The Second Ring
Chapters. 59

The feeling of Olivia's heart has been divorced berai, which initially he was so eager to enjoy breakfast together, now even his appetite has evaporated. Moreover, when he found the husband who only greeted for a moment in the dining room.

The man did not eat breakfast. He said goodbye and was in a hurry to leave the house.

Of course, Vino's attitude invited both Olivia's parents to ask.

As much as possible, Olivia was just acting normal. Vino didn't know how he racked his brain to find the right reason.

"There was an impromptu phone call, ma'am. There's a problem at work." Olivia did not dare to look at the face of the mother when she said. He was worried that if the wrong behavior could be known to the woman who had given birth to him.

"Didn't your husband like it when we were both here!"

No, this is what Olivia avoids the most. Non-essential questions that contain unfounded guesses. His mother was too negative-minded which of course could trigger a fight.

"Mother is just there. That's not the concept. Brother Vino again there is a sudden job so he hastily left, there is no relationship with father and mother." Olivia explained with a feeling of annoyance.

If only there was Alvin, there must be someone who can entertain and distract him when his feelings are not okay like this. However, it is a pity that what he feels today also comes from his sadness because of the loss of his only son.

"Yes but, right, try your husband's breakfast stuff spoonful or two spoon first just out. Cook straight out so, hurry up. It seems obvious that he does not like mom and dad. It used to be fitting to marry you his attitude is very good, now what? Want anything like to argue, do not recite the same words of parents. You are not born, you are directly into the world. Until all the words of Mother, she denied that."

Olivia's head throbbed in pain, her mother did not stop talking. And what was spoken of went everywhere.

"Mother is already," said the Father reminding.

"Yes, let Olivia know that her husband is like that, sir. Cook when I ask him to take Olivia home instead of wanting to. There are many reasons -"

"Yes, right, I can't, Mom. I told you what the reason was. They are again pioneering efforts, where they can be left at will. Now that the business has grown, we should be happy-"

"Here, you keep thinking about him ...."

"That's because they didn't say it, sir." Mom doesn't want to lose. She sat down, looking at her husband completely. His face seemed stiff withstanding the anger that was ready to explode at any moment.

"If you say you want to help? There must have been a nagging first, saying that if you have a husband not becus nyari money, can not support our children." You also do not want to lose in this debate. He had been very dizzy listening to every complaint expressed by his wife about his son and daughter-in-law.

"It's still a reason, until they don't send us any money?"

"Oh my God, Mother! So I took money from our children. What do you think this father has been unable to finance our lives. This man is still capable, ma'am. Still capable." He stood up, his hands clapping his chest repeatedly. "We should be happy and see enough of our children to be happy with the families they build. That's a sign that we as parents have succeeded in educating them. Not complaining all the time about this and that. That's why they don't want to call us first, it's because Mom's always complaining about this and that every day."

In her seat, Olivia was already crying. This is not what he wanted to hear. This is not what he wants to see. In the morning blind, in the midst of his heart.

In the past, when he was still single, he would be indifferent to the quarrels and debates carried out by his parents. After all, it's a common thing. Because, after that they will get along and make fun. Like nothing ever happened.

In the past, when he was single, he would answer every word of the mother or choose to be silent and cry when the mother was already nagging unclear. But now, his heart felt fragile. He thought as if every quarrel and hurtful speech he heard was coming from him. Isn't that so? The source of happiness for parents is their children.

She was unhappy because of him. I don't know for which reason. He couldn't even guess it.

"So I want to complain to who if I'm not the same as the kids? Same Father? The Father can only talk at length without understanding the feelings of the mother who was left with her children. They live happily, but mothers are miserable because they are wracked with longing continuously until it feels like they want to die." Mother patted her chest strongly, hoping that the pain would disappear a little.

"Gelahirin has been difficult, ngerawat they are also not easy. Their nyekolahin was high, the ends were left behind as well. No one wants to be with us, sir. They are busy with their own families, their own lives" he lamented with tears.

Olivia could no longer hear her mother's heart. Silently and withholding his sobs, he left the room. However, the father's voice was still clearly heard in his ears.

"We were originally just two, Mom, in the end it was just the two of us. Let them be filial in their own way, if according to our way of service there will never be a proper word. Because our size is our feeling, our satisfaction. In fact, we should think enough about the happiness of children. We must also be tormented if the children stay with us, but they continue to be distressed by our attitudes, Mom. Be aware. Mother's heart field. That the children are just care, they are not our own that can be fully regulated, corroborated and prosecuted." Dad was sitting in his chair. Stretching out his hand, he stroked the wife's back which shook violently.

"Our children may also have many complaints about us. For we who have not been able to be good parents to them, but they remain silent because they think about our feelings. Why don't we think about their feelings. Pray, Mom, pray a lot, pray a good prayer so that we can all be happy. Now look! Olivia lost her son, she's grieving but not the least she's complaining in front of us. He just keeps smiling to strengthen us, so that we don't worry too much about him." His words ended with his wife hugging him.

Meanwhile, Olivia locked her room and she headed straight for the bathroom. His sadness was mixed, many things were crashing his defenses. He shed tears and hoped that this cry could melt the pain from his chest.