THORNY ROSE
CHAPTER 137

Dami immediately jumped on his bike to go home as Rose and Jerome told him about the mother. "Where's mom?" he asked a maid with a flat expression.

"The mother advised, not to be disturbed by the young master." explained the maid, who indicated the mother was at home.

"Dona?"

"Miss Dona hasn't come home yet Young Master" she explained when Dami asked Dona.

"Papa?"

"Master just left young master."

The maid was a little suspicious, because Dami absented all her family members. Plus, the Madam who put on a face.

As well as Mr. Joko, as soon as he came he went straight into the room. I don't know what the two men were talking about in the room.

But for sure, everything is not okay. Because, Mr. Joko came out of the room with a scary face.

"You mean?" dami asked, looking the maid seemed confused about what to say. "Tell me. Don't be afraid." pinta Dami.

The maid nodded. "I don't know what's going on in the room, between Mr and Mrs. It's just, I'm sure all is not well Young Master."

Dami tightened his jaws heard a rumbling sound to the sound of the upper and lower teeth. Soon Dami's good to the top floor. And opened the door to my mother's room

Unfortunately the door was locked from the inside. "Ma,, mama,, open ma... It's Dami." cried Dami, hoping the door would open.

There was no sign the door would open from the inside. "Ma. mama.... It's Dami...!!" dami shouted repeatedly while knocking on the door violently.

A maid came in throngs. "This is Young Master." He gave Dami the other door. They all also felt worried about the Madam who had always treated them well and always humanized them.

Dami opened with a feeling of worry. Just one worry. Her mother did a terrible thing.

Dami went in as soon as the door opened. It appeared that Madam Utami was sitting crouching in the corner of the room hugging her legs, drowning her face between her knees.

Both of Madam Utami's shoulders trembled up and down. It indicates he is crying. Dami approached, hugging the mother lovingly.

The servants who had come inside, all came out of the room. One of them came back again, with a glass of water in his hand.

"Young Master, I put it here" his great-grandson with both eyes reddened. Dami just nodded. He exited the master's room by closing the door again.

She helped my mother stand up. He sat on the sofa in his room. "All will be well ma. There's Dami here."

Dami tried not to look hit. As the Rose said, Dami should be able to calm the heart of the mother.

Madam Utami is still down. "Ma." Dami held both of my mama's cheeks. Bringing the face of the mother to look at.

Both of Dami's eyes widened, with reddened eyes holding back tears and anger. Looking at the two cheeks of the mama bruised. With the corner of Madam Utami's lips spit out a little blood.

Madam Utami continued to cry with tears streaming down from within her eyelids without saying a word.

Dami took her mother into a hug. "Gue swear..!! Joko, elo will get a reply for what you did to my mama." Inner Dami, look at the state of the mama.

"Silent mom. Here there's Dami." That's all Dami can say. She no longer knew what to do and asked what to her mother.

Dami called the maid to bring her ice water to compress her cheek. "Young master can?" the maid asked, with tears already falling on both cheeks.

Dami nodded. "Thank you."

"We're downstairs. Whatever Tian Mida needs. Catalan on us." he said solemnly.

With painstaking and gentle, Dami compresses the right and left cheeks of the mother alternately. "Still sick?" ask Dami.

But Madam Utami just kept silent not to answer. I really want Dami to go look for Papa. He was replying to the pain he had given his mother. Heartache, and physical pain.

But Dami again remembered the words of the Rose. What Madam Utami needs is her whereabouts. Not emotions.

Moreover, Dona, the younger sister whom he could not rely on at all to reduce the pain experienced by the mother. "If my sister were a Rose, surely mama wouldn't be this weedy." Inner Dami. Again he wanted the rose to be his sister.

About thirty minutes, Madam Utami began to calm down. Dami immediately took a glass of water. "Drink first ma."

Madam Utami drank a few sips of water with help from Dami. He smiled, though his tears still dripped from both of his eyelids.

"All alan is fine. There's Dami by my mom's side." said Dami.

The lady sighed and exhaled slowly. Trying to re-set his emotions. "Where do you know, baby?" said he smiled bitterly.

"Roses."

Madam Utami smiled, her hands rubbing both of her cheeks wet with tears that seemed to not want to stop flowing. "Most certainly her mother told her."

"Before that, the rose knew. But he didn't want to tell mom. He said he didn't want my mom to be sad. Just like her and her mother." explained Dami.

"The thing." Madam Utami blinked her eyes quickly. I hope the tears don't come out again. "She is very loving to anyone." praised Madam Utami.

"The company of mama first yes." pinta Nyonya Utami.

"Without asking, Dami will always be next to you. Accompanying mom. And support every decision you make." press Dami.

Madam Utami hugged the body of the mother. "Thank you dear. Mama is very lucky to have you." said Mrs Utami.

"Never repay papa's behavior. Use your heart." continued Madam Utami.

"Yes ma." said Dami. "But I'm sorry, Dami can't promise this one" Dami said in her heart.

Which son will be silent. Seeing my mother being treated unfairly by my father. Injuring the mother like this. Plus physical injuries.

"I promise you, papa will receive a reward for what was done to mama including the demonic woman." Dami's inner self is burning with revenge.

The Roses and Jerome had reached Jerome's residence. Actually, the rose refused to be invited here. But Jerome insisted on bringing the Roses to his home. And the rose can only pass.

"Welcome. Sorry yes, the aunt at that time spoke harshly with you." great-granddaughter Mrs Mesya, being welcome for the coming of the Rose to her house.

"Yes aunty." said the Rose kindly.

Mrs Mesya took the Rose to sit on the sofa, with Jerome sitting beside the Rose. "Where are you from?" ask Mrs Mesya.

"Roses are running out of Jerome's lecture list." Jerome said.

"Worthy, you're still in uniform." tweeted Mrs Mesya.

Although Mrs Mesya has been kind and accepted the arrival of the Roses well, but the Roses still feel reluctant and still a little distance.

Because Rose knows for sure, why he can be friendly and kind to him. Nothing else is not because of the material.

Try the rose as it used to be. A poor girl with no possessions. Surely he will also not be treated well by the mother of a man who a few days ago has made him a lover.

Madam Mesya looks so forced to be close to the Rose. But Jerome could see, if the Roses still kept their distance and looked a little reluctant to open themselves.

Jerome can't blame the rose. Because, after all, the mother once made the Rose's heart hurt. But Jerome hoped that the rose would forgive her, and the two would get along.

The rose was in Jerome's house not until nightfall. The rose asks to go home soon. He felt sorry for his mother who was alone at home.

And Jerome knows, it's all just the Rose excuse. So that he can leave his house immediately. I still feel uncomfortable talking to my mom.

"Is my mom bothering you so much?" jerome asked suddenly in the car, as he drove the Rose.

The rose turned towards Jerome. "What does Jerome mean?" ask Roses.

"You smart women, you know what my question means." Jerome said with a flat face.

The rose is silent. Jerome's question seemed to corner him. "Don't you apologize, it's so hard to forgive you."

"Roses just haven't been able to get completely close to Brother Jerome's mama. There is still a bad taste in the Rose." the great-grandson of the Rose said honestly.

"That's because you don't want to try. Try to forgive your mother. It'll all be easy for you."

Jerome went back to being selfish, just looking at him from his point of view. Without thinking about the feelings of the Rose that was once embarrassed by the mother in front of the crowd.

Jerome could only say with an easy-sounding speech. For he was not in the position of the Rose, when he was insulted before the crowd.

The rose was silent, throwing a sideways glance. He did not want to argue in the car, especially when Jerome was driving.

Moreover, Rose is sure, surely Jerome will always find a reason to himself forgive the mother of Jerome.

The rose smiled faintly. Roses know why Jerome did it. A child will always defend his mother. The woman who gave birth to him.

"Thank you brother." great-granddaughter Rose.

"Hemm." said Jerome coldly without looking at the Rose.

The rose came down from Jerome's car. Immediately, without saying anything Jerome immediately gasp.

The rose smiled wryly. Trivial matter, and Jerome was angry at the Rose. "Hufftt,, strong Rose." the great-grandson of Roses encouraged himself.

"Remember, you cannot be sad because of the actions of others. Or even the action, or the words." murmured the Rose.

The two legs of the rose will not move from its place. At the sight of two luxury cars parked in his cramped yard.

The rose breathed a long breath. "So morning, my life seemed fun. Now, gosh. God is fair. Morning to noon was given pleasure. And now, only the bitter taste remains." said Rose smiling bitterly.

He knows who the owner of the car is. Djorgi and his grandfather. The rose thought that the grandmother was inside. "Surely they were laughing happily." - the Rose

The rose remembered that time at the restaurant that night. How the grandmother and mother were so familiar and so considerate of Gaby. Until he forgot his existence.

The rose's footsteps moved away from her home. "Let them all be happy in their own way. And I, will look for happiness in my way." said Rose, with a smile covering the wound on the lips.

The rose walked while humming small. Roses need friends. The rose does not want to be too much of a burden on others. It will be a parasite for the lives of others.

Or ask for help from others. Which would incriminate him for later.

Tiiiittt. "God." lamented Rose held back the emotions that went straight up the crown.

And Rose knew who the man who was beside her was. Still sitting on the bike, despite using a full face helmet on his head.

"Summer....!!!" the Roses are held.

"What...!!!" sahut Erza imitated the tone of the Rose.

"You want to make me die of shock?!" rose Slurries.

Erza took the helmet off her head. "No, you are too focused on the road. Until it is not realized, I am behind elo." said Erza reasoned.

"Where to neng. Brother ready to deliver." Erza played both her eyebrows up and down. "Here, my brother's seat is still empty." Erza patted her motorcycle seat.

Roses thaw. This is what the Rose needs. Entertainment that was able to make him forget all the problems that were in his mind.

And Erza knows that the rose is in trouble. But he didn't want to ask. Erza just wants to be the flavor of the flavor, without having to know the reason Roses grieve.

Without thinking twice, Rose climbed onto Erza's bike. "Bring the motorbike." Pinta Mawar.

Erza gave her helmet to the Rose. "Wear this."

"Then you?" ask Rose, have not taken the helmet.

"Take it." said Erza.

The rose took it, and put it on. "You forced it." said the Rose.

"Yes." Yeah." Erza smile.

Like Rose's request, Erza launched her motorcycle at high speed. Very fast, like a racer. Until the Rose tightly wrapped both her hands in Erza's stomach.

Erza stopped her bike while they were in a suburb full of pine trees. "Crazy Elo..!! I almost died..!!!" rose shouted, got off the bike and immediately took off his helmet.

Sitting on asphalt with legs crossed. Erza laughed. Squatting in front of the rose. "Hey,, princess. The servant only does the duty that the princess gives to the servant."

The rose pouted and held back her smile. "Stay, too tight." picked up the rose with a red face in fear.

Erza stroked the Rose's hair gently. "Sorry."

The rose brushed off Erza's hand. "Come on, don't hold it."

The rose looked around. He just realized, if he was in a quiet place. Like there is no life at all. "You're scared ya." seduced Erza.

"No. Why fear." said the Rose haughtily. Different from how he felt. Of course the rose is afraid. Moreover, he had a terrifying experience in a desolate place like this.

"Why do you want to do something?!" ask the rose by shifting her seat to the back. As Erza brought her face closer to the face of the Rose.

Soon Erza again pulled his face while laughing loosely. "Oh my God, the rose, your face. It's funny."

"Aaaww.." cried Erza, getting the deadly pinch of the Rose.

"Have known I was afraid." murmured Rose annoyed.

"Yes sorry." said Erza feeling guilty.

The rose looked around. Moreover, the sun will soon drown itself. Erza held up the arms of the Rose. "Come, come, come quickly. Hunting late."

"Where?" ask Roses.

"Don't ask too many questions. Comeon?" Erza took the Roses splitting the pine forest beside them, with a small run.

"Don't run." ask for a rose. "Capek." lamented the Rose.

Erza stopped her steps. Squat in front of the Rose, patting her own back. At first, Roses did not understand Erza's wishes and intentions.

Only after Erza spoke did Rose begin to understand. If Erza wants to carry herself. "Come,,, here,, up. Quick." pinta Erza with a pushy tone.

"Related." The rose ran away from Erza with a smile

"Ckk,, basic." Erza soon follows the Rose.

Erza saw the Rose walking in the wrong direction. "Hoeeyy.. elo wrong turn...!!" yelled Erza, making the Roses stop.

"Here, you pretentious scoundrel." Erza walked ahead of the Rose.

Rose smiled faintly, accelerating her pace to immediately be able to reach Erza. "Be careful, the road is a little difficult."

Erza awaits the coming of the Roses, her hands outstretched helping the Roses. Because, the road they will pass a little uphill with scattered large stones.

"Where are we going?" the breath of the rose is stinged with fatigue.

"It will be here soon. Come on." take Erza.

Not long after, Erza stopped her steps. Also with the rose. "See." Erza pointed in the direction where the sun was going to set.

The mouth of the rose looks at what is presented before the eyes. The sky is orange. The sun looks perfectly round.

"Sit down." Erza took off the jacket she was wearing. Put it on the grass.

"Erza's."

"It's okay. It's already dirty. Time to wash." said Erza.

The rose was silent, sitting on Erza's jacket. Look in the direction where the sun will set. "It's so beautiful" said the Rose.

"If you want, every afternoon you can drive me here."

"Religion. You'll have to change for gasoline."

Erza laughed off hearing the joke from the Rose. "It won't be much. Maybe a piece of red money is enough for a few days."

"No, I'm not saving."

"For what? Buying bikes?" guess Erza. The rose nodded without looking at Erza. But looking straight ahead, where the sun will set.

While Erza, she instead focused on the face of the rose's ayu.