Pelita Hati Bunda
The Forced Move

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Some days I did not go to work all this because yesterday's incident that has made me feel very afraid to come to work especially to meet with Mr. Devan it still feels equally angry.

Even so but Mr. Devan still every day comes home and as usual he will always persuade me to return to work and most importantly he continues to apologize and feel very sorry.

While Mika He also often came just want to know what happened to me because he never went to work. She was so curious about what I was going through because for this one problem I actually closed the meeting and did not tell Mika.

Every day I just spend time with Ara. Have fun with him so that I can forget everything that has happened even if only for a moment but at least I forgot and I can smile.

Ara also looks so happy because I continue to be at home she always said she was happy to be able to spend time with me and also be able to learn new things that we have never done.

We really spend time together to make our happiness happen. Although not perfect but it feels so perfect to turn on us.

Just the two of us does not mean we are not happy we are very happy even though there is no husband who is my companion and protector. No one is a father figure for Ara who will always play with him, giving abundant affection and also obeying what he wants. But we remain happy even if there is no such figure.

Though the mouth says we don't need someone who will be the head of the household in this house but the heart desperately wants. Lying if we do not want, because no matter how bad the fate of someone must want it even though sometimes only stop in the imaginary world also in the dream world.

But it is not wrong if you have a dream even fantasized? All people are free to have these two things in life even though what will happen will not correspond to what is in the dream and in the imaginary world.

The state of the house is all clean because we clean up together of course with the help of Mbok Darmi. This time I sat alone in the living room while Ara was outside and playing with friends after finishing helping, while Mbok Darmi was in the kitchen preparing lunch for all of us.

After yesterday's incident I became so lazy and often stayed in one place hugging both legs and daydreaming without thinking about what better to do than daydream like this.

"No! Ara has a father!"

I was shocked when I heard the screams from Ara who was outside. The sound of screaming as well as the sound of laughter from his friends made me want to quickly run out and see what happened.

But not yet I walked Ara had entered by crying and returned to shouting.

"No! Ara has a father!" his words repeated that earlier.

"Darling, what's wrong?" I also ran to approach Ara who was also running towards me. Now he stopped after I also stopped in front of him and squatted down while asking him to tell him what really happened to him.

"Darling, what's wrong?" ask again.

Ara continued to cry until she was as she pleased and as if it was so hard to talk. What the hell is this? One problem is not finished and now another problem is coming.

"Mother, the friends mocked Ara again, saying they Ara had no father. That's not true, is it Mother?"

Yesterday I only heard this story from Mbok Darmi while now I actually heard it myself, watching for myself how broken Ara's heart was as her friends kept mocking her who had no father.

"Let's tell them all that Ara has a father."

With spirit Ara pulled my hand and took her out to tell all her friends that she had a father. I have to what now? What if they ask me about his father's whereabouts that I don't know at all and I don't want to know either.

"Let's go, mother" again Ara pulled my hand even stronger so that I could not see and was forced to follow her.

No matter what the circumstances are right now I have to say that Ara has a father, otherwise they will definitely continue to mock her like this.

"Huu... He said he had a father but he never came home, right? At most you're just lying, Ra!"

"Come on dong, tell me where the father is! He really doesn't have a father, does he? You're just lying, right?"

The man whose age might have been only ten years old was so brave that he was not even afraid of being a provocateur of small children whose age was below him.

I don't know whose kid it was to say that to me and Ara. Did his parents not teach him good manners or manners at all so that he could say things he did not deserve to say at his current age?

"Huu... You liar!"

"Nobody's a liar here!" we all turned to the source of the sound and saw Mr. Devan coming out of the car and rushing to approach us all.

My eyes continued to look at her until she finally stopped next to Ara and immediately raised Ara's small body.

"I'm his father. Ara is my son and now I've come back and we won't be able to stay here anymore. I'm his father's gonna take him home to the real house."

Suddenly my eyes glared at Mr. Devan to take us home. How come?

The little man ten years ago instantly fell silent and did not dare to say anything more and it clearly made the others also dwell.

"Let's go, baby, we're getting ready to go home. We don't deserve to stay here anymore" Mr. Devan immediately turned his back and stepped into the house.

I am still shocked by the words of Mr. Devan immediately followed his steps.

"We're really moving on, Dad!" Ara was so enthusiastic about saying that. His face was so happy with eyes looking at the face of Mr. Devan who was also in mourning.

"Yes, Ara will move in the house of Father Om who is very large and very beautiful. Ara will definitely be very happy and will also be at home living in Father Om's house."

"Now Ara went to the room and cleaned up all of Ara's favorite things, do not have to be taken all because Father Om has prepared all of Ara's needs at Father's house. I'll help you later but for now Om's father wants to talk first to Mommy okay."

"Okay, Dad."

Ara struggled a little to get down from Mr. Devan's sling and after being taken down she immediately ran into the room with great pleasure.

"What the fuck is this, sir?!" I immediately railed with a question to Mr. Devan but the man grimaced as if he had no sin.

"Have, don't ask too many questions. Didn't I always say I wanted to make up for all my mistakes? And all that I'll start from today."

"Better now you also prepare like Ara. We're moving fast."

"No, I don't want to!" I was so desperate to refuse.

"You don't want to have to. I don't accept rejection in any form." With the rest of it Mr. Devan even went into my room, I don't know what he's going to do.

"Sir! What are you going to do!" I ran after him, certainly not going to let him do what he wanted.

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