fall poor just because of this," murmured Arman resigned to Kenzo's decision.

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Kenzo drives his car at high speed. Not caring about the swearing of other riders, the important thing is that now he gets to Sela's school as soon as possible.

Ten minutes, Kenzo's car arrives at Sela's school. The crowded car made Kenzo a little trouble finding a parking space, so he just handed over his car keys to the security guard to help park his car.

Kenzo walked with wide strides into the school and immediately headed for Sela's class.

"Sorry, where's the children's and parents' race, huh?" kenzo asked one of the teachers he met. Because when he went to the middle class, he didn't find anyone.

The female teacher was a little stunned to see Kenzo's good looks. The disheveled hair and a hint of sweat drenched his forehead.

"Hello, where's the children's and parents' race, huh?" ask Kenzo again.

"Eh, i-it, sir. In the field outdor," replied the teacher nervously.

Without saying thank you, Kenzo left the teacher who he thought was quite strange. Not polite, but this is how Kenzo is with other women. Cold and not caring.

As he was about to walk towards the outdor field, Kenzo saw some people like there was a commotion. Kenzo approached and rounded to see his son fighting against a mature woman.

Kenzo's steps come to a halt when he hears Sela fighting the woman. "Good, son," muttered Kenzo happily.

But, upon seeing the woman begin to raise her hands to her son, Kenzo immediately split the crowd violently.

"Never touch a baby! Once your hand touches my child's skin, then be prepared to be a deformed human being!" kenzo stared intently at Nita.

Sela who had been lowered in Zahra's arms who was about to protect her raised her head. "Dad."

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