My Daughter'S Teacher
Angrier

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The door opened from the outside with the arrival of Abraham Barend which made Gracia's mouth stop nagging.

"What's wrong Ma? Why did Abra hear Mama's voice nagging in front of the hospital."

Abraham entered the room and closed the door slowly. Seeing the grandson sleep in his sleep on the hospital bed.

"It's not as loud as the sound of Mama nagging yes, so it gets to the front of the hospital..!" Gracia Mama Abraham, glared at her son. Because of his weakness who is upset.

Abraham laughed a little closer to his mother, and gave salim by kissing the hand of the mother and then approached the bed where the grandson who was sleeping fast, because of the effect of sleeping pills consumed.

"What's Lisa sick?" abraham asked his wife, who had been stroking Lisa's arm with the infusion. Because Lisa complained, feeling uncomfortable with the infusion attached to her hand.

"Flu and strep throat" said Alma.

Alma's eyes squinted, when he saw the husband who had just returned from out of town in a state like he had just come out of a puddle.

"Pa, why are Papa's clothes so shabby? there's that tear, where did Papa actually go?" Alma squinted her eyes, looking at the messy state of the husband. Far from neat word.

The boots Abraham wore were also full of mud.

"Mama also noticed earlier, where are you Abraham? every weekday you always go out of town. Look out, if you're doing anything weird..!" the threat came out of Gracia's mouth at the son.

"Abra doesn't go out of town every Ma's day, only on holidays." Abraham refutes his mother's words.

"Mama, and Mama. Why bother calling him, calling Mama's wife. Call Mama Mama Mama too." Abraham scratched his nape.

"Ih... don't divert the conversation..!" gracia exclaimed to Abraham.

"Abra did not divert Ma's conversation" Abraham said.

Because of Abraham's call to the two women he loved dearly, Mama. The two were often confused as well, and Abraham wanted to call his wife. His mother answered, and vice versa.

"Let's go, Papa calls Alma. It's a shame, yes" Abraham told his wife.

"Geli ah..!" reject Alma, when Abraham wants to say he wants to call his wife with a call of love.

"Call Alma alone, like before you had children" Alma said.

..."Ma, is Alma" said Abraham....

The two are still arguing about nicknames, Gracia is annoyed to look at the two, for arguing unnecessarily.

"Enough you debate the unimportant thing right now, Abraham. Don't take your questions away from your mama ? kumal's body back and forth?" ask Gracia.

"Yes, Pa. From where?" alma asked her husband, even though he knew. Where has her husband been out of town all this time.

Since handing over all business to the son, Abraham often went with his friends who were no longer working. Another word, retired with the routine of office work every day.

"Ma, uh.. Alma, and my dear Mama. Abra went out with his fellow unemployed golfers" replied Abraham.

"Main golf! it's impossible to play golf, go home like a rascal so.' Gracia's mother, unsure of what her son said. Abraham Barend's.

"When did Papa play golf, come home so messy?" asked Alma.

"Don't lie Abra, Mama knows. You're lying" said Gracia, Mama Abraham.

One second..two seconds, there was no sound of screeching the mother.

...Until the count of four......

...Bugs......

The fan throw that had always been in the hands of his mother, now moved about the body of Abraham. His son.

..."Mama..!" exclaimed Abraham who was shocked because he got a fan flying from his mother....

His eyes opened, and saw the thing that hit his body was already on the floor. Near her feet.

Alma gave a small laugh, seeing her husband shocked to get a fan throw from her Mama's hand.

"Durrect son! already Mama said, can not participate in activities that are not useful so. What if you were hit by a stray bullet, they thought you were a boar and shot you?" mother Abraham's lips were scolding her son, Abraham Barend.

"Ma.." Abraham wanted to talk, but his mother raised her hand. So that Abraham does not say first, because he has not finished removing his colleagues.

"Child one, but not according to what the parents say. Grandchild one, so too. Why doesn't anyone want to obey what you're saying...!" gracia exclaimed in annoyance, which Gracia was usually patient with. Now, his patience was nearing its lowest point.

Alma, who was laughing, now had her lips perfectly closed.

"Why? why do you argue with Mama Abraham?" Gracia sobbed, she sat down with her head lowered.

Alma stood up and moved closer to her in-laws, and then hugged the old body that was shaking with tears.

"Ma, sorry." Abraham approached his mother, and knelt before her body.

"Mama's already banned, why do you keep participating in activities that make Mama traumatized every time you hear the club. Do you want to be like your Papa, go leave Alma with a broken head hit by the wrong shot?" Gracia looked at the face of her son, Abraham.

"Ma." Alma stiffened, upon hearing the words of her in-laws. Which reminds him of the incident ten years ago, his father-in-law came home with a state of death due to misdirected, declining fellow hunting hobby. But apparently, not the wrong target. After Gracia brought her case to the green table.

And it turns out, his out-of-compete business partner did. And when they went hunting, his companion executed Papa Abraham. Stevano Barend, and gave a misguided excuse. It was the time of Abraham Barend today.

Gracia, trying to forget the event. But she still frequently monitors the man who killed Stevano Barend, her husband.

"Sorry Ma, forgive Abra. Who has opened the old heart wound Mama," said Abraham while holding his mother's hands above the lap of the mother.

"I'm sorry, but you keep doing it." Gracia, Mama Abraham shook Abraham's hand.

What happened to the three, was distracted. With a squirming sound from the direction of the patient's bed.

Her head turned, and saw Lisa open her eyes.

"Sick.." - Lisa's voice, her eyes looked at her hand and wanted to open the infusion that was attached to her hand.

"Lisa, don't love." Alma hurried to Lisa's bed, as did Gracia and Abraham.

"Oma's pain." beat Lisa on Alma.

"Opa's granddaughter, don't pull it out."

"Opa." seeing Abraham, Lisa cried and pointed at her needle-pierced hand.

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