The Indigo Three Twins
A Very Cruel Mother of the Bladder
Before Kevin goes on his story we get into his daughter's past who hated her mother so much
Why so?
The answer is here!
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But before his father continued the story again, Ivone was daydreaming of the first meeting of his mother first when he sat on the bench of High School.
The flashback
Ivone Morgan Adhitya POV
On one occasion I who was wearing the gray white uniform was waiting for the arrival of someone who always kept him alive to live a life full of trials.
I am Ivone Morgan Adhitya the only daughter of the notoriously cold businessman Kevin Morgan Adhitya, at a time when his peers were always picked up by his parents.
It was just me who was always picked up by a precious person as long as my breath ticked.
‘Papa to where the hell? Why every time you come here it's always late.’ Omelku with a face that looks very upset.
Because since then I was waiting for the arrival of the beloved Papa, but my Papa appeared at all at the school where I studied.
But my eye's bead netra caught me in the direction of a car that just passed me, so I accidentally kept looking at the car.
Until finally came down a pair of smooth white feet, but when I stared at the car the look in my eyes suddenly became sad.
Unconsciously my tears were dripping with my own, so hurt my heart when he learned that the one who gave birth to him into this world, was not coming to me but coming to me as the parent of his best friend Leonard.
Because it was driven by a very high curiosity, I unintentionally followed quietly until the moment in the hallway of a quiet place, which was, I ran over and hit him from behind and hugged him without ever wanting to let go of my hand.
“Let go of that hand,” jolt that person who is none other than Marista Mayang with a high tone.
“Mama,” call me in a very hoarse voice.
Meanwhile, someone called Mama by me was grinding his teeth with annoyance, even he was really very emotional and angry when I called with the name of mama.
Roughly the one I called Mama threw out my hand, as she turned around looking at me with her mounting anger she slapped me hard on the cheek.
Plaque ...
The slap I received left a scar on the corner of my lips slightly spitting out fresh blood.
“I've told you many times, not to show your nose stuff in front of me! Why are you still mengeyel too and also I am not your Mama,” hardik Marista with gnashing teeth. “Even if I don't want to give birth to you in this world is my biggest mistake, you're just an unlucky child. I am also very sorry to marry her, so do not ever appear in front of me. Because I'm so sick of seeing that face of yours, chuck!”
I who heard all that was surprised was not playing with words thrown from him, even accidentally he who did not deserve to be called a mother spat at my shoes, so that I could only endure such a deep heart wound.
Until finally he accidentally took a small knife that was somewhere he got it.
“Hey you son of a pesky bearer listen to this carefully and keep this in mind,” Marista said as she sliced slowly on her index finger, causing her blood to drip to the floor. “I cut off the blood of bonding with you, from now on don't you ever call me Mama. Since I'm not your Mama anymore, you should understand your limits when meeting me like I am today. Do you understand the son of a pesky carrier?”
Like lightning in broad daylight I heard it was very surprised not to play, I don't know why the person who gave birth to me in this world is truly someone who doesn't deserve the title of a mother.
The very heart to break the bond of thick blood that should be inseparable, but I just remained silent without many words I turned around to leave him who was wiping his blood scattered.
I ran as fast as I could to find a very quiet place, so that I could vent and vent this heartache was too painful.
Ivone Morgan Adhitya end POV.