Bitter Tongue In-Law
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No one was aware of Nuna and Bian's presence. The door of the house is wide open, but seems quiet to make the two enter without permission. No matter for Nuna to be considered impolite, what Bu Ningsih did to her was even more disrespectful and even more likely to be a crime.

Nuna and Bian entered without shouting or making a sound. As soon as he entered the living room, Nuna's eyes immediately highlighted on the door of the room which when she was here never opened. He listened to Cashel's voice. Without making a sound, Nuna pushed Bian's wheelchair and it turned out that she heard Cashel speaking with a sobbing.

Nuna was about to enter the room, but Bian's hand responded to remain silent and hear their chatter first.

Hearing Cashel speak pain during school makes him feel like a failed mother. How could he not know about this? The humiliation his son received apparently that far? How can a child of Cashel's age talk about illegitimate children to his friends? And how did Cashel deal with his friend back then?

Nuna's current thoughts were not only on her anger at Bu Ningsih, but also the anger at herself who seemed to be a failed mother.

While bitter bitter bitter bitter and heart-warming felt by Arga. He wanted his son to call himself a father, but not in this sentence. In one sentence he felt a speck of haru, but also bitterness in the words issued by his son. Bastard child, it feels like his heart hurts to hear the sentence spoken by his friend for the child.

"Dad apologize. I know the word sorry can't bring everything back. Dad is guilty of this, Dad did leave Mom and you are still in the stomach. What happened in the past is past, but let me explain why it happened."

Arga took a deep breath and took it out slowly then clasped the finger of the son. Staring at those water-containing eye beads with a wistful look. And a few seconds later, the story begins eight years ago. The year in which all the misunderstandings began. Arga of course recounts that with children's language that is easily understood by his son who is just eight years old.

"You hate Dad? It's okay, I accept that you hate Dad. Thank you for calling Dad today. It's been a long time waiting for this. I used to look for you as well as Mom, but I failed to find you. So the effect is that I don't care and don't want to find you. Dad also tried to persuade Mom to accept money from Dad for your school fees as you need, but I do not want. Mom was angry with Dad, so since then I chose to give up and no longer try to give a living to you. I'm sorry, son. You've been a failed father."

"I don't hate Dad. Grandma, grandpa, mom, same Om Bian always taught me not to keep hatred as people. Because it will only hurt and dirty the heart. No matter how much wrong we must not hate people, give him forgiveness and stay away from his life it is the right way to protect yourself from heartache. Maybe I don't really understand the words that are a little difficult for me to understand, but what I understand most from the advice of people I love is that I can not hate the same people who have been evil as me. I lied that I never hated you. Before I got that advice, I hated Dad because Dad was mean to me. But now it's not. I'd like to thank you too, Dad, for giving me blood so I can be with Mom again."

Arga is sobbing in the little lap of the child. How not? A kid as small as Cashel can think so grown up. Apart from the upbringing of his family, he believes the circumstances also contributed to the maturation of Cashel who is actually not the time the child thinks mature.

"Dad love you. But now you have to go back to Mom. Mom will be angry with Dad. You can, right, see you every day? Later try to persuade Mother and father Bian so that Father Arga can play with Cashel. Not for long. One hour every day. Slowly talk to Mom, yes. I must be mad at you after this. Still want to, don't you, see Daddy?" Arga hopes that Cashel will help him persuade his ex-wife. It may seem very self-informed, but after this incident surely everything will be detrimental to him.

"Could you kiss me for a second before I drive you home?"

Cashel just nodded his head. Arga without soaring any more time peeked long at the boy's forehead. That side goes down to the cheeks and hands. There was a piece of happiness in Arga's little heart, talking this close and this intimate made her happy. However, he could not be selfish by allowing Cashel to continue here.

While outside the room. Bian and Nuna felt something that could not be explained with words. Between, trough, haru, pride, anger, and sadness seem to mix into one and difficult to decipher one by one.

"Already Arga, you don't be stupid by returning Cashel. See he doesn't hate you at all, he's reckless. Later on he also used to live without his mother."

Arga disregarding his mother's words, he took Cashel into his carry and took him out. Of course it is not that easy, Ms. Ningsih bravely blocked the way of the child to get out of the house.

"Until any time Mom would never let her out of Mom's arms. Give him back, Arga." The old woman tried to snatch Cashel from Arga's hands.

"Mommy is enough! Please don't make me snap Mom in front of my son. I don't want what I do to be done to my son. Please don't make me angry, Mom." Arga spoke in a pleading tone at the end of the sentence. "I can't educate Cashel all the time, at least don't make the memories of me meeting him into a bad moment, Mom," he added.

"Give him to me, you can take care of your mother not to repeat something ridiculous like this at her age that is no longer the time to play let alone joke."

A loud sentence from Nuna made the owner of the house immediately gasped in shock. With a quick movement Bu Ningsih stood in front of Arga who was holding Cashel as if he did not give permission to Nuna to take the grandson away.

"Never wish you could take anything I've taken."