Don't Cry Mother
JMB 78'S. Shouting Muttering Maling

The Wibowo family residence is currently very quiet. Klara could only be silent this time. He knew his father was really angry. Despite the many questions in his mind, Klara did not dare to speak.

Rudi moved quickly, the middle-aged man had already asked the eldest son to immediately vacate the apartment. He won't let Klara go back to living alone. The freedom that Rudi gave was apparently misused by Klara.

" You know what you're doing now, huh? Are you really stupid, how dare you deal with that family. And you, don't you really know who Surya is?"

Klara is literally silent a thousand languages. He knew who Surya was. That man is Zion. The only son of the owner of one of the largest oil palm plantations in the country.

" Now papa tell you let you be literate. Surya Aka Zion is the son of Arduino Aaron Linford and Elisa Dwi Baskoro. Elisha is the cousin of Hasna Sandika Rayadinata. And that means Yasa and Zion are cousins. Do you understand now huh!"

Klara's eyes are perfectly rounded. He does know who Zion is but he does not know that Zion and Yasa's parents are still cousins. Not having a surname makes Klara indifferent to it. He slightly forgot the Dwilaga family lineage, one of which also came from the Linford family.

Klara was drowned. Everything is already over. The woman looks so scared now. Although his face was blurred but netizens were not stupid. In just a matter of hours they will know who the woman in the video is.

And just now he thought, some notification message notification on his social media reads. All tagged himself in that much-shared video. This is what netizens do because of a fitology. While meeting Zion, Klara uploaded a selfie of herself. Of course, netizens immediately match the clothes worn by Klara.

The power of netizens, Klara's photo was immediately exposed. Blasphemy and scornful words he immediately received. The woman clutched her own hair tightly as she read one by one the comments from the netizen. Even a news tagline featured a photo of her past self during an edited lecture and compared it to Yasa's clarifying video.

" Fuck, all because of those people!" Klara shouted angrily she even threw her phone until the flat object was cracked and damaged.

Instead of being sympathetic to what Klara was currently experiencing, Rudi instead smiled cynically. " That's called the law of sow harvest. What you plant is what you harvest. How, not good not blasphemed. That's what the woman you've hurt. Papa doesn't care that soon we're going bankrupt, the important thing is that you learn the lesson from what you did. Meet them and apologize!"

Rudi breezed away to his room. He closed the door a little harder. The middle-aged man walked towards the bed in pias. He sat there and cried. A regret he feels now. Rudi felt like he failed to become a parent. The princess's misdeeds escaped her watch.

" Sir, forgive your servant who cannot guide our children. Forgive us for being negligent in teaching them." Rudi tergugu's. Apparently it was seen by the wife who had just opened the door of the room. Rudi's wife stopped coming in, she chose to go back out. He let Rudi dissolve in his feelings.

But it seems like what Rudi feels is inversely proportional to what his daughter feels. Instead of regretting his actions Klara even more aggressively berated Yasa and also Kaluna. The woman seemed to have lost her empathy.

" Fuck, you fucking cunt. Sok holy. You two ruined my life!"

Look, isn't this what's called yelling burglar? He is the one who throws his guilt at others. It's beyond common sense. Klara with angry circumstances immediately grabbed the car keys on the table. My mom is a little worried. The middle-aged woman slightly ran after Kalra's quick steps.

" Who's wrong, I'm not wrong. I just taught that woman a little lesson. And I'll teach him a lesson this time."

Mama Klara couldn't stop Klara from leaving. He had tried to block and take the car keys held by his daughter, but the power owned was still inferior to Kalra. The middle-aged woman even fell to the floor as Klara brushed her hand away.

" Klara stop!" The tears of Rudi's wife flowed. She did not expect her daughter to be like that. A sense of guilt flowed through the woman's body. Like her husband, she failed at being a mother. Though both Rudi and himself always tried to exist for his children. Always prioritize them, but apparently it's not enough. In fact, Klara became a woman who had a high sense of selfishness.

In the car Klara drove her car a little faster, she tried to find where Kaluna's house was. The sense of inadmissibility filled Klara. The blasphemy and scorn he received made Klara dark in the eyes. He also went to Kaluna's house. The woman got out of the car and immediately banged on the door of Kaluna's house.

Vanka came out of the house. He knew who was coming, the woman who had made his daughter suffer but Vanka was calm.he showed his best smile towards Klara.

" Where is Kaluna?"

" Aah Kaluna's friend yes, sorry son Kaluna no longer live here. She now lives in her husband's house."

Klara's eyes squinted, a look of anger clearly drawn on her face. Without saying anything else Klara turned her body and left in front of Vanka.

A full breath of relief was done by Vanka. At first he thought Klara would ask him where Kaluna's new address was, but he didn't. Vanka then chose to go back in.

" Damn it, where the woman now lives" said Klara. But the next second Klara grinned, the woman then drove her car back. He called someone and asked them to meet. A journalist who was asked to raise the news about Kaluna.

On the other hand, the media crew contacted by Klara was smiling broadly. What he will do this time he is sure to make the news more exciting and crowded.

" The target is approaching itself. He wants to bring life or what? Instead of staying at home, show yourself. I'm sure everyone will be very curious, the figure of people who are being talked about in the media. Not about his kindness but about the bad behavior he's doing."

Tring, the man sent a broadcast message to all his colleagues. In the message is conveyed under the ferret into a trap he made himself.

TB