Don't Cry Mother
JMB 84. Be suspicious

Vanka chose to accompany Carolina at the hospital, near her twin mother made her feel like her mother was still there. Every now and then Vanka tears out his eyes, he sobbed every time he remembered his mother's dead face.

" I'm sorry Vanka ma'am. Vanka is really sorry. May you calm down."

Raffan rubbed his wife's back gently. He knows how Vanka is trying to change for the better. The man knew how sincere Vanka was in repenting from his past mistakes. (echem, who was curious about the story of Vanka in the nouple next to ye 🤭).

Vanka held Carolina's hand. She hopes Carolina is still given a long life so she can take care of her mother's twin sister. At least that's what he can do. Although many questions in Vanka's mind, why the mother never once told me about his family and brother.

However, Vanka chose silence. There must be something unsatisfactory. He does not want to open something that may be a hidden old wound.

At the Yasa residence, Kaluna repeatedly saw the clock on the wall. It was 23:00 but the husband had not yet returned. Looking at her son's room for a moment, Tara seemed to fall asleep. It seems like the boy is really tired. Little curious about her son, Kaluna finally chose to enter and look for Tara's phone and tablet. He picked it up and tried to open the two electronics.

" Laah in the password. What the boy keeps in these two things."

Kaluna was clearly surprised, for a moment felt sorry for letting a child of the age of Tara play the device. Kaluna really feels bad as a mother. He was a little negligent about that. Although all this time Tara had seen never played the game, but knowing two flat objects of different sizes were locked clearly made Kaluna worried.

" I have to ask him tomorrow." Kaluna again put two devices owned by Tara to the place they were. He was thinking about something else at the moment, the studio plus the Tara gallery. During this time if he was in the villa the boy did not allow Mbok Yem and Mang Didi to enter it. Now Kaluna became curious.

He walked slowly to a large room, opened the door carefully and pressed the light switch. Kaluna walked in, in Tara's studio stood several canvases placed in several wooden stands. Kaluna could draw conclusions maybe Tara's painting is not finished. There were at least four canvases covered in white cloth.

Wuss

Kaluna opens the cloth in one of Tara's paintings. His eyes widened, he was shocked to see the painting. Increasingly curious, he opened all the fabrics that covered the other canvases.

" Yes Allaah."

Kaluna retreated her body, her hands covered her own mouth. He was really surprised by what he saw. These paintings of Tara are perfect for a 5-year-old boy. Although some of the details of the passage were still unfinished but Kaluna knew it was really a painting of a maestro.

" Dear why you?"

" Mad." Oh."

Now it was Yasa's turn to be surprised to see what was in front of him. He also loved painting and liked the artwork so he knew a bit about painting. Yasa approached towards the paintings made by his son. In fact, he brought his eyes closer to one of the paintings to see the details of the paint brush strokes on the canvas.

" Dear, our son is truly a genius. I think he's hiding a lot of things. Looks like we should ask him tomorrow."

Kaluna nodded in agreement with the husband's proposal. However, they must ask what the paintings were made for. Kaluna's mind was immediately possessed by something, a conclusion at which time Dr. Jason said that Tara was tired and sleep-deprived. Kaluna breathed her breath.

Both cover the canvas with white cloth as before. They both came out of the studio and forgot to turn off the lights.

" What about the two Carolina grandmothers' art?"

I don't know, I tried to sleep but Kalun couldn't. He wanted Yasa to be beside him to accompany him to dreamland. " Want to sleep the same. I can't sleep."

Yasa smiled at the wife's reply. He then grabbed Kaluna by the shoulder and carried her into the room. He then sat Kaluna on the bed. " Lie down first, you'll take a shower for a while."

Kaluna nodded, she saw Yasa until her husband's body was lost behind the bathroom door. Kaluna herself felt herna with herself, but usually she would sleep alone even though Yasa had not returned home. But this time she really wanted to sleep with her husband.

About 10 minutes passed, Yasa finally finished his bath as well. The man was shocked when he saw his wife still sitting in her original place. He feels Kaluna is really weird tonight. " Dear, I said make a change first."

" It wants the same."

" Hey???"

Yasa scratched his head which was not itchy. Kaluna was really acting out of reason. But Yasa wouldn't talk about it. Seeing the late night, he immediately took his wife to lay her body.

On the bed Kaluna held Yasa's body tightly. He inhaled the scent of the husband's body deeply. Dna not long ago Kaluna slept by hugging Yasa.

" What's wrong with you hmmm? Tonight was acting really weird."

Yasa stroked Kaluna's face. That beautiful face with long hair was now her world. He kissed the wife's forehead a little longer, channeling his love and unfortunately.

Criings

Yasa was a little surprised when he heard his phone ring. With one hand he tried to reach the phone he had previously placed on the nightstand. A call from the friend, Frans' name was written there.

" Elaah Frans, this is the middle of the bree mall. What's up?"

" Sorry ma boss. It's about Brisia. What does he have to do with his son, the owner of the Souk Restaurant?"

Yasa threw out his rough breath. At midnight like this Frans called just to ask about Brisia's relationship which Yasa certainly didn't know. But considering Frans suit finally Yasa chose to respond to his single friend who was kasmaran.

" I don't know about that Frans. Mending ye, if you're sure it's gas just meet his parents. Being accepted or not is a recent affair. Instead of going to hunt taken by someone who has money."

Across the street Frans was silent digesting everything Yasa said. It's true that Yasa's words, too. " Okay, I'll think about it. Thanks Yas, sorry to bother," Frans replied with a chuckle. He knows for sure at this time he interfered with the break time of the friend.

Frans was silent after closing his call. The man's monologue, "Walking to Brisia's parents? Does it have to be this fast. But what Yasa said was true as well. All right, tomorrow I'm going to Brisia's house. Also, accepted or not that's business later."

TB