Your Spirit from the Water of My Eyes
S2 Chapter 36. I'm Doing the Right Thing.
Slowly, Ayun swiped the screen of her phone to pick up the incoming call from Evan. Then stick the flat object right into his ear so that he can hear the man's voice.
"Hello,"
"Hello, Swing," said Evan in a very excited voice, making Ayun frown dislike.
"Yes, what's wrong?" ask Ayun. He did not want to linger talking to Evan, that was why he immediately asked what the man wanted.
Evan who was on the phone was very happy when he heard the sound of Ayun. It had been a long time since he wanted to talk to the woman, and now was the right time.
"You hear me?" asked Ayun furiously for not hearing Evan's voice.
"I-yes, Swing. I heard you, we haven't talked and met in a long time" Evan replied.
Swing smiled faintly upon hearing Evan's words. When did they talk to each other? Even when he was a husband and wife, the man had no time for him, and he would be preoccupied with all the housework.
"really. So, what do you want, Mom? I don't have much time" Ayun said with great emphasis. The longer he felt uncomfortable talking to Evan.
Evan was silent for a moment to think about what he should say first. "Lady, I'm in the hospital. Can you come over here? I'm in a terrible pain right now."
Swing was stunned when he heard Evan's words, the man could have told him to go to the hospital when they were no longer husband and wife.
"I know you're sick, Mom. I also know you're in the hospital. So, you just want to say something like this?"
Evan felt surprised by the response that Ayun gave. It was unexpected that Ayun would respond to his words with ordinary course, not even caring at all. In the past, the woman would run straight to the hospital even though she was just sprained.
"If there's nothing else you want to say, then I'll-"
"Wait, Swing. Waita minute!" evan said quickly, making Ayun not turn off the call. "I, I want to talk to you seriously, Ayun. Please help me."
Swing clenched both of his hands tightly. His conjecture turns out to be true, if Evan calls her just for help.
"I thought you called because you missed Adel and Ezra, Mas. But it turns out only because there is a want," said Ayun.
Evan fell silent and felt overwhelmed by what Ayun said. However, right now he was not in a position to be able to think about all that because there was something more important.
"I beg you to help me, Swing. I'm in need of money right now, can you-"
"I'm sorry, I can't help you, Mas," Ayun cut off quickly.
"W-what? Can't you help me?" scream Evan loudly. "Why can't you help me, Ayun? You have money, you have all my property. How could you not help me?" He spoke with emotion.
Swing was silent at Evan's words. The man still remains the same, both his way of speaking is also selfish and stubborn.
"Sorry Mas, whatever happens to you I still can not help," said Ayun sharply and firmly established, of course in accordance with what Fathir said earlier.
"Your ass, you have no pity on me at all?" ask Evan with the sarcasm. "I'm sick, and I need money not to go to jail. How could you not have a heart like this?"
Swing was forced to keep the phone in his hand from the ear, because Evan's voice sounded jarring.
"Now you say I have no pity and no heart, Mas. Then, when you kicked me out and our two kids. Did you have a little mercy then? You don't even have the heart to throw away your own son" Swing replied.
Evan closed his mouth tightly. He felt slapped hearing Ayun's remark, he couldn't even reply to the woman's words at all.
"Here you go, stop all this. I don't want to talk about it anymore" Ayun said later.
"No, Swing. I beg-"
"Are you crazy?" screamed Evan in disbelief. "Until any time I won't hand it over." He felt really angry. It was unexpected that Ayun would say such a thing.
"Oh yeah?" said Ayun while sighing harshly. "It's up to you, man. I can't help, so don't expect much from me. Then, I heard that your mom and dad were going to sell the house. I hope you don't burden them like that, assalamu'alaikum."
"What's? Wait, Swing-"
Tut's.
Swing instantly turned off the call quickly without caring for Evan. He sat down on the sofa holding his chest that was pounding.
"Oh Allah, forgive me" muttered Ayun softly. There was a feeling of pity and unbearability in his heart when he learned of Evan's condition, but he did have to behave like this.
Prok, prok, prok.
Swing jumped in shock when he heard the sound of applause from someone, he immediately turned to look at the door where Ezra was already standing at that place.
"E-Ezra? You, you're home, son?" ask Swing stammering. He immediately got up from the sofa.
"Yes, Mom." Ezra immediately crucified his mother's hand, then landed a brief kiss on her forehead. "I'm proud to be a mother's son. I am proud to be the son of a strong and determined mother. What you did was right, I'm so glad to hear it."
Swing rubbed the shoulder of the son, it was unexpected that Ezra heard what he said with Evan just a moment ago.
"I'll always support whatever you do, so you need to stay upbeat."
Swun nodded his head with a wry smile. "Goddess, Son. Thank you for always helping and being a booster for Mom."
Ezra nodded his head. He was very happy when he heard the mother's words, and he was grateful that his mother was not affected by the father.
Meanwhile, elsewhere Evan was feeling very upset. But all that Ayun had was his property, but why would the woman not help him?
"Then, what was that? Why would he say that mom and dad sold the house?" evan muttered in confusion.
Not wanting to get more upset, Evan immediately called his father to ask about the problem that Ayun said earlier. He called several times, until the call was answered.
"Hello, Dad," said Evan quickly.
"What's up, Evan? We're on our way to the hospital" said Endri, who was on his way.
"Are you really going to sell your house?" asked Evan sharply.
Endri is silent when he hears Evan's question, not knowing who told the man until Evan knows about the house he is going to sell.
"Right, we're going to sell the house to make up for your case. Also to pay the debt."
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Tbc.