The Steel-Cared Rose
Dissapointed

Sinta cried to see Callista who fell unconscious. She hugged and kissed Callista. His heart is in longs.

Rubbed his eldest daughter's hair. She did not expect that her daughter would come to her.

"I'm sorry mom, baby .." said Sinta lirih.

"Auntie's right Callista's mother?" Sharifah ventured to open her voice.

Sinta nodded her head.

"We saw aunty on local television. Callista says his mother's aunt wants to see aunty."

Sinta rubbed her tears that kept dripping and falling.

"You guys are here?" Ask Callista's mother in a loud and hoarse voice. He decided to cancel all his agenda that day. Ask his assistant to replace him.

Still can't believe meeting the daughter he misses so much.

"We're on vacation. To Singapore. We crossed over here."

"Stay here. You don't mind, do you?"

"We're up to Callista, aunt."

Sharifah and Azizah were escorted to the guest house pavilion. Callista was taken into a large room. Next to Emier's room.

Room complete with indoor bathroom and wardrobe. The room is for girls who never materialized. Because Sinta's cold and harsh attitude towards Emier made Dean cancel his desire to have another child.

The room was made a long time ago. Long before Sinta had a legal case.

Dean made two rooms next to each other. I wish they had a boy and a girl.

One room is painted in baby blue and the other baby pink.

Complete with wall paper, carpet, wardrobe, furniture and other equipment.

"You better take a walk around here. Later will be escorted and accompanied by a driver who will guide and take care of you both."

"We want to accompany Callista."

"No, let's just aunt. You guys just go for a mumpy walk here."

"Aunty is watching Callista?"

"Yes. A lot of people want to talk to Callista. You guys want to take a walk. Give Aunt and Callista a chance?"

"Good aunt. We go first."

"alright. Take good care of yourself."

"Yes aunty."

Callista looked very shocked. Sinta looked sadly at her daughter who was lying on a bed decorated in color with her broken white wardrobe.

Both rooms have the same color of wardrobe, bed, curtains, study tables and chairs. Broken. 

"Mama misses you so much. Don't misunderstand my mother." Sinta hugged Callista tightly. Unknowingly falling asleep while hugging his daughter.

Sharifah and Azizah were taken to the guest house pavilion. Separated from the main house.

The pavilion is spacious and comfortable. It consists of three guest rooms. Each with a bathroom.  Terrace, living room, family and kitchen. A rectangular swimming pool.

Unlike the swimming pool in the main house. Size 10x10 square meters.

There is another swimming pool in the main house. Broader.  The size is three times.

On the edge of the pool laid out plants in such a way. Both swimming pools have two striped wooden chairs for sunbathing.

It's just that in the main house swimming pool equipped with a gazebo, shower water for rinsing the body, a small pool to wash the feet before entering the pool and a bathroom and changing rooms.

There is an elongated wooden dining table complete with wooden benches lined on both sides and both ends of the table. Shaded roof tassel. Equipped with barbecue equipment. It was not far from the dining table.

The courtyard surrounding the house is beautiful. The grass, trees and flowers are arranged in such a beautiful and beautiful way. Very soothing to the eyes.

The view behind the entire house including the pavilion is very beautiful.

"I think I'm more at home here than the hotel we're staying at." Syarifah.

"Yeah, the atmosphere is very hommy, comfortable, clean and beautiful."

"We go for a walk or buy clothes first? All our clothes are in the hotel. The toiletries are very complete here. We need clothes."

"Yeah, we should buy clothes after a walk. How's it?"

"alright. We're leaving now?"

"Yeah!"

***

Callista. Seeing her mother hugging herself. Make his emotions go back up.

Pushing his mother harshly. His mother woke up from her sleep. Surprised to see Callista's rude attitude.

"I hate you!" Shouted Callista.

"Darling, listen to me…."

"I won't! You are evil! Cruel!"

"Dear, I'm sorry. Not everything is what you think!"

"Callista!"

"I hate you! I don't believe having mom like you!"

"Mama can explain, baby!"

"No! You are lier! Hate you! Stay away!"

Sinta's crying broke. Himself shaken. Hatred clearly shone on Callista's face and eyes.

"You're realistic! You left us all. To live like this? Mama is not satisfied with the life you gave her in Switzerland? What is life like in Malaysia? An ambition to be governor? Mama's human or not?"

"Callista!"

"Beautiful to her son, ma! Maybe you can't give life like you are living right now. But we're not short of money either!"

"Callistas! Not everything is what you think, baby. Mama misses you all."

"lik! I don't believe you! *****!"

Sinta could not hold back her crying. He did not blame Callista's anger or grief.

"Darling!" Sinta intended to hug Callista but was pushed aside and pushed more violently.

"Hell no! Stay away from me! Hate you! You ain't my mom! You are devil!"

Callista wants to escape but is held captive by her mother's bodyguards.

"Darling! Don'tgo. You'll be rough."

"I don't want to be here."

"Darling! Understand. I don't want anything to happen to you."

"Get out!" Shouted Callista hysterically.

"Mama's going out but you're not going anywhere, are you?"

"What is your business! I'm not your son!"

Tears were growing from both of her cheeks.

Sinta exited the room occupied by Callista.

"Jaga my son! Don't let him go unattended. I don't want anything to happen to him."

"Good ma'am!"

Sinta walked towards the family room. Crying fully.

By afternoon. Emier returned home after a long day of school and extracurricular activities.

"Bun, why?" Emier slid towards his mother.

"I'm fine."

"Mother crying."

"It's okay! Didn't you hear what I said?"

"Who's next to my room? Why is someone guarding?"

"Your brother."

"really?"

Emier ran towards the bedroom next to his bedroom. Opens door.

There was a guard in the room. Her brother was crying. His eyes.

"You who?" Ask Callista ketus.

"Are you my brother?" Emier asked with her clear eyes and innocent face.

"You son of the devil!" Shouted Callista towards Emier.

"Why is my brother angry with me? We're mother's children."

"I'm not his son! He's satanic. You're a child of the devil!"

"Sister!"

"Don't come any closer! I hate all of you!" Callista's tears melted down both sides of her cheeks.

Emier decided to leave the room. Walk towards his room. His life was filled with anger and hatred that his mother had directed at him. Now her sister.

By night Dean was back home. Himself riding apitam saw Callista's rude attitude.

"Get that kid out of here as soon as possible!"

"He's my son!"

"He's demon! The words are so rude!"

"Put in!"

"It was his father who caused this mess. Does he know what his father did?"

"Don't involve him! Please!"