TERRA, THE BEST MOTHER
Chapter 4
"Quick you're out of this house!" shouted Bi Fatma, who was her father's half-sister.
"Go?" ask Terra confused. Her brain is so dead-end.
"Yes. You have no right to live in this house. Your mother was not our parents' choice. So you have no right to my brother's legacy!" call Fatma again.
"I don't want to know. Tomorrow you must leave this house. The child does not know himself!" jolt Fatma again while pushing Terra's shoulder with her index finger.
"I'll wait for tomorrow anyway. Now just tell him to leave," a man's voice suddenly provoked.
Uncle Sugeng. His aunt's new husband started instigating his wife.
"I'll help her, take out all her clothes," said Uncle Sugeng again.
The man, whose age was only adrift on the three-year-old Terra, was seen running up the stairs to the room.
"Hey ... Don't you dare enter my room!" sentak Terra's. Sugeng.
"Let me pack myself!" continued.
Really am. Terra currently could not think clearly. He followed the man upstairs. Entering his room and immediately pulled the suitcase from inside the closet. All the clothes were also hijasah and savings book he put in a bag. A laptop and some important files he also put in a backpack.
Seems enough. He dragged the suitcase and got out. He doesn't pay attention to anything. Even the three boys who were in the house, already the beautiful girl had forgotten their whereabouts. Unaware the three boys followed him.
Terra who reached below was startled by her aunt's question.
"Whose kids are these?" Terra.
"They are your brother's children. Then look after!" terra said grumpily.
He rushed out while dragging his suitcase.
"Ih .. bring these boys. They're not my dependents!" scream Fatma.
Terra was poking at her aunt's words. He continued to drag his steps and suitcase. Without a care the three boys kept calling her mama.
"Terra ...," a soft voice called out to her.
For a moment his steps stopped. He was trying to recognize that voice. But he realized. The sound was just his hallucination. He stepped back. Again the voice called out to him.
"Terra .. dear,"
"Mama ...," Terra's raucous voice answered the call.
He turned his body. Looks like a female figure with a pretty and shady face. Smiled at him while embracing the two little boys in front of him. They seemed to be crying hysterically.
"Honey .. They are your blood. Take care, son," said the gentle woman.
"But Ma ... hiks ...!" Terra is very selfish.
That eighteen-year-old girl. Not fully mature. Her tears kept flowing.
"Darling ... Mama knows it's heavy. But their blood is the same as the blood that runs through your body" said the gentle woman again.
Terra closed her eyes. The three boys' roars melted down the wall he had just built in his heart.
Terra immediately ran up to the boy and hugged them. The roaring cry of the four different-aged humans deeply sliced the hearts that heard it.
Lucky streets where they were deserted.
"I'm sorry Mama. Forgive Mama" Terra said as she continued to kiss the children who were still crying.
"You hungry?" The two boys nodded. Except for the baby in Darren's arms. She's still crying.
Terra's confused. The problem is, their clothes are still at home. Even his father's wallet and cell phone were still there. Terra was intending to return to that house. But stop him from doing. Because surely her aunt won't let her into that house again.
Terra dyed. The shady-faced lady had already disappeared.
'Mama .. thank you, ' he murmured in his heart.
Terra took the three boys. He held Rion and held Lidya's hand. While Darren hooked his hand on Terra's skirt.
Terra stopped by in a chicken porridge tent. They had breakfast there.
Terra also fed Rion by smoothing the porridge first. Finish eating. The girl and the three boys rode in the angkot. Go from the area where he lives.
While in the house that was taken forcibly by Fatma seemed to have fallen apart.
"Cont**!" fatma shouted in annoyance.
The problem is, he did not find a single deed that shows ownership of the house.
"Where did they put the certificate of this house!" snarl. Sugeng also began massaging his temple.
"Looks like my guess. Your brother, Ben put it not in this house" Sugeng said.
Fatma. He also suspected it.
"The only way, manipulate those papers. But, of course, the risk is huge. Nowadays, it is difficult to manipulate.
"If all the important letters were in the bank. We can not get it easily," said Sugeng again.
"HUH! DON'T YOU MAKE ME DIZZY!" scream Fatma call.
"If you can't help. You'd better be
QUIET DOWN!" cry Fatma again while pressing the last word.
Sugeng was silent. Of course he did not want to take the risk, this woman in front of him. Because this woman is the one who meets her luxury needs.
'cis .. if it wasn't for your money. I don't want to be with an old woman like you, ' the 21-year-old man said.
Seriate.