Three Generations of Sultans
14. Regretting

...Happy Reading's...

As morning approached Ganesh grimaced as he stared at his handsome face in front of the bathroom glass, the man's tone last night, managed to bruise his right cheek and turn bluish in color.

Still good he did not be taken to the police station, if it happened, could get angry he's with his parents, maybe even the mommy can go on a rampage three days and three nights, especially with the reason for going on dates with people's wives.

" Haish..so reduced by ten percent my good looks, because of someone's wife!" Bump Ganesh while rubbing his cheek.

" Beautiful is beautiful tuh bini people, semlehot too, but if this is how mending I look for a plywood body only, do not need energy to go back and forth below let not scorch!" The bruise on her cheek was only felt when she woke up earlier.

Last night when she came home, her parents were already asleep, only her housekeeper woke up, but she had deliberately covered her face with a jacket, so the aunt did not feel suspicious.

" Dear.. have you woken up, son?" Suddenly Raras appeared from the front door.

" Mommy?" He answered and came out of the bathroom.

" hey? why your face, son?" Raras immediately squinted his eyes and walked closer to his son's body.

" Oh, this isn't papa mom." Ganesh pretended to smile like nothing had happened.

" What's not papa? this bluish bruised guy really, did you fight last night?" Raras immediately shook his waist ready to give a lecture if that is the case.

" No, fight the same who is mom, Ganesh where there are enemies, kind people, friendly and not arrogant like this, hehe!" As usual Ganesh is already an expert in theatrics now.

" Why is this trus?" Ask Rara back.

" But the night was about to go into the bathroom, forgot the firefly turn on the lights, suddenly Ganesh cheeks sucked on the bathroom wall tuh, so sleepy, so it does not look if there is a wall." Ganesh finally found a reason that made enough sense to him.

" Well, mommy said, don't go home at night, son, thankfully nothing happened on the way." Raras instantly retrieved the p3k box from Ganesh's room drawer.

" Yes mom, sorry to forget." He just assures it, as long as it is not caught he thought.

" You are an adult why can be careless, here lying in the lap, mommy dopein his wound, later be bothered, the main asset of cooking chatter anyway." Said Raras while sitting in his son's bed.

" Mom." Ganesh smiled as he looked at his mommy face, it had been a long time that he had not spooked like this with her.

" What's dear?" Replied Raras who was still busy applying cream on his son's face.

" If for example, this is just like mom." Said Ganesh who actually wanted to confide but was afraid in Raras omelin if he knew the real incident.

" Yes, just say it." Raras replied while blowing the ointment on his son's face to dry quickly.

" Did you have an ex-boyfriend?" Ask Ganesh quickly.

" Many." Reply Raras unconsciously.

" What? many?" Ganesh even gawked to hear it.

" Ehh. No, mommy means there are some, not many dong, hehe.." Raras immediately threw away the fear of being discovered.

Not much, just do not count it means son, hihi..

" Kirain mommy is also a playgirl, hehe.." Ganesh closed his eyes again when Raras incised his head like they used to be a lot of fun during their free time.

" Yes, no boy." Raras is actually also embarrassed to remember the bad times as a teenager first.

Not wrong, hehe..

" And actually mommy still has more feelings with her, even as if she's irreplaceable, and it seems like she still has a taste even though maybe just a little bit of that." Ganesh spoke at length which instead made Raras even more confused.

" The point is, son, do not have to muter-muter, mom so confused even." Pinta Raras who can't wait to hear her son's story.

" Yes the point anyway...about the former mommy is still want to nerima mommy, if mommy re-express his feelings and want to restart a relationship that once had broken up?" Finally, Ganesh's story reaches its climactic point.

" If there is still a sense of each other, maybe want to, or even certainly want to, because this is like a child, sometimes to establish a relationship with a new person is a little lazy, a little lazy, because we have to find out what we like what is not, and so on, while if we return with the old we already know, how good is bad, so do not be tired of thinking that way."

" But that's just mommy's opinion anyway, because mommy also never turned back the same ex." Raras answered honestly, she is indeed anti-reversal of the same ex, because it always gets more than before, let alone her husband who is now, according to Simon is perfectly born and inner.

" But if he ever sees us making out with a new one? after that does he still want to accept us again?" Ganesh could not sleep overnight as he recalled Adelia's face back.

" Yes, if you accept it, but maybe the feeling will not be the same as before, as the word yes, yes, the paper that we tear up can still be put together again as before with plaster or glue, but the shape and condition will not be the same as before." Raras tries to give an example that is easier to understand.

" Well, I regret it." Ganesh said unconsciously.

" Why are you the one who regrets? are you the one?" Raras eyes immediately shot towards his son.

" huh? emm--" Ganesh did not answer the mother's guess, a booming scream came from the main door of their house.

" GANESH.. GANESH WHERE ARE YOU!"

" Who is that? I think daddy sounds, mom?" Ganesh and Raras even instantly flinched.

" What is it? but what's daddy you're yelling at? for decades married to mommy never raised such a loud voice son?" Raras even held onto da danya in surprise.

" Let's see mom." Ganesh immediately took his mommy arm towards the main hall.

" GANESH.. GET OUT OF YOU RIGHT NOW, DON'T HIDE OR I DRAG YOU DOWN!"

Simon's voice really made the whole house flocked out of their respective places, even the barber also looked out of the window, still with a sharp clurite in his hand. He looks angry, but for a long time he has never raged like that since there was the Handler in his life.

" What happened dad? what the hell's going on? why is daddy screaming?" Ganesh even half ran closer to Simon who had been ruffled waist accompanied by Mark beside him.

" What's the matter bang? why are you angry? will the handsome be reduced, you know?" The Pawang immediately began to act, reaching the two firm hands and pinned them to his cheeks while trying to smile even though his heart was pounding hard, it seemed like her husband was angry this time.

" That child!" Simon pointed at his son with reddened eyes.

" Our son bang, did you forget that we made it accidentally that time?" Raras tries to keep her husband calm.

" Whatever!" Simon still said with eyes that could not be separated from the face of Ganesh who began to feel uneasy and unsettled.

" What's the matter dear brother, try the same story me dong?" Raras immediately hugged her husband's body, she was afraid if later to hurt her son.

" Mark, throw the newspaper in his face!" Simon's orders to Mark whose face looks very disappointed.

" Read it." Mark said while giving the newspaper to Ganesh, but not really throwing it, Mark instead patted Ganesh on the shoulder slowly, trying to strengthen, because he was indeed very fond of Ganesh like his own son.

And when Ganesh read and saw what was in the newspaper, his knees suddenly loosened, his strength seemed to disappear and he finally sat down on the floor while bowing his head.

... "Life is a journey,...

...The choice of vehicle and road to be traversed is available, but the steering of life is in your hands, both bad you, you alone will determine."...