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"Heh, you're the one called Oryza?" exclaim someone when Oryza was just about to enter the Angkasa Mall. Oryza immediately turned his body when his name was called so fiercely and pitched with hatred. Oryza frowned when he saw the haughty face of an unfamiliar middle-aged woman.
"Yes, Mom. Who are you, huh? Can I help you?" ask Oryza kindly. It is not appropriate for us to reply to rude attitudes with rudeness as well. Fire cannot be extinguished by fire, but it must be extinguished by water. As long as he could, he tried to patiently face such people.
"No need to be so friendly, you widow gatel. Take my son off? You're the one who made me go to jail!" hardik the middle-aged woman with eyes gleaming with emotion.
"Your Child? In jail? That means!" Oryza was confused, he just did not know this mother, how could he know his son.
"Still acting pretentious don't know. Alana, my son Alana, you put him in jail. You slandered her, you widow gatel. Pantes was a widow, divorced husband, yes doyenya deletin men rich, you whore!" Maki's mom is full of emotions. Oryza was gaping in disbelief with the words and gestures and swearing that came out of the middle-aged woman's lips.
."Ma'am, we'd better talk upstairs. Not good here, annoying. Especially when the mall opens soon. Come Ma!" take Oryza politely but the mother even more berating Oryza.
"Why? Shame to get caught? Let everyone know that you are a gatel widow who likes to tease her boss. You also slandered my son. Because of you, my hard-earned son served as secretary of the mall owner instead ended up in prison. You must be the beautiful one slandering my no-no son. I also vilified my son. Let go of my son, nalaang! Or will I sue you back?"
I don't know what Alana said to her mother made Alana's mother angry like this. Even saying the no-no makes Oryza's patience almost run out.
"Well if you can't talk well. Ma'am, I was sorry that your son ended up in jail. Honestly, it wasn't me who put it in there. I don't even know about this. I can actually do it, but I don't mind it at all. However, the mother's son's actions included criminal acts, he hurt me, I have witnesses. If it is true that he is in prison as his mother said, it is because of his own fault. There is no smoke without fire. Surely the police have told you the chronology, no. Maybe because the actions of the mother's daughter have entered the criminal domain, Angkasa Mall party continued it to the legal track. So you can't accuse me of origin without proof. You should take care of your mouth before things happen that you do not want. I just remind you, want to listen to Alhamdulillah, if not already. Importantly, I'm in the right position here. And I've never done things like you've been accused of. Excuse me." said Oryza cold then immediately move away from the front of the mall which began to be crowded because of the impromptu audience. Oryza passed with his chin raised. He's not in the wrong position here so why would he be afraid let alone ashamed.
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Oryza breathed a tired sigh. Maybe this is why parents say do not fight early in the morning, because all day you will be hit by misfortune. After early in the morning at the beginning of a quarrel drama more precisely there are mothers who scold him as well as the heart, in the afternoon he suddenly called Siti because the King quarreled with his friend because his friend mocked the father who had another woman so that he was in a hurry to come to school to solve the King's problem. Then this afternoon at the time of returning home he was trapped by the rain that suddenly fell. Where he did not bring an umbrella, making him forced to wait for the rain to subside at the Angkasa Mall security post.
While waiting, Oryza was stunned to remember the King who cried a mouthful when he told his friend who mocked him because his father was taken by another woman. Somehow, King's friend sees Hendrik walking hand in hand with a pregnant woman whom he believes must be Githa. His friend mocked him that he was not a good son so his father left him. Friends of the King also said his father would love his new son more than he did. The king has been banished, dumped, somehow a 6-year-old can say such things. But it is undeniable, children are the most sophisticated coffee photos. It will be easier to absorb what he sees and hears. Maybe the child heard someone talking about his son's father so that when he met his mouth reflexively wanted to spill everything he had seen and heard. Oryza was very sad when there was a little child whose lips were so light to throw words that pitched insulting and potentially cause heartache.
Yes, sometimes the children quarrel only temporarily, before long know they have played together again. But for the elderly, it was quite painful. They are worried that the event will continue to repeat, resulting in a sense of small-heartedness or rather heartache and disappointment in a child. Not a few things like that cause a change in the attitude of a child, from cheerful to moody to loner. Such are the children of broken homes. That is the role of parents to be more sensitive and attentive to children so that they do not lose their identity because of burdened by the separation of their parents.
The rain is still so heavy even though the hour hand has shown at 5 pm. Oryza's shoes and tip even now wet from the splash of rain that is still so heavy. Moreover, he sat on the bench outside the post, automatically splashing water freely about it. Wanting to break through, he was worried about falling ill. He can't be sick. He has a big responsibility right now. There was nothing he could rely on right now but himself.
While daydreaming, suddenly a black umbrella stretched over his head made Oryza look up and in a matter of seconds round his eyes.
"Let me drive!" haggle for that someone. Seeing Oryza still weighing, someone immediately pulled Oryza's arm while holding him towards his car. He opened the door for Oryza. After entering, he turned his car then entered the steering wheel door and then closed his umbrella and began to drive his car across the road that began to be flooded with rain water.
"Ck .. ordinary time. No need to take nicotine. I'm the nawarin" said Kiandra casually.
"But it remains, ngerepotin. Btw, brother Kian kok is in ... "
"So I ended up meeting with them at starb*cks. Pas wants to go home, uh even squirming angel daydreaming while waiting for the rain to subside. I didn't even listen. I think the daydream is far away, think what the hell?" kiandra's scan made Oryza round his eyes. Yes, he realized he was really daydreaming earlier. His mind is very tired. Especially when remembering how the King hiccups when telling the beginning of his quarrel with his classmate.
"Ah, really? I ... I don't think anything," said Oryza. There's no way he's going to talk about the problem with Kiandra. Although Kiandra's former lawyer, it's unethical to tell such a personal story. He and Damar alone, although often together and getting familiar, he never told his life problems. Then why should he tell this person he has not known for a long time?
"Well, if you don't want to tell a story, no papa. But if you need a storymate, just call me, okay!" kiandra said, which Oryza subscribed as a pretext so that Kiandra did not pursue it more.
Soon Kiandra's car had turned into the courtyard of Oryza's apartment lobby. Oryza immediately came down and thanked him. Kiandra did not intend to stop by because the day was too late in the afternoon even before the Maghrib.
After seeing Kiandra's car away, then Oryza entered the apartment lobby. The receptionist and security who saw Oryza immediately greeted. They know that Oryza is a special person who owns the apartment building.
Yeah, that apartment building actually belonged to Damar as his long-term investment. If Angkasa Mall is a company in the field of shopping centers owned by his extended family with Anggi as the main commissioner and Damar as its CEO, then this apartment is a personal investment owned by Damar himself. Unlike Angkasa Group, the multinational company was held by Aglian. Ayesha has not gone down directly to lead the company as she has not completed her master's studies.
The clink of the elevator rang and at the same time the door opened. Just a few steps out of the elevator, Oryza widened his eyes when he saw someone standing at the door of his apartment with his hands outstretched about to hit the bell.
'Gosh, what is this ordeal?' his fizz is tired of body and soul.
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...Sopo seh who came? 🤔...
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