
S2. Dream House, Bab77. Sadness Riska.
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This morning Tazkia's face was so bent with the mouth kamit kamat, she did not even realize the presence of the mother who was sitting in front of her. His eyes repeatedly twisted, making Riska so astonished by the behavior of her daughter.
The middle-aged woman continued to observe Kia's behavior, looking at Kia's annoyed face made her feel treated as she recalled her late husband. Actually he wanted to say hello. However, seeing Kia's behavior like that he was sure that last night did not go well.
Kia is still busy in her world, she is imagining that if Krishna is a paper, she can tear it apart, destroy it, even burn it. Kia did not understand why Krishna still wanted to pursue Nita.
Even if he was in Nita's position, he wouldn't give her a second chance, given so deep the wounds that Krishna had given. For several years she did not consider Nita's presence, and easily asked for permission to remarry on the grounds that she did not love Nita.
Even he had a child from his second wife, and made Nita lose her child first. Tazkia's nose is already blooming and her chest is up and down. He was already upset level one, could no longer just harbour, he reflexively kicked the table. Riska who was drinking also immediately spouted water that was in the mouth towards Kia. Kia gaped and repeatedly looked at Riska's lips.
"Mama!" tazkia shouted, she was still in shock and pecked in place. While Riska she brought a tissue to wipe her mouth. The middle-aged woman did not look at all guilty, after all, whose wrong child why was breaking the table for no reason.
"Why protest! it's not wrong, mama, Kia, it's your fault why you kicked the table for no reason." Riska immediately makes Kia not wart. The girl was finally unable to babble, though occasionally her mouth was muttering when Riska turned to her.
"You're thinking about what, anyway, Kia, komat-kamit is not as obvious as the man-"
"Not to continue, Ma. I know what Mom would say. But why should it be sprayed, Ma. I'm not possessed!" grouse Kia Sabil wiped her face.
"It must be because of your Mas again, right? he's not coming anymore?" riska asked, Kia was still busy wiping her face. He did not answer, feeling his stomach rumble he was carrying rice. However, not yet the rice entered into his plate he immediately threw away the rice spoon, and stared intently at Krishna.
"Mom ask the mother's son!" Kia immediately stood up and left the dining table.
Riska looked at Krisna who was slashing at the chair for her to sit on. He also looked so serious this time.
"Eat, Kris, after you finish breakfast there's something you want to say!"
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They both finished breakfast. Krisna lowered her head without daring to look at her face.The man knew what to discuss.
"When will it be like this, Kris? you don't care about your child who still needs a mother. Until when will you get stuck in the middle. He only has your replacement," said Riska, he first dipped his drinking water and continued his tirade.
"Always refusing to go on a blind date, and choosing to go to your ex-wife's house, has she seen you for over a year?"
"Mama, do not understand you, Kris, mama used to always remind you to be more careful to choose a decision. And now you regret it! enjoy it, and just go to work, there! it's useless even here!" exclaiming Riska, he , drove away his son. But instead of leaving, Krishna approached her mother and stood behind the chair. He hugged Riska and kissed the woman's forehead.
Riska could not say any more words, other than seeing the departure of her son who would work. The water fell without being asked. Why did it all happen to his son, if he could turn back the clock he wanted to go back in the days of Krishna who intended to marry another woman, so that he could thwart their marriage.
However, now that all that had happened all he could do was cry. She can't persuade Nita, she's afraid that the woman feels guilty about herself considering that Nita always ignores her.
Tazkia came out of the room when she heard the sound of Krishna's car moving away from her yard. He saw the frustrated face of the mother, his heart was also sad. The girl approached Riska and hugged the woman affectionately.
"Don't make me feel like a useless child because I can't help you" Kia said, kissing Riska. She was comforted because her son tried to comfort her.
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Residential, Nita ...
The day he went through was quite pleasant when he had not met Krishna for more than a year. He just wanted Krishna to realize that he really wouldn't give her a second chance. For him who passes let him be a memory.
Karina also came that day to visit Nita, she felt that she had not met the woman for a long time. He also intends to help Krishna get them close again.
"Sir," called Karina a little nervously. Nita turned her head to knit her brows because the girl looked agitated.
"Why? any problems at the store?" ask Nita to Karina. However, again the girl just looked at Nita and then sat down indistinctly, making Nita feel strange about her behavior.
"What Ma'am, do not feel sorry for Mr. Krishna who has spent a long time visiting but you never see him" said Karina, under the table where her hands were sweaty. He knows how Nita would react if she brought up Krishna.
Nita was still enjoying her tea, while Karina was now unable to sit quietly. Even breathing as if he was reluctant.
"I knew I was going to say the wrong thing, why the hell, my mouth was asking like that" Karina said.
Nita keeps the glass loud enough to make a sound that can make Karina aghast. It sounded like a heavy breath of Nita.
"I just want to make him give up. Wouldn't it be like this that he already knew there was very little chance that I would give him a chance. If I still see him, he'll feel like I'm still giving him hope." Karina thought about Nita's words just now, it was true what Nita did.
It would be best if they did not meet at all. After saying that, Nita's phone rang. Karina turned her head at a glance at the new number that contacted Nita, making Karina think hard. Who is that guy. Nita said goodbye to lift him up.
"Who's calling Ms. Nita."
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