YOU'RE DUAL
Chapter 48

A few months later, Mas Bram felt guilty that there was never time for his son. Today he plans to take Ara and Farhan for a walk maybe stay at the top because it is his hobby mas Bram invites his family to stay overnight.

"has the material been put in the bag, son?" I asked Ara

Ara nodded, "it's ma"

"try to check again, who knows if someone is left behind" I asked and then suddenly Farhan hugged me.

"what's up, son?"

"what's left is mama, can you come too?"

I smiled, "Mama can't come, baby"

I had to be honest with my kids even though I didn't tell them why I didn't go. I don't know if Bram is married or not yet with Friska because reportedly the woman was divorced with her legal husband after me and Bram divorced. I do not understand destiny, why unite two people who already have ribs, but I believe destiny is also the truth that shows which is good and which is hypocritical.

tin

Mas Bram came driving a car that he deliberately rented. I immediately called my two children to get out of the house, my parents had brought their bags into the car while I went to the kitchen to bring the supplies.

"this is his lunch"

"thank you mama"

"same baby, be careful son"

"you really don't want to come?" ask Bram suddenly.

deggg..

we shouldn't be talking, Bram!

I shook my head "preferably not, take care of the children and be careful on the street"

Then Bram kissed my father and mother's hands "go first Ma, Pa, Rai, assalamu'alaikum"

"waalaikumussalam's chat.

I stared at the car leaving with my mind saying 'happy son'

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The next day they did not go home, to be honest I was very worried because it was already night and the rain hit .

The sparkle of lightning frightened me even more, but suddenly the car I was waiting for came.

I opened the fence and saw that Ara was sleeping. Mas Bram took him to his room, while Farhan was sitting on the terrace.

But when his father wanted to go home he held his father's hand "don't come home pa, adek want to be hugged with papa while sleeping"

deggg

Looks like Bram became wrong.

"Son, your papa already has a home to go home to"

"True mama said, it's the same opa boboknya "

But Farhan is still reluctant to let go of his father. How'this?

My mom went straight to Farhan "my dear grandson, tomorrow if you can still see papa"

Again, Farhan is still reluctant to let go of his father. Tumben?

Mas Bram looked at us in turn, I shook my head while the decision was in my parents.

"Yes Bram, you can nemenin Farhan until he sleeps"

We left them in the room, I went to the room of my former sister who has now been used as a playground by my two children.

I fell asleep until morning, and so did the others who could not wake up Mas Bram to tell him to go home.

Morning that was still dawn suddenly our house was demolished by someone

TOK TOK TOK

"MAS BRAM! GET OUT! WHY DO IT HERE AS AN ACTOR! GET OUT!"

deggggg

Pelakor said? is he looking in the mirror?

The sound shocked all of us, me and my parents came out

chequeleked

"YOU'RE OUT, TOO! HUH" shouted the woman

"Heh, don't scream! why are you here?" I said with a waist rack.

"I'M JUST HERE TO TAKE MY HUSBAND HOME, WHY ARE YOU HIDING HIM HERE?"

"Listen to Friska, no one is hiding your husband here. He himself wants to see his son, and again do you not realize who the actor is? ha? women are not ashamed!"

The quarrel invited many people who saw, not a few who whispered even though they knew in reality what it was like.

"OUT MAS!"

Shortly after Bram came out, he approached his wife .

"what are you doing here? go there!" bram said it made us smile happily

"I'm here to pick up my husband, let's go home!" glaring

Mas Bram walked up to his two children "sorry papa yes son, papa go first"

"papa hikss don't stay hikssin we hiksss" the sobbing made my heart like it was whipped.

"sorry son, papa has to go"

Then Mas Bram went to follow Friska, while in the doorway I held them.

"Wait!" then they turned their bodies around

"I don't care if you hurt me, but you see my children, the cry you have to pay someday, that's it!"

brukkkk

The door closed firmly, I immediately hugged my two children.

"son, don't cry anymore"

"So I hate papa!"

"So too!"

***

Six months later, though,

Thank God my efforts have been more advanced, now I also open a stall where tongkrongan young people .

Reportedly, mas Bram is currently studying academically for his promotion in Bali and in a few weeks will go home .

"mama we're going to the mall?"

I nodded "of course baby"

We went to the mall while I had my stall with my employees even though only one person.

In the mall my son seemed happy, they could already buy whatever they wanted with my own efforts although not much at least enough for them.

Farhan ordered ice cream, then as he was about to turn around suddenly...

BRUKKKK

"Geez!" peekikku , I went straight to him .

I saw what my son hit was a middle-aged man .

"are you okay?" ask the man to Farhan.

"I'm sorry for my son sir" I said, making the man turn his head

"yes it's okay Mom"

"astaga, your clothes are so dirty, let us replace them sir"

The man shook his head "no ma'am, it's okay"

Then a girl of Ara's age approached the man. "ayaaah!!!"

"hey dear" she said.

Ara who was from the toilet also joined us.

"Fuck!!!"

"Shyfa!!!"

They look at each other, you know?.

Then the two hugged each other "why are you here?" said Ara, then the boy named Syifa also said the same thing after that they giggled.

"you know each other?" asked the man in wonder

"yeah, this is Ara my best friend at school" Then we're all mangut-mangut

"then we deluan ya sir"

"wait Mom, how do we have lunch?"

"iya Ara, Ayuk.." said Syifa, then Ara looked at me and I nodded.

"charm!!!" both said.

We also walked to a cafe with Ara and her friend named Syifa walking like walking your way in front. I, Farhan and his father Syifa were behind following them. Occasionally we look at each other but after realizing it immediately throw away face.loh what is this?.

We finally arrived and sat in the corner.

"hm, we haven't met Mom. My name is Rashid."

I smiled "my name is Raina".

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