The Injured Heart

The Injured Heart
Chapters. 37. Sherly Disturbing (I )


My meeting with Satya mas recorded back in my head.We met always with children.Eating together, playing together.Like a whole family.My son and his son also get along.I hope we can unite.


Mas Satya invited me to play at her house.She picked me up with her son.


I'm with my son.I don't forget to buy some snacks.And mas Satya invited me to buy lunch at Ruben Onsu his favorite hens.


"Wrap food at home" he said.


"Whatever" I answered.


"Home can too".


Mas Satya ordered some menus.To take home.We ate at his house.Children eat together at the dining table.After that they play together.Make me happy to see her.Like a whole family.


Satya and I chat in front.Setch occasionally I see anak2 playing games in the room.


You have relaxed


Kids are safe


It's not that, my son is a little hyperactive can't be silent


fear of falling or hitting something..Yes, said Satya embracing my waist.


I'm sitting here


we can see them playing.I see my son tends to be bawel asking this it with his son mas Satya.


fortunately, Satya's children are more relented and nurtured because their age is far different.


We accompanied them to play.


"It's late afternoon" I said.


"I'm home, yeah, scared of the night".


"I've taken her" he said.


"Wait a minute now".


"I told you my son was".


He stroked my head and kissed my forehead.


"I got out of the car first".


While embracing me.


"It stopped by my sister's place for a second huh".


"I'm going to drop my clothes and mom's needs there".


"Ngga pa2 yes, just a minute".


"yes"wow.


"you wait in the car with the kids".


"i am the one who comes down".he said


"yes" I answered briefly.


I send a message to my mother at home.Let mama not worry.Soal mama is the same my son from childhood.When I work, when I work,forced my son is the same mom.Because if treated others often times sick.never there are helpers and scrubbers help.But at bgtu.At last I now handle my own from laundry, scrubs and home problems.except cooking, cooking, and cooking,because my mother who happens to be Javanese does not like spicy.Sedang I am used to the ex-husband of Sundanese people like spicy.When pregnant aja I like pecel sambel satan chicken.Not I eat all the sambalnya terms aja makeup dikit chicken.


Already close to the house of Satya mas.Akupun waiting in the car.After completion mas Satya drove me home.When down near my son's house mnta buy satay accompanied by mas Satya.His hands were immediately taken by him.Mas Satya was afraid his son was jealous.after the message he accompanied his son dibobil.maklum sama2 single child.I am the widow of Satya's son and widower of one child.Akupun message all for children mas Satya satay wrapped for home.although the word mas Satya does not need.


Mas Satya drove me to the alley of my house.coincidentally my contract has many cars.Fear mas Satya hard to turn it back.


Beautiful memory together even though we often meet anak2.


We parted only because of ordinary quarrels.Mas Satya jealous disosmed me with gojek subscription I.ipin, p,his name he likes comments on my sosmed.because I have no sense of what2 sometimes I answer.ipin also have a family and have children.gojek only part-time.He works as a private driver so often post with a luxury car.


Mas Satya asked me to remove it from my social friend list.we argued.


Mas Satya had a hard talk with me.I who was not used to being treated so immediately angry and block his number.


Mas Satya never tried to contact or come.


If we used to understand each other and not be selfish maybe we would not be separated.