THE WOMAN YOU WERE WASTED
Chapter 19's
"Ndra, where the hell does Rara go every day out of the house always go home at night?" sarah asked her son.
"Andra also did not know mom, he never said rich first if going where" said Andra grabbed a cell phone on the sofa, turned on the phone screen to look at the clock.
"It's cool mom is with you, how could you marry a woman who doesn't know Rara's rich self, were your eyes blind?" said the spicy mother.
The deg!
Andra slightly grimaced to hear the mother's words, somehow her heart hurt when the mother said Rara women do not know themselves even though all this time she also always said such things to Rara.
"Huuuff... Mom, why are you talking like that? Mother was also very supportive of Andra and Rara's relationship, why now mother so bring up all the things that have passed." said Andra took a heavy breath.
"It was because Rara was the son of a rich, beautiful, pinter, a model, from a distinguished family who could lift our lives, lifting you to a good career. Who would not want to dapet besan conglomerate tajir twist have a company, have a beautiful daughter-in-law a model, her son became rich had a good career. Who's trying to do it?" said Miss Sarah was full of emphasis.
"Emang now Rara is already a child of the poor mom? Don't!" Andra chiming.
"Yes I know Andra, if Rara is still Sigit's rich son. But I'm ashamed to have an elephant-bodied daughter-in-law like her, I'm ashamed whenever my friend asks Rara. Want to be taroh where mom's face if she has a daughter-in-law who looks so rich" said Sarah's mother with a high tone.
Hearing the voice of Andra and her mother, Jihan who was cooking preparing dinner immediately eavesdropped near the kitchen door as her hands carried the pink spatula that Rara used to cook.
"Damn! I'm tired of cooking after work even the grandmother dropped by talking about Rara fucking again, she's actually a cruel mother-in-law who just likes the benefits of her daughter-in-law doang. Look at you, if I have married your favorite child, I will definitely drum from here, Grandma dropped by. Let there be no more burden on the grandmother and daughter in this beautiful life of mine, and I will be the only mistress in this house after successfully menggirin si Rara." Jihan smiled with satisfaction.
"Heh, brother! Why are you stuck in your ears on the wall?" said Lili who arrived to enter the kitchen, making Jihan surprised.
Luckily he had finished cursing Sarah's mother, and again he was lucky because the brother of his lover did not hear what he had said. Lf it doesn't? The hope of becoming a mistress in this house and mastering everything that Andra has is just a waste and a dream.
"Heh, brother. How come you're even dumb?" lili patted her palms right in front of Jihan's face.
"Eh, you. Yes Li, that was brother Jihan rich with the sound of her son Rara crying. That's why I put the tekibga on the wall." Jihan smiled forcefully after making up the story.
"Oh, Rara and her son are no longer home from morning. Wrong with your times." said Lili who trusted Jihan's words.
"Ooo, that. Bless me for being wrong." - Kimpal Jihan.
"Yoi, what are you cooking, brother?" tanya Lili looked up at the pan that was cradling on the stove.
"Gor fish.. God, I'm going to fry the fish." yelled Jihan directly closer to the frying pan, then flipped two fish gurame already charred.
'Oh, fuck me! Surely grandma dropir will nag ngomel nih.' Inner Jihan, hastily raised the two fish using serok.
"Why did you lie to me, Ra? Did your father and late mother ever teach you to lie?" said Mr. Sigit who was still focused on staring out the window, but his voice sounded raucous like someone holding back a cry.
The deg!
Rara's heart skipped a beat when she heard the father's words, how could the father know if he had hidden the problem of a huge storm that was hitting his household.
"What father mean?" rara asked with a trembling voice.
"When have you been good at lying?" ask Sigit again.
"Rara knows what I mean" said Rara trying to cover everything.
"Why, Ra? Why is the father's son, whose father and mother taught from childhood wholeheartedly now a liar?" said Mr. Sigit held back crying.
Rara shook her head slowly, while Willy could only shut up.
"No, Rara is still a good father. Rara is not a liar! Rara just does not want a sad father, it's enough for this Rara ngerepotin father and brother Pandu. Rara does not want to mengebebanin Rara problem, Rara already big well. Rara can design her own household problems, Rara is good." said Rara bowed her head, her tears slid without being able to be dammed again.
"Ma ma, don't angis ma" said Viona arrived when Rara's tears fell on her little daughter's hand.
Hearing the words of the grandson, Mr. Sigit immediately turned to look at his favorite daughter and hugged her tightly.
"Rara is okay, Rara is strong. Hiks Hiks." said Rara in a sobbing that she could no longer hide.
Willy left his car on the side of the road at Rara's house, not into the house area. Waiting for Rara and Sigit's mood to calm down, then lifting Viona to hold her in the front seat while giving her a cellphone so that her nephew was not fussy.
"Why son? Why do you have to keep all the trouble that comes hitting you alone? This father son, even dad willing to take off his sandals to walk on the glass shards so that the father's daughter's feet are not hurt" said Mr. Sigit shaking from crying.
Rara could only cry so naturally in the arms of the father, his heart really hurt to hear his father's words.
"No child, any parent would be willing to see his child suffer. Even the father who works as a stone porters willing his body exposed to the eye rays of decades to support his children, parents are willing to hold hunger because his stomach is empty without a grain of rice, the parents are willing to endure hunger, so that his son would not starve. How can a father who is sitting at home can watch his favorite daughter hold his hunger because he lives with bad people around him?" said Mr. Sigit again.
Hearing that, Rara increasingly tightened her embrace on the father.
"Rara misses well, Rara longs to be a spoiled father's little daughter so that Rara does not know the pain of this life" said Rara crying bitterly.
"Please son, I'm here. Father will always hold you, father will be the front guard to protect you and Viona." said Mr. Sigit rubbed his daughter's hair gently.