Karma Durhaka's Wife
142. Victims of parental selfishness
The figure of the man who is currently sitting on the green grass in a park with several games for toddlers, the, now observing the adorable behavior of his 3-year-old son was running around with a ball kicked with his tiny legs.
Seeing the adorable behavior of the boy who was the fruit of his love with the figure of a woman who was loved so much, now arouses the spirit as well as sadness in the heart of Bagus Setiawan.
How not, he who was currently still not blinking stared at the innocent face of his little angel while laughing happily while playing, feeling very guilty because soon the laughter of his son will change with a grim face because it will not get affection from the mother.
It was good that he deliberately left the house when his son did not stop crying when he saw Amira hit him in a row. Even then, he felt very grateful that his son did not stop crying when he was calmed down by him.
Until he chose to take his son to a small park near the rent through the back door because he did not want the neighbors to look at him with pity.
The compassion of the neighbors who certainly now look pity on him after knowing the fate of his household that has ended very badly.
Even he currently could not imagine how to face the views of all the neighbors who must have pity on him.
However, he was a little comforted when he saw his son again laughing cheerfully and he now stood up from his position which had been sitting on the green grass once he saw the ball rolling quite far from his son's position.
"In a moment, Honey. I'll take the ball."
Meanwhile, the boy, now unable to stand still, follows his father as he picks up the ball. Even chasing while running, until a while later fell.
Of course the sound of crying began to sound and make some people who were busy with their respective focus, looking toward the source of the sound and see the toddler was crying sobbing.
However, there was a woman who came to help and immediately carried him while trying to calm him so as not to cry, so that the people finally turned their attention back.
"Son, be careful, honey. It must hurt, yeah. Let Auntie blow the wound, huh?" said Amira Tan who has now landed her body in a round seat not far from her standing.
Moments ago, Amira who was directly checking the park after the Princess told her, circulated her gaze around the park area to look for the existence of the father and son who suddenly disappeared.
As soon as she saw the silhouette of Bagus who had run and turned out to take the ball, Amira Tan turned to the toddler who was crying in a loud enough voice, so it immediately helped.
Now he had taken out the ointment from the bag to treat the wound on the knee of the boy who was still sobbing on his lap.
"Silver strong, yes. Boys need to be strong. Don't cry, honey. After we get treated, we get chocolate ice cream, yeah."
As Amira Tan was intending to treat the wound on the tiny leg, she saw a very panicked-looking Bagus crouching down to look at the wound on the Son's leg, so that undoes his intention to apply the ointment.
"Darling, I'm sorry. It must hurt."
Good who was now focused on staring at the slightly bleeding knee, immediately asked for the ointment in Amira Tan's hand. "Let me treat him."
That's what makes him always keep the ointment for wounds in the bag, so when there are unexpected events, he can directly treat the wound. Like feet hit the table, hands exposed to hot water when making coffee, toes blisters because all day wearing high heels.
Now, he is still observing a father who looks very focused and careful when treating wounds on the legs of the little angel who is still moaning because of the pain when treated.
Seeing Good who has now blown a wound on the knee of a toddler with a swollen face because of the effects of crying sob when he fell earlier and make him able to see how great the affection of a father on the child and makes him feel pity.
'How could such a small child lose the affection of a mother. Still in desperate need of attention. It's a pity for the fate of the two of you, ' muttered Amira Tan who currently chose to open her voice.
"I'm lucky I found you here. I've been looking for you guys. Why did you suddenly just leave? No one even knew you were gone."
Amira again expressed her frustration while observing the atmosphere of the park that did not look crowded because there were only a few people there.
There was a mother who was accompanying her son on a swing, there was a father who was holding his daughter and lowering on the slide and several other toddlers were running in front of him, precisely on that very well-kept green grass.
He waited until the man opened his voice to explain the act that had suddenly disappeared. However, the man below him seemed not interested in responding to it.
"Hello! Are you mad at me? Not even answering my question?" rengut Amira Tan who now directs a sharp gaze intimidates because he felt very upset at the man below him when he was busy blowing on the knees of toddlers who are now not crying like before.
While Bagus who glimpsed glanced at the face of the woman on it, reflexes shook slowly.
"Don't make my son fear and hate you. If he hadn't fallen, he probably wouldn't have wanted you to carry him. We want to breathe fresh air here and calm the mind."
He who had just finished treating the wound on his son's knee, now stood up from his position and began to direct his hand to carry, but could only shake his head at the rejection.
Because at this time the 3-year-old boy was already moving down from the lap and back to pick up the ball. He had put a green ball shaped like a watermelon on his left.
However, as if forgetting the wounds on the legs, his son had already returned to pick up the ball and play in the grass. This time there is another toddler who is the same age, so his son now does not play alone.
Moreover, there are parents who are watching, so he chose to do the same because he did not want his son to fall and get injured again.
However, he rubbed his stomach that was rumbling because it was only eating bread in front of the minimarket. He felt guilty for his son who had not eaten rice.
'Nothing yet, my son is already a victim of the selfishness of the parents.'
To be continued...