Scratches of the Injured Heart

Scratches of the Injured Heart
Crossbreed


Salva had reached the house mentioned by the little boy earlier, but he was not too sure. currently asked it turns out that the little boy named Gilang was asleep needed salva.


"Is this address correct sir?" salva tried asking the taxi driver.


"According to the address, right deck!" answer the driver.


Gently forced to wake Gilang salva. seen the child rubbed his eyes are still sleepy.


"We're up to the deck, we're down." Salva guided Gilang who still looks unstable.


"Dad?? is this your home?" salva was confused. The house is big and it feels so soothing to see it.


Suppose I could stay at home like this. It might be fun!


"why are you daydreaming?" Crossed tugging salva hands that look dreamy.


"It's okay. Come on in,"


Why did I tell him to come in? this is her house. Salva patted her eel because of embarrassment mixed with confusion.


"Disappear... Now that you have arrived, my sister went home first yes," said salva finally.


"Kok home? do you want to see Grandma first? grandma is good people know," said Gilang proud of his grandmother.


"But you have to go...."


"Just a moment, brother." persuaded Gilang who wanted to introduce his grandmother.


Before the salva could argue, there was a scream of a woman from inside the mansion.


"Mrs!! den Gilang is home!!" shouted a woman who looked the same age as Maya's mother.


After that shout, followed by the appearance of a few more people, who Salva was sure they were Gilang family. Salva began to feel bad, he should have gone straight home.if it was like this would be a lot of questions.


SALVA POV


I feel uncomfortable if it's like this, it should be after delivering this child in front of the fence I go straight home. If it's like this I'll be the first suspect,and there's a lot of questions about why this kid could be with me.


A woman who looks aged immediately holds Gilang, and the boy immediately shouted to Grandma, but it seems I have met him.


"Hay Ma'am... Do you know me?" I don't remember who he is yet, so it's only natural that I ask him no.


But the mothers laughed, making me even more confused.


"Have you forgotten your mother?"


Back trying to remember, but not to remember. for two days here I have met many people, especially the neighbors who I visited for introductions. I don't really remember the faces of the people I met.


"I'm sorry but I really don't remember" I said confusedly. I saw that there were four people here and one of the men stared at me intently. Maybe he's the father of this child?


And as for the woman who shouted earlier she was gone, maybe she was just a maid in this luxurious house.


"God... So you completely forgot mom? I was the one who was with you on the bus at the time!" I immediately looked up, it was fitting that I felt familiar earlier. turned out she was the mother who amazed me that day.


"Mother Mala?? I'm sorry ma'am I completely forgot," I said awkwardly.I looked back at the two women and one young man, I was confused as to why they were staring at me like that.


"Let's go in first, son. I want to ask why Gilang can be the same you." if rejected feel disrespectful, but if received three sharp eyes it still watches over me.


Finally I followed Miss Mala into her house. I still wonder why people this rich still want to take the bus?


"Tell me first, grandma wants to talk to guests!" why is his voice so sweet? aisss why my brain starts to squash anyway!


But Gilang did not answer the man's call, the boy instead stared fiercely at the woman beside the man.


"Wouldn't!! Same with grandma!" bentak Gilang's.


I'm starting to remember, didn't he just say there was a bad woman who threw it away? maybe one of those women, made Gilang hate him.


"Can't talk to your father like that, baby." Ma'am told her granddaughter.


"Later Aunt is evilin Missing again!!! I want to be with you!" the boy ran somewhere, like he went into a room.


I feel this room is gripping, because the look of horror.not for me yes, but the gaze of Miss Mala and the man for the woman beside her.


"What did my granddaughter mean?!"


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