The Steel-Cared Rose
The Angered

Five years had passed since Sinta left Dylan and her three children.

Not for a second did he forget his three children. Always hope to be reunited with them as before.

Through the private detectives he hired. He saw his three children growing up and growing up. Through the photos and videos given to him.

Keanu is eight years old. Sapphire towards twelve years while the eldest Callista, towards sixteen years.

His heart misses all three. Begging Dean to allow the three to stay with them but his wishes are rejected outright.

Dean's reply made him very angry and upset.

"You know your two daughters. So pretty. I can't guarantee to keep their honor if they stay with us."

"Don't you dare ruin my two children!"

"You already know they're both coming down your and Dylan's face. I'm just a normal guy." Dean chuckled.

"You bastard!"

"Where do cats reject salted fish?"

Sinta lunged at Dean. Dean caught both hands.

"I'm a good connecting father. Tell me the truth before it all goes away."

"You are so outrageous!"

"You want me to be hypocritical and deliberately fishing in order to touch my beautiful children?"

"You're a real asshole! What about Keanu?"

"You want your youngest child to be the target of my hatred and anger? Pay for all his father's deeds."

Sinta reflexes wants to hit Dean. His hands were captured and squeezed very tightly.

"Aaww!!!"

"You know why Dylan wouldn't leave his kids to us? I've been telling her frankly. What happens to her children if she forces her children to leave us."

"You're so mean!"

"Who is cruel? Look what you did to Emier. If I avenge you two for your children who are not my children. It still makes sense. But Emier? You can't feel your own cruelty!"

"You hurt my heart and my feelings!"

Dean pushed Sinta's body into the wall. Holds both hands against the wall. Sinta's tears fell down her cheeks. Throw away face.

"You really like playing victim! You and Dylan are unbelievable. You two have hurt my heart! The yell of the thief! Don't make me lose my temper!" 

"I've explained it over and over again. Dylan and I didn't mean to betray you!"

"I have said it repeatedly, too. I can't forgive you both!"

Sinta's crying got louder. 

"It could just cry!" Dean's Eject.

"If you're kuanayaya. I'm gonna have another legal case. Maltreatment. Actions are not pleasant."

"Indeed, can you molest me?" Ejek Dean again.

Sinta grabbed the broom and pointed the handle towards Dean.

"OK! Lower them! Youre right. Persecution and unpleasant deeds."

Sinta came back crying loudly.

"You can also get the noise noise noise law. Pollution of sound." Connect Dean.

Sinta's crying is getting louder.

"Take my teeth! That was a fun act. How's it?" Dean said.

A couch cushion floated up Dean's head.

"Where's wrong?" Dean's Law.

"It's good I didn't throw stones or shoes. Pleasant for you but for me pegel-pegel. Oh wow!"

"Bring my head if you throw anything hard on my head. My face will become less handsome!"

"Not funny! I'm not a massage parlor!"

"Easy! Don't cry on. Pollution sound!"

Sinta walked towards her room and continued her crying.

"You're the head of the county! Cook crying like a five-year-old!" Shouted Dean from outside the room.

Sinta's cry grew louder. There was the sound of stuff being thrown against the wall.

"Emier never acted like you!"

Emier walked up to his father, "Mother why?"

"Why?"

"You don't want to buy ice cream." Sahut Dean.

Emier knocked on the door of her mother's room.

"Mother!"Call her.

"Get out!" Shouted bunda.

Emier opened the door to her mother's room.

"Bad boy! You didn't hear my words! Out!" Shouted Sinta furiously.

"Mother! I'll buy you some ice cream. What does your mother want ice cream?"

"What are you talking about? Out!"

"Mother don't cry!" Said Emier looking at his bunda with his clear eyes.

"Let's say!"

Emier exited his mother's room. Closed doors. Walk towards the garage.

"Where are you going?" Ask father.

"Buy ice cream for you!"

He picked up his bike and pedaled it to a nearby minimarket.

Entering the mini market. Walk towards the ice cream freezer storage box. Take each type one fruit. They range from small size to the largest size. 

In the middle of the sun. Emier pushed his bike full of two shopping bags over the handlebar of his bike. A sweat came out of his forehead.

His father screamed in shock at the sight of his son trying to push his bike into the garage.

"Why did you buy that much ice cream?" Ask father.

"I don't know which ice cream you want. I just bought all kinds of one each."

Dean helped bring a shopping bag that filled the handlebar of the son's bicycle. Eyes scolding. His son did not hold grudges and hurt against Sinta's treatment of him.

"Why do you care about Mom? Just let your mother cry!" 

"I don't want to see you sad and crying."

"You're not angry. Mommy scolds you often?"

Emier shook his head.

Dean brought a shopping bag into Sinta's room. Emier walked over to the still crying bunch.

"Mother! I don't know which ice cream you like. Mother do not be sad and cry." Entertain Emier.

"Why did you buy this much ice cream? Waste money! You mustn't be arrogant and redheaded! How can you manage your money if you don't have this kind of calculation?!" Sinta nagged and scolded Emier.

Emier put all the ice cream he bought into the freezer in the refrigerator located in his room.

"Bad boy! You don't want to hear me at all!"

"I bought ice cream for my mom. 

Sinta came to her son and pinched his hand and butt.

"Bad boy!"

Emier did not stir up and said a word. Her mother would often pinch her if she made her angry. He often does not understand what his mistake is.

"Sorry mother!"

"You're always sorry! But it always makes me angry and angry. Get out of my room!"

"I'm going to get out of your room. But you have to fulfill one request."

"Whatis that? Bad boy!" Sahut Sinta.

"I don't want you to cry."

"Good! I won't cry and you're out of my room!"

Emier turned towards the door of her room and walked out of the room. Door closing.

"Why did your mother scold you?" Ask father.

"Mother doesn't like me buying a lot of ice cream." Answer Emier.

"Did your party pinch or hit you?"

Emier shook his head. Lied. He did not want his father to scold his mother. His father did not like it when his mother scolded him, pinched him or hit him.

"You didn't lie to Baba?"

Emier shook his head.