
Bed rest at home feels very boring for Gisel, the woman is already used to being active outside . Good to monitor his business or just socialize with friends from among his upper class . Sleeping in bed continuously like this makes his body even feel sore .
To fill her time she plays music while reading an online novel on her mobile phone, a new activity she starts to like . It turns out not too bad it feels when you have to stay in the room with interspersed reading an exciting love story on his phone .
KLEKKK ....
The door to his room was opened, his mother was seen stepping in with milk and a plate of boiled potatoes for a snack . In the early days of her pregnancy Gisel was less fond of eating rice, she became more fond of pasta or tubers tubers . Her mother said it was natural because it might be from the baby's birth .
" Ckk bored Mom, time every day should drink milk ! I'm not a child anymore, "the bored whimper Gisel because every day must drink special milk pregnant women . Moreover, from the first time he was very dislike milk, Gisel prefers to consume juice to maintain his diet .
Madame Darsono just laughed a little at her daughter, already a long time ago she wanted Gisel like this again . Ever since her broken marriage Gisel became an untouchable figure . His daughter became a very independent figure, very rarely spoke to him or his father . She knew her daughter was trying to keep all the wounds to herself, and to be honest it was actually very painful for her . No mother wants to see her daughter suffer .
" this is for my dear granddaughter, you must drink it so that your child is healthy ! " said Mrs Darsono handed the glass containing chocolate flavored milk to Gisel . Although grumbling but Gisel still drink it because if he does not eat , an hour ahead he will hear a lot of advice that is tired he heard .
TINGGG .....
Gisel grabbed his phone for hearing the message's notification, and his forehead frowned as he read the contents of the message sent to him .
Drink the milk, I made it specially for my son ....
" Why are you, baby ?? "
" No ma'am, there's only a crazy man I didn't make milk for me . Obviously it was my mother who made it, " said Gisel again putting his phone on the nightstand .
Madame Darsono sat on the edge of the bed, it seemed like there was something she wanted to talk about with her daughter .
" It wasn't the mother who made it, there was a guest who wanted to meet your father . Now they're playing chess in the backyard . He asked permission to make milk for you, " said Mrs Darsono who immediately made Gisel think .
" His guest made milk for me ? How can !? "
" Gibran is in the backyard, your father invited him to come home . Gibran said it wouldn't force you to meet if you still didn't want to see it . He just wants to fulfill your father's invitation and will go after him ! "
Gisel was still thinking , it seemed like something had already happened without his knowledge . There is no way the two men of that generation get along with arriving . Gisel was well versed in the nature and disposition of his father . Although wise but Heru is not a forgiver, and according to him Gibran and himself have made mistakes that are difficult to forgive .
" Where are you going, baby !? Slow down the road do not have to run so ! " scoffs Mrs Darsono when she sees her daughter getting out of bed and running small out of the room .
" I just want to see her Mom !!! "