Don't Cry Mother
JMB 45. Kaluna Canggung, Ciara Kesal

Kaluna prepares to return to the plantation. At first Raffan forbade but many things must be done to restore the plantation as before. Not many items were brought because some clothes belonging to Kaluna and Tara were already there. At least some of Tara's canvases and paintings are still half-finished it.

" Tara's actually doing what kind of painting, son?" asked Yasa who was really curious about the painting made by the son. Because the painting is still half-finished was tightly sealed by Tara with black cloth.

" Aah this is a painting that Tara will send to a friend well. Just a painting of ordinary scenery," Tara replied calmly. Of course, he is used to facing similar questions that have previously come out of the lips of his grandfather, grandmother, and of course his mother.

Yasa could not ask anything more after Tara answered like that. Although she was not satisfied with Tara's answer but she had to accept it enough.

The three went straight into

automaker. Raffan and Vanka told them to be careful on the road. At first Raffan wanted to come but by Kaluna was forbidden. Kaluna wants to learn to solve this plantation problem on her own. He wants the father to rest at home and no longer need to think much.

Throughout the journey Kaluna just silent or rather he felt embarrassed. How not, when he woke up earlier in found himself hugging tightly Yasa. Yasa certainly only smiled when he opened his eyes and wrapped his hands in his stomach. Yasa even let it go until Kaluna woke up on her own.

And become like this now. Kaluna was silent and said nothing. Yasa occasionally smiled as he recalled Kaluna's face flushed with embarrassment.

" Mother again thrush yes from earlier diem aja."

It felt like Yasa wanted to laugh out loud when he heard Tara's slurs. But as much as possible he held back on that. He did not want Kaluna to be embarrassed.

" Haish, already have one child but as yet untouched," Inner Yasa.

But indeed Kaluna had never dated all this time. So Yasa was really the first man for him. When he was in school he never had a relationship with the opposite sex. If so, they are just friends. Some men want to make Kaluna their lover but Kaluna never wants to because she does not want to date.

" Mommy is not being thrush boy. Mother just wants to be quiet. Maybe you're confused about stringing words."

Tara raised an eyebrow at the words of her father. He did not understand, for whom the mother stringed words and as many words as her mother would string so long silent. Tara finally raises her shoulders as a sign she doesn't understand.

" Kal, we're husband and wife. You are free to embrace me at any time. Relax, I will not refuse."

Blushhh

Kaluna's face meets red like a cooked tomato. What Yasa whispered to him when the car was stopping because it was at the red light made Kaluna wrong. The woman immediately turned her face so that her blushing cheeks could be seen by Yasa. Though Yasa can still see from the reflection of the window glass next to Kaluna.

Yasa smiled. He seems to have a new hobby of judging his wife. It really feels so much fun for Yasa than getting his professor's degree (yes it is the professor's degree must use research and so on. Sa ae lu - jon.)

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Elsewhere Ciara was really upset. How not, the left always makes it a hassle. There is something that this man wants. As of now, Ciara was summoned to Abra's room. There Abra was preparing to protest with wall paint on the back of his chair. He wanted to paint the wall in deep grey instead of light grey.

" You can't have a different color. Are you color blind?"

Ciara clenched her hands tightly. He wanted to paint the face of the man who is currently his boss. Ciara actually wants to quickly complete a design project in the new office. But Abra really made it hard for her. I think he wants to give up. But seeing Akhza's kindness, Ciara had to further expand her sense of patience.

" Good sir I'll have the handyman change his paint as soon as possible. If there's no more, excuse me."

Ciara turned her body and immediately left Abra's room. Abra smiled knot.

Apparently Akhza was also in the dna hiding under the table of the twin brothers. Akhza just shook his head slowly when he saw Abra's behavior that was like he was approaching his crush.

" Heleeh, Brother Akhza used to cem where the same Airin. Airin chased Akhza's sister for two years."

Akhza immediately fell silent to Abra's words. Even though the twin brothers Akhza and Abra are very different. Akhza is a quiet type who is really cool while Abra is the type who is rame, silly and warm. It took a lot of ways that Airin, wife of Akhza to get the love of the 4-door refrigerator, the nickname Akhza at that time.

" Laah but I'm the big brother in the set right after. Nooh now again, weeek."

Gini's Abra's turn to bite. He poked his lips. If so, he lost. Both of his twin brothers already have a mooring heart and have a cute child. Only he has not. Under the pretext that there is no one that matches Abra until now still at home berjomblo so as to make Mommy Sita dizzy made her. (Abra makes her own story exciting like hahaha)

On the other hand, Ciara who was upset with Abra's behavior chose to leave J. D. Coal's office. He has to vent his shame. Ciara drove her car while looking at the left child of the goods time found something she was looking for. But finally he still chose to go to his favorite shop.

Seblak shop that stood more than 25 years it really presents a seblak that the authenticity of the taste does not fade.

" That's a puedeees."

" Ready to go."

Ciara chose a seat there. Luckily the place is not too rame there are only two to 4 visitors and of course how many ojol that doubles as a food delivery order courier.

" It's his neng seblak."

" Well, thank you, Mang."

Ciara's eyes sparkled, his saliva was like it was going to drip looking at the clove of seblak served in front of his eyes. The girl began to put a spoonful into her mouth. He really enjoyed eating the seblak until the toilet was not left.

" Alhamdulillaah, haaah is painful but delicious."

" Lhoo lak ciara here."

Ciara was surprised to hear the voice of someone she knew. Rama, the middle-aged man came with his friend who Ciara knew was named Arjuna. Dnegan slightly clumsy Ciara grabbed the hands of Rama and Juna then kissed the back of their hands alternately. Really Ciara felt bad when he knew Rama was the father of Abra who at that time he had spoken badly about him to Rama.

" Why is this clock here?"

" Exposing annoyance om. Sorry I have to go to the office. Later the dragon spray again eh mean Ciara later sought heheh. Let Om Rama Om Juna, Ciara say yes."

Rama chuckled, he certainly knew who Ciara meant. The middle-aged man really felt attracted to Ciara.

" Such a look at the boy," said Juna probing towards the friend.

" I think he fits Abra. Let the boy have his handler. Haha."

TB