I'm his mother
25.Namira's determination

Namira stared fixedly at a towering and large house that he was currently attending to deliver one of his students who could not continue their lessons due to illness.

"This is your house, son?" ask Darren to make sure he doesn't get the wrong address.

"Yes ma'am, this is my house,"

"Alright, let's go in,"

Namira began to walk in with Darren's hand. But there was something strange, Darren's handrails in his hand suddenly hardened along with their steps that began to approach the main house door.

Namira rang the doorbell, and after a while someone opened the door.

Tong

Chequek...

A young woman opened the door with a hostile look, staring fiercely at Namira who was coming along with Darren.

"Young master? Why did you come home? Is it still class time?" cecar art opens the door for Darren.

But one thing that made Namira was surprised by the attitude of the art. There was no courtesy at all on his tone when he was talking to the son of his master.

"I'm sorry, can I meet the parents of this student of mine?" asked Namira who had noticed the art.

"Master no, madam too, they're all out of town and it's just me. Yes, let's go in if you can't continue learning." her reply immediately drew in Darren and did not let Namira speak anymore because the door of the house was directly closed by slamming him.

Seeing his son treated kasae by seornag art made Namira's chest more tight and rumbling violently.

In fact, both hands clenched tightly to suppress his anger. I want it to feel like tomorrow is coming so that he can meet the man he believes gives comfort and protects his son.

Namu what Namira found at this time can no longer be polled. With a heavy heart Namira also stepped away with the pain of his heart, seeing the son he loved being treated harshly even by an art. Namira really can't imagine how the treatment of the house itself if the art alone is so rough.

Namira's body instantly brushed away every shadow of the harsh treatment everyone in the house had for her son.

It feels very anxious to rampage on the man who became his father if only the father could not keep and protect his own child.

Although Darren was born from his womb, a woman that was not loved by the man, but at least, dear Darren because the child was purely the child of Abra.

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To esokan his day...

A man descends from the latest luxury car gallantly, his steady and dignified steps making everyone who cross paths with his reflexes bow full of respect.

Besides the man being the shareholder of the elite school, the man was also the guardian of one of the students of the school itself.

All teachers and principals welcomed to the parents of students who yesterday had dingsang with bruises all over his body.

"Good day, Mom, I'm sorry I just got here. Coincidentally yesterday was still out of town," he said quite politely even though he was an important person in the school building.

"Good day too Mr. Abraham, it's okay. At least you have been willing to attend school to discuss prihal anada Darren who fell unconscious in his class yesterday," replied Bu Mega as the principal there.

Degs...

Abra's heart suddenly felt stopped when he heard the news that his son had fallen unconscious. Then, why does the art say that Darren is fine and is doing activities as usual? Batin Abra monologue.

"Sorry Mom, my son fainted? Fainted why?" ask again with a panicked face.

"So sir, let me call Darren here for more clarity, please,"

Now it is not Bu Mega who answered, but Doctor Andra who witnessed a bruise on the child's body.

After waiting for a while his son finally appears along with Andra's doctor and.....

Degs...

At once Abra's body was made to freeze when for the first time she came face to face again with the woman who had once filled her day.

Even that woman is what brings Darren into his life. The woman seemed to enter quietly, then introduced herself as the guardian of the disciple of her son, like a stranger who had just met and known each other.