The Prince
36. Gnashed

"Down here Mas" said Kia politely asked to drop Ipang on the terrace, after reaching his front home.

"Okay, Ipang down yeah" said Radit slowly.

In Radit's heart very happy, his suffering is over. Because carrying Ipang really makes his shoulders ache.

"Yes Om" replied Ipang satisfied after he managed to dirty Radit's clothes with a lot of mud.

Then Radit lowered Ipang slowly to sit on the terrace floor of Kia's house. Radit looked at Kia, feeling himself meritorious. Hope Kia thank you and accept her love. Radit also feels that he is starting to get close to Ipang.

"Astaghfirullohal'adziim, What?" kia said in shock and shut her mouth to see Radit's shirt. Kia knew this was her ignorant son.

"Empt" Ipang sat back and relaxed, holding back a laugh.

"Why Dhek?" radit was confused.

Kia closed her mouth, biting her own anxious lips into Ipang's behavior. Especially Kia's not good to Radit.

"Sorry Ipang Mas, Mas Radit's clothes on the back." said Kia hesitantly told.

"Why is my dress Dhek?" tanya Radit tried to pull her shirt to look at.

"Her help clean up!" kia.

"Yes"

As Kia was about to help Radit clean his clothes, Ipang started acting up again.

"Sakiit's mother" complained Ipang whimpering while crying.

Kia then turned to Ipang and stopped his intention of helping Radit.

"Yes, my son, flinch" Kia replied approaching Ipang.

"Mas Radit should go home first! Thank you for helping" Kia added, telling Radit to come home.

"Sakiit's mother" Kia continued to whine for attention.

Radit is confused to see Ipang crying, but Radit still wants to linger at Kia's house.

"Yes, son, which part of the pain?" tanya Kia cares for Ipang and is indifferent to Radit.

Ipang cried with an expression of pain and glanced at Radit occasionally. Ipang is upset why Radit didn't leave.

"Mother Ipang wants to go to the bathroom, Ipang kebelet Bab" said Ipang suddenly.

"Okay, let's take you to the bathroom" Kia replied nodding and turned to Radit again who was still standing on the wall.

"I'm sorry, Mas Radit came home. I want to take care of Ipang" said Kia expelled Radit subtly for the second time. Then Kia brought Ipang in by carrying.

"Yes" Radit replied briefly and disappointedly.

Kia came in and closed the door.

Radit scolded before leaving, looking at his back suit from the glass. His eyes also glared at the sight of his beloved white cocoa filled with mud.

"Haiiisshh why approach Kia, this hard" Radit grumbled inwardly and left.

Arriving inside the house after Kia closed the door. Ipang brushed off the hand of Kia who was holding him and asked to come down.

"Mother put Ipang down" said Ipang asked to be taken down.

"His leg doesn't hurt?" ask Kia

"Down Ipang Bu"plek Ipang while sagging from the Sling. Kia also said to release Ipang from his carrier. And Ipang came down straight standing upright.

"Ipang, you? " call Kia wonder Ipang can walk upright.

"Ipang can walk alone Ma'am" said Ipang again.

"Certainly earlier? What's?" kia asked with a judgmental look Ipang was about to scold. Looks like Kia lied to Ipang again.

"Hehehe" replied Ipang grinning.

"You lied to mom?"

"No lie, ma'am. Ipang's legs are really sick. But Ipang is a man, Ipang must take care of mother. Ipang should not be sick, Ipang should be strong for Mom" said Ipang so sweet.

Listening to Ipang's words, Kia who wants to get angry becomes a train and does not get angry.

"Dear mother's son, thank you. Yes, if you want to go to the bathroom quickly, after that I clean your wounds, if not cleaned later can be infected, understand?"

"The lady doesn't want to go to the bathroom!" answer Ipang honestly.

"Did?" kia asked dumbfounded again, just said she wanted a chapter.

"Let's clear my wound, ma'am!" invite Ipang firmly does not answer his mother's questions anymore.

"Wait first. So Ipang lied again?" ask Kia to investigate. Kia lost a lot of points to her son.

"Sorry Mom!"

"Ipaaang, so you got a prank?" call Kia don't like her son getting smart lying.

"She lied for good once in a while?" answer Ipang defend himself. With his clever smile.

"Who taught you that, huh? No matter what the habit of lying is, boy. I don't like it!" kia replied.

"Ipang does not like Om Radit near the mother" said Ipang honestly.

"Yes, I understand, I don't get it either, but why? Why lie and fight Om Radit, it can't be kid!"

"Abis Om Radit deket-deketin mother, later father jealous you know Bu" said Ipang again increasingly make Kia stunned.

"Hoooh? Of jealousy? Haha. Who did you hear those words from, son?" tanya Kia does not believe even Ipang can already have a vocabulary of jealousy in his brain.

"Here you are, Mom, do you want to clean Ipang's wounds? If you don't want to let Ipang clean it yourself" said Ipang upset and sulked because his mother kept asking him. Then I'd like to clean the wound.

"Jawab first, who are you jealous of?" kia asked looking at her ignorant son.

"Yes, I ask you and Ipang wants to clean his own wounds" replied Ipang again do not like to be scouted questions. Ipang then pulls the box P3K kia.

Ipang also with his style said he could.

"Can, abis mother fierce same chattering Ipang" said Ipang honestly expressed his heart.

"Word!" call Kia again annoyed, even her son now said no to her.

"Would you help me clean up Ipang's wounds?" tanya Ipang diverted again.

Inside the P3K box there is a plaster case, betadin cleaning fluid, ointment and cotton wool. Ipang looks confused which one to open and do.

"She can be alone? Yes, clean it yourself!" kia said back to pranking Ipang.

"It's true that mother does not love Ipang" replied Ipang twisting the words, making his mother want to help him.

"Well, was it Ipang himself who said, Ipang want to clean it himself?"

"It's because mom is so chatty. I stop scolding Ipang, and clean the wound Ipang, anyway Ipang do not like Om Radit"

"Hemmm, yaya, I understand!"

"Come on, treat Ipang"

"You want to get cleaned up, apologize first. And don't tell me Mom's chatty"

"Hehehe yes Ma'am, Ipang apologizes, Ibu Ipang is very beautiful, Mother is also very good, Ipang dear Mother" replied Ipang issued a nurse to make Kia melt. Basic child Aslan from childhood is already good at seducing.

"Huh, you son of a mother is now naughty! Here his leg" said Kia then crouched to clean the blisters on Ipang's leg.

Then painstakingly and carefully Kia cleaned the wound on Ipang's knee. First clean with cleaning fluid. Remove the soil and dirt that is stuck then antiseptic and ointment to dry quickly. Because Kia's blisters left open.

"Sakiit Bu. perih" complained Ipang when Kia compress the scuffed part with cassa and cleaning fluid.

"Say Ipang is a man and will take care of mother. Arrested about it yes, only mother olesi ointment kok" said Kia advising.

"Yes Ma'am"

"Why did you fall anyway? Are you going home? You don't want to, just run!"

"How many times did Ipang say Mom? Ipang does not like to see Om Radit near his mother, so Ipang run away"

"Hemm, a possessive mother's son"

"Mother belongs only to Ipang and father"

"Did?" Kia stopped smearing the ointment and turned to Ipang.

"Dad? Whose dad?"

"Dad Aslan is Mom"

"Ipaang, I told you, don't mention her name. Ipang and Ipang's mother had a mother. There's nothing else"

"But Ipang wants a father and that's Aslan's father's mother"

"Ipaang" grumbled Kia again to warn him not to discuss Aslan.

"Hummm" Ipang answered with a frown.

Kiapun can not say anything if Ipang began to discuss Aslan. Now Ipang can't be lied to anymore. Ipang knew and knew who his father was.

"Yes, I want to clean, I want to cook, play!" said Kia woke up avoiding Ipang whining about Aslan again.

Kia then went to the kitchen, boiled water, and cooked rice. While Ipang sat pensively, his brain went back to work thinking about how his mother wanted to be with his father.

Kia herself does her job by daydreaming. Why Ipang can be so close and like his father when he just met. How to make Ipang forget his father.

After washing dishes and cleaning the house. Kia went out to buy vegetables. At the end of the road the mothers seemed to be crowding buying vegetables at the itinerant.

"Well, is Miss Kia home?" ask the vegetable.

"He...Yes ma'am" Kia replied smiling.

"Holiday or what?" ask the other mother.

Kia was silent and confused as to what to answer. Why his presence at home is questionable. It's natural for Kia to live in her own home.

"I really want to go home Mom" replied Kia.

"Will the Cirain settle in the capital? Kia was from there, right?" ask the neighbor again.

"Yes Ma'am" replied Kia.

"Ipang is already big, Bu Kia. I think to the Capital want to find Ipang's father" said neighbor Kia.

"Mother This is how. Bu Kia would like to dance for Ipang here, that's what every day catapulted"

"My feeling yesterday watching Ipang selected. Hasn't performed yet, meaning Ipang didn't come home? Then Miss Kia went home alone?" ask the other mothers.

"Well, alone, so many opportunities to be alone? So free, no Ipang?"

"Udah the Bu Kia, marry me!"

Kia swallowed her saliva. Hearing mothers ask themselves answers themselves.

"My mother bought a kale one, what half a kilo?" asked Kia with a flushed face wanting to leave immediately.

"Twenty thousand Neng"

"Here is the money, ma'am. Thanks" said Kia.

"Let's mother? I go home first" said Kia.

"The good news is not answered, just go away"

"Yeah. Ck basic" pouty mother.

Kia walked quickly to her house, holding tight. Until Kia's house sat down to put the vegetables and regulate his breathing.

"Oh my God, why is there no end to people using me. Is getting married or not my business? Why are these mothers so bothered?"