
"Pa, Mama wants to talk about, Brayan."
"Why him?" ask, Argadana.
"But, Papa don't be mad." Ashmita hesitates to tell about what happened to, Brayan.
Arga stared, Ashmita without saying a single word.
"Brayan, he's made a big mistake and he's got to take responsibility for what he's done." Ashmita lowered her head, she did not dare to look at the husband's face.
"What mistake? Of course he has to take responsibility for what he did."
"He's fucking a girl."
"What! Where's the kid? How dare he defame our family." Argadana looked very angry when he heard the words of his wife.
Arga got up from his seat and hurried to the room, Brayan!
"Pa, don't get mad at him."
Ashmita chases, Arga gets to the door, Brayan.
Brak!
Arga opened the room door, Brayan rudely.
Brayan, who was daydreaming, was surprised to hear a loud buzzing sound.
"Papa," said Brayan.
Arga approached, Brayan then slapped his cheek with all his strength.
"Basic fool. Why do you do things that can damage the image of our family. Ye know? If this were all heard by others, what would they think of our family?" Arga spoke in a loud voice and with his sharp gaze that kept staring in the direction, Brayan.
Brayan did not say anything because he knew at the time that his father was in a state of great anger. Saying anything will not be heard by him.
"Pa, patience. Listen to the explanation from, Brayan first," said Ashmita while stroking Arga's arm.
"Where's the girl's house? You have to take responsibility. Because of this, Shahira you dare to do this. Papa said, Syahira is not a woman you deserve to cry for."
"Pa, I'm sorry. I could swear by anything, it was all an accident and there was no intentional element. Win I saw, Shahira in him, I thought to have him completely and it turns out that after I realized, it was not, Syahira."
"Prepare! Right now we have to get to the girl's house before she reports you to the police."
Arga left the room, Brayan at a quick pace. He was disappointed with what his son had done, he did not expect because of women, Brayan darkened his eyes. The good image of his family, which he had built for a long time, is now at stake by the son.
"Brayan, you change your clothes and meet, Mama and Papa below ya," said Ashmita before she finally left the room, Brayan.
Brayan did not say a word, he looked away, his mother then began to look for her clothes in the closet after Ashmita was not seen again.
*******
Alishka kept herself locked up in her room. The incident he experienced was very sad, angry, upset and disappointed. He wanted to be angry but did not know who to be angry at while he did not know the man who had made him lose something very valuable in him.
Geck!
Geck!
Sandra knocked on the door and opened the door to her room, Alishka without being told by the owner!
"Alishka," he said.
Alishka turned her head towards the voice with tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Oh my God, Alishka what's wrong, son?" Sandra immediately went into her daughter's room.
Sandra sat at the side, Alishka then looked at her daughter with a deep look.
"Why, Son? What happened to you that every day you cry like this?" ask, Sandra.
"Mom, I'm sick. I don't know why my hand hurts so much" Alishka said.
Alishka showed her hand which had a scar that she made herself.
"This will be treated by a doctor, soon to be healed, you can hold it soon, son."
Alishka smiled faintly, she could always find calmness through the words, Mother.
Sandra wiped away the tears, Alishka gently and affectionately.
"Yes, don't cry anymore or else you'll cry too."
"Mom, what if I've lost my chastity?"
Alishka spoke in a raucous voice because she was crying too much. His head bowed, he did not dare to look at the mother.
"What did you say?" said, Sandra with a look that can not be separated from the princess.
"Mom, I'm sorry." Instead of explaining what she wanted to know, Alishka apologized.
"Speak clearly, Alishka don't apologize."
"The man has already******me, Mom. I didn't want to disappoint Mom and Dad and I finally wanted to end my life by slashing my wrist. I just wanted to die Mom, I thought I was going to die but it turns out that man took me to the hospital. I don't know when he took me to the hospital, which I knew when I realized I was lying on that hospital bed" Alishka said in tears.
After gathering enough courage, finally, Alishka told the truth to happen to the Mother.
"What." Sandra was crying, she was devastated and felt very hurt by the statement, Alishka.
"I'm sorry, Mom I'm sorry."
Sandra was powerless to hold back her grief so she had trouble speaking. She turned her back, Alishka without a word uttered from her lips.
Geck!
Geck!
Geck!
"Assalamu'alaikum!"
There was someone knocking on his door and saying hello.
Sandra immediately wiped her tears and moved from her seat to open the door for her guests!
Cklek!
Sandra opened the door of her house and she immediately saw three people standing at the door of her house consisting of two men of different ages and one woman.
"With her parents, Alishka?" ask, Ashmita.
"Yes, who is it and what is it? My son is nowhere to be found" said Sandra.
"We want to talk to you about our children" Ashmita said.
"Please enter!" Sandra invited them into her house and told them to sit down.
After they sat down, Sandra went straight to the kitchen to make a drink for her guests.
It didn't take long, Sandra had returned to the room with three cups of tea in her hands!
"Please drink first" said Sandra after putting the glass on the table.
Sandra sat in that chair! "So what do you want to talk about? Me, Alishka's mother.
"Assalamu'alaikum?" Only, Argadana will speak, Hendra arrives at his house.
"There are guests, apparently," said Herman, experiencing all his guests.
"Sit down, sir," said Sandra.
Without protest, Hendra sat down to join them.
"So our intention and purpose came here. We'd like to propose to your daughter to be the wife of our son" Argadana said.
Seriate.
Good night, friends, as usual I came up with a novel recommendation that you can read.
The story must be fun, you guys would love it.
Title: Heir to the Enemy
Author: As Cempreng
Her name is Kamila Prameswati, a 19-year-old girl who is auctioned off in the underworld.
Armed with an anonymous tip, he thinks the man who bought him is the killer of his parents.
In a mission of revenge, pregnancy disrupts her plans. He began to get caught up with the tenderness of the enemy that made him fall in love.
Not until there, Kamila is trapped unable to escape from the entanglement of Mafia love, in order to find the real killer and end up in a pact that separates Kamila with her love.
Kamila does not know that the enemy of his enemy exists is a great fighter in the Mafia world by the name of Edrik who is his half-brother.
In the middle of his journey he is trapped in two Mafia loves.
So which life would Kamila choose?