
Tantri had just laid her body on the bed, after working on the home work of her Chemistry teacher. As usual, the girl's eyes were very hard to fall asleep, because many desires in the heart were unfulfilled. The girl tilted her body to the right, and took a roll to cuddle while sleeping. All of a sudden..
"I can't stand it anymore, pa.., always your attitude is hard and arrogant like that, if I ask for an explanation from you." heard the cry of Madame Monica, mother Tantri.
Feeling familiar with the screams that always enliven the nights at home as usual, Tantri tried to ignore, and covered the ears by using earplugs. The girl did not want to know, what happened between papa and his mother, because it had often happened such a thing.
"Shut your mouth Monica. You always suspected me, even though I worked to meet your needs. Especially your needs and the needs of Tantri. Where does the money come from to meet all your fashion needs, socialite needs and hedonistic lifestyle, if I don't spend time in the office, or go around doing work visits.." heard Mr. Chandra Atmadja explain to his wife.
"Bullshit.. Don't lie to your mom again... Tired of hearing your excuses, that's always it. Mama just wants an explanation, who's the girl on your bed, don't switch the conversation." back up Mrs Monica's loud voice sounded.
Furthermore, Tantri was no longer willing to listen to the quarrel. The girl added pillows and bolsters to cover the ears, so that the sounds of fighting between her parents did not enter the ears. Yet...
"Prang... bluamm.." suddenly there was a loud sound of ceramic shards, and the door was slammed.
Reflexively, Tantri lifted her body and ran out from inside the room. At the top of the stairs, the girl saw her mother Mrs Monica pulling a trolly bag, and headed towards the exit.
"Where are you going, don't leave Tantri mam.." the girl shouted, trying to hold her mother who was going to leave the house.
But instead of answering, the woman turned her head briefly toward her daughter, and with tears, Madam Monica raised her hands up, as a farewell to her daughter. Tantri could do nothing but look at the back of her mother who would open the door to the outside.,
"Remember Monica. As soon as your foot leaves the door, I'll shut you down, and won't assume you exist. There are many opportunities to bring another woman into my bed, younger and more beautiful than you." - cried Mr. Chandra Atmadja,
But the man did not chase and hold his wife, but merely shouted behind. Tantri who was originally going down to pursue her mother, was stuck on the stairs and could only cry lamenting the happiness of her life. From downstairs, Aunt Surti, a longtime housekeeper to the family, could only stare in concern at Tantri. But the middle-aged woman could only remain silent, and was afraid that she would be scolded by her male employer, if she went up to Tantri.
When Mr. Chandra Atmadja returned to his room, Aunt Surti slowly climbed up and came to Tantri. With a concerned look, the woman hugged the girl's body, and Tantri cried in the middle-aged woman's arms.
"Sabar Non. mama just want to cool the atmosphere, tomorrow morning at most will return home. Likewise with Mr. Chandra, Papa Non is still an emotion, not yet able to control himself. So maybe papa Non thought, better Madame Monica go first, and after they are both cold, will just solve their problems.." in a soft voice, Aunt Surti tried to calm Tantri's feelings.
"Iya Bi.., take her and accompany Tantri back to Bi's room.. Don't leave, before I can fall asleep." There's nothing the girl can say anymore. Slowly the middle-aged woman, brought Tantri back into her bedroom.
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After getting ready and wearing a uniform, Tantri walked out down the stairs. The girl immediately walked towards the dining room, and it was seen that her father was having breakfast as well. Absolutely not visible in the man's face, if last night there had been a mouth war with his wife, which ended up Mrs Monica leaving the house.
"Good morning pa.." as usual Tantri greeted her papa.
"Mmmmppphh... morning." said the middle-aged man briefly,
Seeing that there was fried rice and eggs made by Bi Surti, Tantri immediately poured two tablespoons of rice into his plate. Without speaking again, the girl started spooning some rice mouthfuls into her mouth. Tantri chewed slowly, and there was a call coming into her papa's cell phone. From where she sat, the face of the beautiful young woman was seen by Tantri, and the girl immediately stopped eating her morning meal.
"Who's that pa.. who's calling papa..?? Shouldn't it be, papa is currently going to look for the whereabouts of mama, and bring her again to come home to this house..?" boldly, Tantri asked the middle-aged man.
"What do you say Tantri is a child, not knowing what is the parent's business. Going to leave this house, is your mother's choice, for what papa should be dizzy looking for her. And as for who called papa this morning, you don't need to know. Many relationships must be related to papa.." firmly, it appears Mr. Chandra Atmadja gave an explanation to his daughter.
"But pa. papa and mama are Tantri parents, and also husband and wife. It is not good to act apathetic like that pa.... understand mama, and also Tantri.." like a person who lost consciousness, Tantri dared to shout at his papa.
Moreover, his papa looks me reject the call of the young woman, and already stands up wanting to leave his own daughter.
"Tantri. You're a kid, you don't know husband and wife. Importantly, your account is always filled no, and how much more do you want, until you dare to bully your papa this morning. It wasn't your mom who asked you to get out of this house, it was your mom who chose and did it. And now, you dare to blame it on papa.." a loud voice did not want to lose, seemed to compensate for Tantri's voice.
The male gaze, the Tantri's birth papa looked red. Absolutely invisible, there was affection at that eye sight on her biological daughter. The girl felt shocked, and Tantri also stood up, and ran away leaving her rice plate unfinished.
"Wait for Tantri. Or papa will block all your access to the account, if you dare to refute papa.." the girl is no longer willing to pounce on her papa's words.
Tantri continued to rush out, and saw Mr. Jaya was ready in front of the car, without talking Tantri directly into the car. Only tears accompanied the girl, all the way to school.
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