
Two women were sitting on the sofa. What is in their mind, but certainly not a good thought. It's just a sneaky thought that will ruin someone else's life.
"Gurgh!" yelled Mala frustrated.
Last night's incident made him realize who he was facing right now. It turned out that Sania was not like the girl she had imagined all along. The girl was much more cunning than he had expected.
"Mama!" rizki looked at Mala with fear.
Seeing her son, Mala immediately smiled cynically. Although he had failed in his first plan, he now had a golden point to separate Sania from Bhishma. Seeing Bhishma's reaction at the sight of her son, Mala is convinced that Bhishma has a strong bond with Rizki. Of course it makes it easier for Mala to play with the feelings of Bhishma.
"What are you thinking?" tanya Gresia looked at Mala strangely.
"Nothing! I just feel like my decision to give birth to her was the right one. Although it makes me bother, but finally his presence is useful as well," said Mala relaxed while walking closer to her son.
"It's not like you've been using his presence all this time."
"Really! I have indeed used his presence to threaten Bhishma. But this time, I'll use his presence for my pleasure."
"Don't tell me you want to blackmail Bhishma."
"For what only squeeze if we can have it all," Mala said smiling cynically, thus making Gresia into her own confusion.
"So you want to take it from Sania."
"Not just from the girl. But out of all those losers" said Mala full of cunning.
"I know it's not easy. But I will support you. We must repay all their deeds. Because of them we have to lose our loved ones, so they have to feel what we feel, " said Gresia looking at Rizki with an indescribable look.
"Tumben you're smart!" mala said with a small smile.
"I was smart a long time ago. It's just that your honey is a little smarter than me" said Gresia.
"He's not my honey,"
"But she's the future wife of your son's father" said Gresia chuckling.
"Shut up! I won't let that happen" Mala said, upset and walked over to her son.
Seeing the mother approaching him, Rizki immediately looked down in fear. He was afraid that his mother would return to violence against him. Not only did not care about Rizki, but it turned out that Mala also often did physical violence to him. Rizki is often made a tool for venting resentment by his mother. Although he did not make a mistake, Mala always hit and bruised him for no apparent reason.
"Sorry, Mom! Rizki didn't hear anything" said Rizki, not daring to look at her mother.
"It's okay, honey! mama is not angry," said Mala smiling as she gently stroked her son's dense hair.
Seeing the mother's attitude that changed drastically, the boy could only look at her mother full of confusion. Because all this time that came out of the woman's mouth was just a snatch and also scolding maki to him. He did not even remember when his mother spoke softly like that to him. Maybe never at all.
"Mama's not angry?" asked Rizki innocently.
"No! mama's not mad at you. But you have to do something for mama,"
"Do what?"
"You take a shower first. Mama will take you somewhere" Mala smiled.
"Good, Ma!" rizki said, nodding lightly and then running towards her room.
Rizki is indeed a very obedient child, even at her toddler age she is independent. She can take care of herself, without expecting help from the woman who gave birth to her. Maybe because of such harsh circumstances, that made the boy grow up to be a smart and independent boy.
"What are you gonna do?" tanya Gresia looked at Mala bangung.
Gresia just smiled cunningly at the words of her friend. Although she did not know what was on her mind, she was sure that she had a new plan to destroy her friendship with her friends.
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Gibran and Bhishma headed for Kinan's residence together. Bhishma was focused on driving, while Gibran was sitting next to her while looking at the man with a strange look. The bisma who was conscious with her sister's gaze immediately rubbed her neck roughly. He tried to guess what the boy was thinking.
"Can't you look the other way?" bisma asked with annoyance.
"No!" gibran said briefly, so that the emotions of Bhishma immediately exploded.
"Do I need to turn your head first?" chirp Bisma growled.
"He. he. it's just anger" Gibran said chuckling.
Hearing her sister's words, Bhishma could only throw her breath rough. He was trying to increase his patience while being near the annoying leak.
"May I ask you, brother?" ask Gibran now switch to serious mode.
"Ask what?"
"Is Rizki really your son?"
Hearing her sister's question, Bisma immediately threw out her rough breathing. He didn't know what to say to his sister. However, she is sure that if her sister already knows something, because she saw that when Rizki came with Mala, her sister looked ordinary. Even he only saw the shocked expressions of his companions.
"I don't know you know anything! tell me, where do you know?" bisma asked back.
"bad habit! when asked, he answered. But he asked back, "or Gibran was upset.
"You were asked too, and you answered! not babbling," said Bisma upset.
"Huf! alright. Sorry!" gibran said, breathing rough.
"Then?"
"Then what?"
Shhtt....
bugh....
"Argh! brother if you can say no?" oceh Gibran was upset because of Bhishma's sudden braking behavior. So that made his head hit.
"You can also ask if you can answer or not?" bisma asked looking at her sister's annoyance.
The two men if put together are like tom and jerry, who always fight. But when they are far away they miss each other. Gibran's behavior is super ignorant, always testing his brother's patience.
"He was wrong, why was he angry? I should have been angry. Wherefore my forehead became scuffed," muttered Gibran blabbing alone.
Although Gibran spoke slowly, Bhishma could still hear him clearly.
"Say! what do you know about brother's past?" bisma asked, looking intently at her sister.
"I didn't know it. But Sania," said Gibran flatly.
"What!"
Seriate.....