Don't Cry Mother
JMB 56'S. Not Celebrities

The next day Yasa prepared to return to the city. It was hard to leave Kaluna and Tara. But Kaluna promised that if the plantation had returned to normal he would soon return to the city. Yasa certainly did not bother with that. From the beginning they had made a deal on this and the two had agreed.

However, Raffan and Vanka decide to stay for a while in the villa. They are really afraid if there is a similar incident that befell his daughter and grandchildren.

Now everyone escorts Yasa to the front of the villa. A message for Yasa to be carefully spoken by everyone was no exception Tara.

Tara and Kaluna took turns kissing Yasa's hands and Yasa alternately kissed her two-in-law's hands.

" Dad if free come here directly."

" Yes boy, I'll come see you soon when there's no work."

Yasa got into the car and drove his car away from the villa. Kaluna waved her hand slowly. There was an unpleasant feeling that filled the heart of the woman actually from the moment she woke up this morning. But he didn't want to tell his husband. Kaluna just prayed in her heart that everything would be fine.

On the way, Yasa pulled over his car. He picks up his phone on top of the dashboard and contacts Zion. At least for now Zion is the one who can make protection for Kaluna and her family. Without Yasa knowing Tara already did it first.

At first Silvya was a little surprised when someone asked the Wild Eagle to protect the Kaluna and Yasa families by using the name Pittore. Silvya asked Kai that. And how shocked Silvya was when he learned that Pittore was Taraka, his nephew's grandson.

" So inget yourself first Sun."

" Haish, it's not just you Q. It was like seeing my old self in that child. Only skills are different. I'm a hacker he's a painter."

Silvya chuckles amusedly. It was at this time that Silvya got an order from Raka Pittore which turned out to be Taraka Abyaz.

Yasa breathed a sigh of relief as Zion was clearly prepared with what she asked for. But at once Yasa pias face when he saw a lot of news on the online media portal about himself and Kaluna.

PROFF. YASA IS MARRIED SECRETLY. THE WOMAN IS PREGNANT FIRST.

LECTURERS BASH THEIR STUDENTS

LECTURERS WITH MYRIAD ACHIEVEMENTS TURNED OUT TO BE IRRESPONSIBLE MEN

RETREATING LECTURERS IS IMMORAL

Yasa who was still on that trip was really shocked. Luckily he was not driving his car. If so, he will surely break it. Soon the phone sounded. Some of the messages came from his father and uncle Andra.

Yasa then took his phone and contacted his uncle. There was an anxious tone down there.

" Yes,"

" Yes om. I'm fine don't worry."

" okay. You relax. I'll take down the news. Don't go back to the apartment first. Go home to Uncle Dika and Aunt Silvya. Om sure your uncle and aunt can protect you. Do not go to college for a while. Call your uncle and aunt."

Yasa started the car and started driving. Now the purpose of his journey changed, which was originally to the house of his father and mother now changed to the house of his uncle and aunt. Actually he wants to go to his private house but it seems the advice of the om is better.

At the Dwilaga residence, Radi and Hasna were certainly panicked by the news circulating on the online news portal. Radi who contacted Yasa was only answered with a message. But by Andra already explained that he sent Yasa to his second sister's house.

" Sister, how is this?"

" Calm down don't panic. Although I was panicking, too. Once this news comes out it will definitely spread everywhere. Right now all we have to think about is the mental Kaluna and Tara. I'm more worried about them both, baby. I hope they haven't heard all this news."

Hasna nodded in agreement. For a moment he forgot that in their lives right now there was Tara and Kaluna. If this news spread widely then Kaluna's personal life will be corrected. This should also be thought about immediately.

Radi then invited Hasna to go to Dika's place, the sister. Radi was sure Dika and Silvya would know how to deal with this.

Just now Radi wanted to get out of the house, a security residence gave a report that in front of the house there were many media crews. This is one of the risks of families as respected as them. Little things that happen in his family will definitely be the target of the news.

" Sister, how is it?"

Radi was silent for a moment. The wife's question was a little ignored. The middle-aged man was thinking how to do something.

" Sister" call Hasna again to her husband.

" Let's face it!" answer the Radi mantab. For a moment Hasna was certainly confused by Radi's reply. But right, they have to face everything. But Radi told Hasna to be quiet enough and let her answer every question from the media.

Radi and Hasna came out of the house without stopping to take photos of the two of them. One was a professor and the other was the CEO of several large malls in the capital, obviously all wanting to know what was going on with the son of the family.

" Prof. Radian is it true your son is married?"

" Why was the wedding held secretly?"

" Well, is there really news out there that your daughter-in-law is pregnant first?"

Radi sighed and Hasna's hand clasped her husband's. They give each other strength.

" I'll talk, but I hope our colleagues all respect our family's privacy. Our first son Yasa is already married. Second, why secretly? Of course not, our son's wedding was not held secretly. All the relatives, relatives and closest friends of the Dwilaga family know about Yasa's marriage."

Radi stopped for a moment. He looked carefully at all the reporters in front of his house thinking, who actually started this. Radi then continued his words.

" If I can reverse the question, is the Dwilaga Family wedding being held massively and inviting the media of the time? The answer is, you all already know. From Dika's doctors, me, Rinjani and Andra, our marriage was not exposed by the media. So my son's marriage is legal if the media doesn't know. After all we are not celebrities who are obliged to report every thing that happens in our lives to the media."

TB