The Childish And The Beast
#39 Relationship Change
A day that is not helped. Within a day, he had found the hardship Danwar had caused. One by one he negotiated and planned improvements to the raging clients.
On the same day, he has to face Viren. And... he must... accept it?
But⏤Adira smiles⏤ia feels right when he does not accept Viren's offer. This woman admits that she is too scared. If he cooled his head and took some time, he could definitely find a much better solution.
Ananda believed in Adira's ability. It was time for Adira to believe in herself as well.
‘My personal money can still comply at least one month..’ thought Adira.
Rotate the brain to the right and to the left just to find a way out.
“I'm sorry, ma'am,” this driver already wants to go back to his own house after Adira's car is parked.
Dira nods small, “Please.”
The house was closed while the front door was opened. Without needing a key, this woman thought her ART was still preparing at her house.
“Mbah Munik?”
“Sayang~”
Adira slipping, “Mother? How did you get here?”
This mother stood up and hugged her eldest daughter, “Dira is healthy right?”
“Iya, bun,” he returned his embrace, “Mother why, come here no news?”
“Dira also, the less often call mother,” this mother took off her embrace.
“Panca has many requests, mother. Dira can't get away with it.” Adira still smiled faintly.
“Daddy's son how's it going~”
The smile disappeared as he realized that there was another figure behind his mother. The man did not know himself to extend both his hands. But this woman is still cool with the silent treatment she threw.
“Kasih hugged dong. Father himself too,” the mother patted Adira's cheek.
Adira knew her mother would not move her heart away from this man. Although it has officially been released, the fact that they want to refer....
Better Adira says something else, “What's the news here? Night-night.”
“Your father said...,” this widow woman Adira took to sit on the sofa, “You have a problem in the office. Dira is not papa, right?” he stroked his face.
Dira thinks for a moment, “Iya, no papa kok.”
This boss was silent for a moment. There was a problem that happened a month ago because of Danwar. There are disasters everywhere today. But how does this woman know?
What Nanda? He is easily friends with anyone. Could it be⏤sewhile... from ‘ayah’?
The man he was thinking of was sitting opposite him, “He said Danwar was making a mess right? He also took Panca's money, right? I'm really sorry. If there's anything I can help you with, just tell dad, yeah?”
This woman is not relieved by that support. His shoulders were even more tense, again and again. He stood up.
Fares the lawyer's words were ringing in his head.
‘I am not sure if the cooperation of Mr. Danwar is only one person.’
“Why can you know?” Adira tries not to think bad, “That problem no one knows but me, Daffa and my lawyer.”
This man is silent. Awareness of what he said.
Your mouth is your harimma. One extra sentence can make it worse.
And this man had to brainwash to be able to bring things back.
“You, where do you know?” Adira started not being able to stop her bad thoughts, “Say!”
But the mother does not want the man to blame, “Dira, your father could have heard from the office children. Your father went to the office this morning.”
Adira getting furious, “What are you doing to Panca again?!”
He could not get out his thoughts that his former adoptive father was directly involved in embezzling funds in Pancarona. Anyway, this man showed his nose back around his family just for the money.
Dira knew him well enough. The madman who once earned money at one source, he would dig all the way to the other side of the ground.
He and Viren. And more Danwar. Ha ha, what a disgusting combination.
“You have to take responsibility for what you do!” Adira grabbed her phone.
“Dira?!”
“Don't call me! Save your breath in court later!” Adira is ready to call her lawyer.
“Dira!” the mother held back her phone, “What the fuck? Why is Adira talking so?!” he took his son's cell phone.
“Mother doesn't understand? Him!” Adira pointed to the father, “He has casually embezzled company money for himself! He's the one who ruined Dira's company!”
“Do not accuse me of that! Your father is just worried about you. Surely if for some reason, your father found out so he can help also.”
“Dira!”
This eldest daughter felt nauseous. The fact that the father, Aristya, is part of the mastermind who wants to destroy Pancarona. One more fishy fact, this man is fully supported by his innocent mother's heart.
What the hell's going on? Isn't this woman divorced from Aris because she's aware of her rottenness? Semanis what smell ‘love back’ it until this mother can be hypnotized?
Impossible! Dira can't possibly live with this state of affairs! This is the mother he was talking about. His heart may be beautiful, but he must be made aware of his falsehood. Even if it would be heartbreaking.
Adira holds her shoulders so she can look at each other, “Mother, why did you divorce her? Mommy remembers why, right?”
This mother feels uncomfortable with this discussion, “That's, that's not the case.”
“The problem is from there, mother. Mother knows what this man has done. His wound Dira, his company Dira,” glances cynical Adira throws the father who did not speak a single word it, “It is like this indeed his face.”
“Adira never spend time with your father lately,” the mother touched the hand of her son, “People must have changed.”
“No mother, Aristya is unlikely to change!”
“Dira!”
“Mother, Dira please, take a closer look. This is the man who made our lives miserable, mother! It's no different with papa!”
This mother took off Adira's hand, “Do not equate your father with that person!”
Adira shook her head, “Papa is much better than her!”
“Dira! Enough!!”
“Bunda⏤”
“No! Don't talk about anything!” this mother was not expected to cry.
Adira's heart is wounded. He did not expect that he would find a time when his mother would cry because of him. But what should he do if this mother is still evasive like this? Is it not possible if he has to continue stabbing his conscience?
However, Adira could not allow this man. His family, his company, his employees. Everyone depended on the funds Aristya was willing to play with.
“Mother, please phone Dira. Now,” Adira stretched out her hand, “The loss this person caused has gone too far. I need to call a lawyer now. Please...”
This woman is shaking. Holds tightly to the phone in question. Still don't want to listen to what his son has to say.
“Dira why? Not like Dira you know.”
Eyes, Adira's eyes watering.
That absurd word. It is as if humans know only one thing about one person. When the unwanted thing appears in the person, it does not seem to justify.
It's like not knowing.
“Mother, mobile Dira!”
“You are not my son!!”
“Mother..?”
“Aris is my husband. Husband!!”
This is really crazy for Adira, “What does it mean to talk like that?! He already has a new wife, mom!!”
“I know...”.
Adira can't say anything. Really, what is he going through now?
“Jas, we just go home yuk,” this father found his condition uncertain, “Dira just too many problems in the office.”
“No,” this mother is still crying, “Dira is complaining too much about you! If Dira alone does not want to accept you, I...,” the cry does not subside, “I can not accept Dira...”.
“This mother is not funny,” Dira looks at Aris it, “You! get out of my family! Don't show up again!”
Mother, Jasmine, this throws Dira's phone on the sofa, “If you want to drive Aris away, I also go!!”
“Mother...”.
Adira's skin was dull and tired, not silent and kept shaking. Even the nape of his neck covered in that shoulder-length hair felt cold. It was like the ice was slapping him. Real words he received. Without any words implied in his mind.
“I won't be back, this mother's” adds to the bitter reality in Adira's ears.
“Jas⏤”
“Come!” This Jasmine pulls Aris' hand past Adira.
Without Adira looking back, she knew the two sounds of the door opening and closing. Hard, so hard that it could not be missed by his ears.
“What... what happened?” Adira flinched, sat down with her knees, “Why is it this way..?”.
Speech that is not spoken. The relationship between mother and child is strained. Even almost broke up.