Why And Why?
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Arooster's crowing broke the cold morning in the flower city, causing Flower to wake up from her sleep on her bed throne, she glanced at the wall clock in her room.
"05:30."
Tring!
She grabbed her cellphone which she was charging, next to her throne.
"Don't you ever meet my husband again Andra, just see what I will do if you are still in contact with my husband, you cheap b***h!"
She was surprised to read a line message from his wife Andra.
She clucking and shook her head.
"Oh gosh, this early in the morning the people are still threaten on, you old woman stressed Nenek Gayung!"
She chattered angrily, the line message succeeded in ruining her mood that morning, making her annoyed.
"That's really stupid I don't care, I don't want thinking about it! I want to know what she could do, if I was still in a relationship with Andra?"
She thought cunning, she frowned, rolled her eyes and smiled sarcastically.
She do not care the threats from Andra's wife, whom she called Nenek Gayung, she took a deep breath and then exhaled.
Sigh!
She breathed heavily again and again.
The threat motivated her to get the man who already make she had fallen in love with again, especially as she was threatened the more she advanced. She didn't reply to the line message, she ignored it.
Along the way around Bandung they stopped at a strawberry house, Alana and Alena enjoyed picking strawberries, some ate them directly on the spot, some took them home.
For a moment, she forgot about the incident that since yesterday made her annoyed, furious, made her emotional, but there was also something funny about remembering the explosive talk and reprimand from the wives of her customers, especially his wife Andra, which made her laugh out loud until her stomach cramped.
On the way they stopped at a typical Bandung souvenir shop, bought brownies, banana cake and tape, Lembang milk sponge cake, various types of chips and crackers, and didn't forget some spicy snacks.
And suddenly her cell phone rang and she saw the cell phone screen, it said the name Botsy (sexy bald) Andra.
"Hello, asalamualaikum,"
She greeted casually, with a flat tone Andra opened the conversation.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, where are you, still in Bandung my dear Okem?"
"Yes, why?"
"It's okay, I just miss you and when you coming back to Jakarta, how are my beautiful daughters, is it raining there and is my wife still calling?"
He peppered her with questions.
"My planning to take the kids to the hot springs first, then Nenek Gayung just texted me this morning, she threatening me!"
She explained while paying for her groceries at the cashier.
"Wow, how is she threatening of you? Don't listen to her, just think she's crazy person!"
He said trying to calm her down again.
"Chill, I don't care about threats Nekek Gayung, I'll send you the chat so you can read it yourself, btw I'll hang up the phone first I currently hassle."
She said as she walked out of the shop.
"Just send me the chat later I want to see it, just be careful ya Okem darling, muah!"
She ending the call, they both hung up the phone.
"Actually I who wants to take a hot bath, not the children. What's the matter calling me, didn't I already chat you at Line earlier? I thought he phone was going to talk about something, it turns out he asked about his wife, it's really annoying! Maybe he's worried with me, just think of it like that, ah never mind!"
She muttered softly trying to think positively, there was a slight burning feeling in her heart because of jealousy, then she took a deep breath and exhaled.
Sigh!
Light rain and the strains of Malaysian slow rock songs accompanied they. during the journey to the next tourist destination, namely Ciater. Which is in the city of Subang.
The two daughters and their maid were in dreamland.
"You once asked for farewell, I thought it was just a joke..."
She hummed to herself, suddenly clear drops of water dripped down her cheeks because she was too absorbed and absorbed in the song.
Then she remembered the time she was separated from the father of her two daughters, and the incidents when she was hit by the wives of her costumers, which really broke her heart.
In her heart she grumbled and complained about her fate and her life.
'Why is my life like this, why did he prefer his parents' inheritance in the past? Then, why am I destroying people's household now? But it's not my fault they those who come to me, why is my life so messy like this? But to support my two children, I was forced to do this if I didn't have my two children, I don't know what happened to me anymore. Maybe I would have committed suicide, I couldn't face all the trials and tempest that befell me, I just wanted to die! Why, why, and why? Ah I don't know, but I'm grateful that my two little angels are with me. They are the most valuable and priceless treasure for me, it's up to people what want they say and judge about me, the important thing is that my two children live a decent, happy, sufficient life not lacking anything.'
Occasionally she glanced at her two daughters.
Sigh!
She breathed heavily again and again.
Taking a tissue, she wiped the tears from her cheeks and the clear liquid that came out from her sharp nose.
Her youngest daughter wandered, glancing at her with her eyes still half closed.
"Are you okay, mih?"
Suddenly she was shocked to hear a shrill but weak voice from beside her, she immediately turned her head and stroked the head and little face of her little angel.
"Wake up, baby, what do you want?"
While occasionally looking forward, there was no more answer.
She glanced again at her. daughter.
"She's sleeping, again."
She returned to focusing on driving again, but she got confused.
"How come the kid asked that, did she hear me crying? Even though I crying didn't make a sound, hmm."
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