Savingswoman
12. Maria Wiratman

Farel looked at the files seriously. Her plaintiff shrewdly inked on the paper. Piles of paper and a laptop that lit up made him forget for a moment the guilt that stuck in his heart.

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

“Log.” Farelle

“Permisis mister, big mistress who wants to meet mister.”

Farel frowned at Ricard's words, Why did his grandmother want to meet?

“Hmm take it in, and clear my schedule for today.”

“Good sir.”

Ricard nodded and immediately left the room.

Chequelek

Farel immediately stood up to see someone he hadn't seen in front of him for a long time. Without waiting for a long time immediately he plunged his body into the body that has been rigkih.

“Grandma, why not tell me if you want to go to Indo? Farel can pick up and meet grandma without having grandma come to me.”

The old woman poked her lips and pushed the farel from her body.

“Basic filthy grandson! How could you not visit me at all! Have you forgotten this old lady!” The old woman was ruffled by the waist.

Farel chuckled at the grunts of his grandmother. Soon he reached for those wrinkled hands and sat on the sofa.

“Grandma, sit here. Forgive your handsome grandson, really this year my work is very much.”

“Yes, work is more important than this old lady. What to be proud of this old lady. Already wrinkled, ugly, saggy skin, what to be proud of, you must be embarrassed and already focused with your model wife.” The old woman brushed off Farel's sweet-robed hand on her shoulder.

“Ohh, jealous grandma? Don't worry just the most beautiful grandma in the world.” Farel kissed this old lady's cheek.

“Basic! you are a master seducer.” The old woman chuckled.

The old woman stared at the farel with sadness. He misses his grandson very much. Although some people say Farel is cold-hearted and has no feelings he still loves him. He understood that the nature was formed because of the harshness of Farel's life that he had to pass through.

Farel had been knocked out since he was a child. The love of his parents he never felt, his parents never thought he existed. The accident that killed his little sister left him estranged, all saying he was a bad-ass carrier.

Farel placed his head on the old woman's thigh, making the old woman chuckle and gently stroke the dense hair. Farel remained the same, his wounded grandson wanting a family's affection and warmth.

“What's all okay?” The woman asked with a hand that kept gently stroking the mane.

Farel was silent at the grandmother's question. Is everything okay? He doesn't know. But now that he seemed to find something that made his dim spirit slowly return, was this the influence of s\*x?

“Hmmm.”

The old woman hit her granddaughter slowly. She wanted her granddaughter to be honest about her feelings, not cover them up like this.

“You are not alone, there is still a grandmother who will always stand beside you.”

Farel smiled at his grandmother's words.

“Yes, indeed only Maria Wiratman is the best.”

The old woman who was none other than Maria clucked bitterly with the behavior of her granddaughter, with no feeling he rose up making the head of the farrel slumped down and groaned in pain.

“Ahhh, grandma! You're so mean.”

Maria ignored the whining of her granddaughter as she walked out of the room.

*****

Raisya pensively stared at some of the families who were having a picnic in the park. His mind floated, even his brain was busy wondering.

Dugs

Raisya blinked, at his feet there was a rolling ball. Her green net was busy staring around trying to find the owner of the ball.

“Excuse me beautiful sister, can I have the ball?”

Rasya looked at the dark-black-haired boy as well as his eyes.

“Kak.”

Raisya was aghast, his eyes blinked for a second then his lips turned a smile making the boy gasp, even opening his mouth involuntarily.

“This.” Raisya's hand is stretched out forward by holding the ball.

The boy did not immediately welcome the ball, but he was stunned exactly like a person who was fascinated.

Raisya was confused to see the response of the boy. “You okay?” Raisya waited for an answer from the boy however, the response remained the same. Raisya clumsily then lowered his hand and put the ball under his back.

“Riel, why so long.”

Raisya gasped at the man whose face almost resembled Jhonatan, even his hands were trembling and his heartbeat began to be abnormal. The difference is that men have brown eyes, not blue eyes.

“Hay, you little boy! Why are you keeping quiet. Where's the ball?”

Riel gasped at the familiar voice.

“Th brother! Fuckin' singles. Brother bothers Riel who is fascinated with green bermta angel.” Riel ruffled her waist to look at her fierce brother.

The brown-eyed man gasped at his sister's words. How could a seven-year-old talk like that?

“Hay! You little brat, remember your age.”

Riel frowned her eyes lazily, pulling her brother's hand to stare at the figure of the woman she thought was the angel.

“Ehh, what are you doing?”

“Basic, look will Riel introduce brother with sister cantukku this, who knows brother is not single again after this.”

The man was about to protest with his sister's behavior but, his words were swallowed just like that when his neutrals met the green netra.

“Oh, hay!” the man smiled awkwardly.

Riel snorted, she felt her brother was very lousy dealing with women.

“Ih, base sucks.”

The man glared annoyed at Riel's words.

“Hallo beautiful sister, your name is Azriel. Brother can call me Riel, baby can also.” Riel spoke with red cheeks.

Raisya and the man gasped at Riel's behavior. How can such a small child grow playboy seeds?

“Ish, sorry miss for my sister's behavior.”

Raisya realized from his surprise, he smiled awkwardly.

“Ehmm, if you can know whose name is miss?” the man looked at Raisya with reddened ears.

Riel snorted at her brother whose behavior was not as far away as her.

“Ekhm, my name is Raisya.”

“My name is Zakiel, Zakiel Balawel.”

Raisya was silent to hear the Balawel clan, it felt familiar but he did not remember ever meeting someone surnamed like that.

“Ekhm, already! Riel wants to sit down, Riel tired of standing still.” Riel ruffled her waist and pursed her lips making a henig atmosphere instantly change.

“Ish, you bastard sister!” Zakil glared at Riel who was answered by Riel's tongue.

Raisya laughed at the interaction of the two of them.

“Oh, Riel tired? Here sit next to brother.” Raisya patted the empty bench anywhere.

Riel who saw that smiled widely, even looking at her brother as if to show that she was one step ahead.

They were conversing, ignoring the status of those who were only strangers. Even Raisya forgot for a moment the fatigue and worry about the situation that befell them.

“Ohh, sorry yes I have to go home.” Raisya was awkwardly staring at the two of them.

Riel snorted at Raisya who rushed to his feet.

“Can I_”

“Ish, old sister!”

“Sister Raisya Riel asks for the number can be?” Riel looked at Raisya with her eyes in the creak.

Riasya smiled even her hand quickly stroked the cheek containing Riel making Riel close her eyes enjoying the elucidation, the cat-like peach.

“Bauklah, this is sister number. Now brother must go.”

*****

Raisya stared at his new residence now with a sad look, he should be strong to go through all this. He's powerful.

Drt Drt Drt

Raisya tiptoed in shock, immediately he took the device in his bag. The name Farel is there.

“Hal_”

“Do not be ******! Just be my net.”

Raisya was struck by Farel's words. How could Farel say that? what has he done?

“Ma_”

“Not much talk! Remember my words. You're just my bitch, and don't you dare be around other men besides me. One more thing, I'm not coming home tonight.”

Tut

Raisya was silent staring at the disconnected call, even he had not had time to do any defense. What ******? Unknowingly Raisya's eyes warmed up.