Paper Plane
The truth

After being neatly dressed but quite relaxed and comfortable, Daisha and Arka immediately prepare to go to the mall not far from where she lives. They go down the stairs and look for the whereabouts of Aunt Maya to ask for permission.

''Where's Aunt Maya, mbok?'' asked Daisha to mbok Sum who was cleaning the breakfast table.

''Seems like it was mbok see the mistress was watering flowers in the back garden, mbak.'' replied mbok Sum.

''OK, thanks, mbok.''

Then Daisha takes Arka to the back garden. From a distance, it appears that Aunt Maya is smiling to greet every colorful orchid flowers that bloom there.

''Oma!'' call Arka.

''Uh, granddaughter of oma. Where are you going why is it so neat? How come my granddaughter didn't go to school?'' ask aunt Maya.

''Arka is on leave oma.'' replied Arka.

''Hahaha there are only you, there are indeed school holidays.'' replied Aunt Maya chuckling.

''We say yes aunty, Arka wants to play to the mall first he said.'' said Daisha.

''All right, you guys be careful, yeah. Auntie tipped this handsome granddaughter of oma.''

''Yes, auntie.'' replied Daisha.

''Bye oma!''

It did not take long, after twenty minutes of travel, they both arrived at a mall that was quite large and crowded. Daisha and Arka enter the mall building with beaming faces. The atmosphere of the mall that afternoon was quite calm, because it happened that day had not entered the weekend.

With casual steps, Daisha and Arka walked around the shopping center. Before finally they decided to head to one of the game center arenas on the top floor of the building. They also immediately rushed into the arena of play to try out every game that was there. Arka's cheerful laughter seems to always decorate the face of her handsome when they try various rides that are quite draining until they feel hungry.

They also went to a place to eat and chose a Japanese-style restaurant located in the mall. Daisha's eyes swept over every seat there, but when he looked at the corner side of the diner and he saw someone there who was also enjoying lunch with a woman who from her appearance looked the same age as someone Daisha knew in that place. Daisha's eyes immediately scattered towards the corner of the tavern. Until they arrive and choose a seat not far from the entrance of the store.

''How about we eat somewhere else?'' ask Daisha.

''But Arka wanted to eat ramen, ma.'' replied Arka.

''Well, '' answered Daisha relented.

After that Daisha immediately ordered their favorite lunch menu, which is seafood ramen, tempura, and also yakitori which is so appetizing. Daisha and Arka also very delicious immediately eat the food to the toilet. Until the sound of fast rhythmic knocking of shoes that collide with the floor of the tavern immediately broke his enjoyment when eating food in his bowl. The footsteps stopped creaking when they reached Daisha's desk.

''I haven't seen each other in a long time, apparently you have a child now. Which rich man have you managed to seduce? Never heard the news of your marriage know-you have children, very embarrassing.'' said someone cynically.

''Based on mur*han women. The falling fruit is never far from the tree. Not much different from the p*la*ur!'' he said again with a very painful tone of the ear.

Daisha tried to cover Arka's ears with both hands so as not to hear the words and chose to ignore the words of the woman standing before her.

''Little boy knows what you are! Don't mind your petty mama!'' said the woman harshly.

''Heh! Are you deaf or pretending not to listen? Luckily I was able to keep my son away from girls like you, willing to put where my face is. It would be a shame of seven descendants if Alvin to marry a woman like you!'' said again.

''Basically mur*h, exactly like your mother!'' he said this time with a laugh that seemed disgusted to see Daisha in front of him.

Hearing his parents being called and insulted by the woman, then his patience has run out.

''Sorry aunt, I have been trying to be quiet because I still respect you as someone older than me. You can call me by any word, it's up to you, and it's your right to speak! But never once do you insult my parents! I am a poor person, but I am grateful that my parents educated me to always respect older people. And also always put together ethics and manners! And, just so you know, I never once teased Alvin. You should ask directly to the real aunt. And ask your highly esteemed son, who at the time wanted to try to harass me! Luckily, God was still protecting me by bringing in someone to help me out of that situation.

''Oh, reason. It must be just your wits!''

''Whether you want to believe it or not. Excuse me!'' said Daisha left the place with Arka.

''Heh! You insolent! Cheap female base*an!'' maki the girl.

''It's jeng, it's been. Shame to see people said the woman next to Alvin's mother trying to calm down.

''Well, I'm really upset with that despicable woman!'' said Alvin's mom back.

''Do you guys look around!'' alvin's mother shouted at the crowd at the diner.

Daisha immediately took Arka away from the place. He rearranged his breath that felt choked. His memory returns to the past he so wanted to get out of his mind.

''Mama, mama is fine right?'' ask Arka.

''Yes, darling. Mama is okay, said Daisha trying to reorganize the emotions that overflowed in her heart.

''Arka telfon papa just yes to pick us up home.'' said Arka.

''Don't worry, my mom is okay. Mama can bring her own car, we go home now yes.'' said Daisha who already looks calm.

''Mama can drive by herself?'' tanya Arka assured.

''Yes, baby.''

''Mama, Arka loves mama.'' said Arka hugged Daisha tightly.

''Thank you, dear.'' Daisha replied with tears that began to drip on her pretty face. Since then, with all his strength he had tried to withstand the heat in his eyes so that the tears that felt piled up in his eye pelup it did not fall. He did not want to look weak in front of the boy he loved so much. However, the defense broke down. This time he let the tears escape and fell down his face in the arms of a little boy named Arka.

''I'm sorry, dear mama.'' said Daisha in between sobs.

''Mama do not be sad, Arka will always be there for mama.'' reply Arka stroked gently the top of the head of the woman he had considered as his birth mother.