Positive with you
chapter 53

"Mother, try to see this," Randi showed a doll cheerfully in front of her Mother. "This was I managed to play Mother's claw bineka, only once directly get Mother."

"Well, great dong you. Try aunty." Sasa who even greeted the words of Randi, while grabbing the doll from Randi's hand. "It's a dolphin doll, right?"

Randi nodded and looked at Sasa who arrived - suddenly in the middle of his chatter. His face was astonished by the woman before him. It was only this first time that she met a woman who looked stylish in Randi's eyes.

"Ran, you go inside, yes .." Tara ordered to Randi who was immediately obeyed but with eyes that were still not separated from Sasa, who smiled sweetly at him.

After Randi came in. Tara then turned her body again and looked at Sasa back.

"Your son is grown now. In addition, he is also handsome." chirped Sasa who seemed busy choosing clothes, but his gaze seemed disgusted at the clothes.

"Oh, yes, how have you been all this time? okay, right?" he said again, this time looking back at Tara.

Tara didn't budge. She was also silent, staring withstanding emotions with******* the tip of the skirt that was being worn.

A smile grin smirked again thrown in the lips of Sasa who is red.

"Don't strain it ah, not exciting!" he said with a mocking tone.

"Oh, yes. You're still wondering what I said at the time?" Sasa stepped closer to Tara with an intimidating attitude. "That, still happens, until now." whispered then in the ear of Tara who afterwards cheered the evil laughter.

Tara was obviously furious. He looked at Sasa too. Her hand tightened the squeeze on the end of her skirt. Trying to stay calm and unconcerned.

"And one more. Just info. Sandi is also in the city. So I hope you can be ready - ready. Pack your things and go far away, okay..."

After making another threat. Sasa then walked away. Sasa had just stepped out. Kila just walked into the boutique. Making the two of them cross paths without Kila knowing that it was Sasa.

"Weesss... ckckckckck's crazy." he wrote himself, watching Sasa from top to toe. Sasa must be a rich man, because the entire body of Sasa is filled with branded goods.

But then his face immediately frowned when he found Tara's face that seemed to be holding back emotions. "Why you?"

Tara adjusted her breathing before answering. His hands touched his chest to be neutralized faster. While Kila was still frowning waiting for Tara's answer.

"Mother," exclaimed Randi just out of the back room, and it seemed that Randi had been watching her mother talking to Sasa. "Auntie who was it? how bad is it to be like Mother?"

Randi's question was enough to answer Kila's question earlier.

"Tar, was that Sasa?" knock Kila with widened eyes, not expecting Dan Tara to nod.

"Danishishhh!" kila's snort turned furious. "So what else does he say? threaten you again?"

Tara smiled bitterly. Show that the answer is yes.

"Aarrrggghhhhh!!!! fucking demon!!!" Kila was beaver herself, until - until some in the boutique noticed her.

"Ran, with Mami." Kila said holding onto Randi's shoulder and looking at him fixedly. "If you meet with the mother earlier do not want to be invited to chat, yes ... If you have to run away, avoid it, because he's evil."

"Keep," he continued. "If you can not escape and have to be together, live the recorder on hp, record if he again said. Let's just say there's something we have proof for."

"But, I don't have Mi's phone" replied Randi.

"If so ask to buy the same Om Sandi." Kimpal Kila.

"Tell Om Sandi, let you be the same he can call." Kila doesn't bully.

"Kil!" Tara raised her tone.

"Say too, there are bad people who disturb your mother." added Kila, still continuing to give directions to Randi.

"Kila.." cried Tara even higher.

"You know, don't you?" tukas Kila and Randi nodded steadily.

Tara threw away her face. His hand touched his face with an expression of disbelief. How could Kila teach Randi that.

"Tar, this is the best, let Randi if you have any goosebumps." concluded Kila.

"But, even if you don't have to, ngajari Randi it .." said Tara lirih.

"What do I need to do? I have no power to fight him. Did you see how it looked? he's a rich man, heiress to a big company that certainly has power. So who can fight him is yes Sandi, who is equally rich and equally - equally have the same power." explained Kila.

"And again." Kila continued. "Sandi there's no way you're the same as Randi why - why."

"So Tar," Kila held the arm of her best friend. "Stop fears herself, and feels self-suffering. It's been 10 years, now is the time to be happy with your son and the one you love. And also, this is all I can do as your best friend."

Hearing Kila's words, Tara laughed bitterly. His mind doesn't know what to do. What is right what is wrong, no longer know.

***

The night is getting late. But it was 7 p.m. Sandi again - again sitting in a dark room. If yesterday he was sitting alone in the office, now he sits alone in the middle of his apartment.

"Yes my... Jeez .." exclaimed Bu Yanti who had just come, turned on the lights, saw her son was already tangled with many cans of beer splashing on the table.

"Mama had expected that you would definitely be like gini, but mama did not expect that you drank this much." decak Bu Yanti with a moving hand picked up all the beer cans, and she did not expect that you would drink this much, without exception, which is still intact.

"San, mama knows that you're stressed again because you lost the trial. But even so, you must be sane." Omel Bu Yanti in the middle of his activities. Sandi was silent.

"What else does he drink this much." Bu Yanti lifted up the can - the can she embraced. Without forgetting to breathe out in frustration.

"Do you want another dependency?" next step closer to the trash can and throw away all the empty beer cans including the ones that are still intact.

"When you have just healed, so do not let you depend again." he said again when stepping back to his son.

"Ma," Sandi sighed softly with a trembling voice, stopping her mother's scolding.

Sandi looked at her mother with a sad and grim face. At the end of the eye, there is already a water dam that is ready to slide at any time. Bu Yanti observed for a moment the expression of her son. For some reason in the eyes of the middle-aged woman, Sandi looks so bad.

Without asking and saying. Bu Yanti approached and gave a hug. The hug felt so warm with a soft pat on the arm. In her mother's embrace, Sandi was no longer able to hold back her tears.

"Ma," he sighed softly in the middle of his sobbing.

"Hm.." replied Ms. Yanti.

"Randi is my son."