Wife Sah Rasa Kebaban
Ale's Rage.

"What height is your position until you can raise your voice in front of Papa?"

Chandra blocked Ale with half of her body being dragged out.

"Papa is no longer my old father. Papa's selfish! Papa judged everything about my wife on only one side. Have you ever heard from Ale Pa's perspective? Never been Pa!"

"Whose side is Al? Papa just wants to save our family from poverty,"

Ale let out a long sigh and then he let out a rough one.

"Save the family from poverty at the expense of Ale's happiness. What kind of family did Papa save? Is it just Papa and Abram that we can call a family, and then we're what Pa is, what? Was it?"

Chandra grew even more furious at Ale who had no regard for his words anymore.

"Do you value your Papa and your younger siblings with the mere word Al?" he said by emphasizing the word only in his sentence.

"Based on a bad boy!" said again.

"Papa forced Ale to be like this. Why should Papa involve others in Papa's petty plan, why Pa?

" Other people? Who you mean?" Chandra's speechless. The look in his eyes now changed to the wife who was now hugging Ale's arm tightly.

"Sabrina.Is this the result of your actions?" Ale widened his eyes. He wanted to pat her on the cheek strongly, hoping that the pain would never be felt. However, in fact his heartache was more painful than the incision. The pain of salt poured in his wound is more painful than the harsh words of the Papa thrown against his Mother.

As harsh as the Papa was to himself these days, his heartache could still be felt and he was a little self-absorbed in the deepest trough in his heart. But, Mama? The person who bet his life when giving birth to him, snapped by the Papa by directly mentioning the name without any other frills. Indeed, if only the Prophet did not mention the name of your Father, after three times mention the name of your Mother. So being born without a father is more profitable for him now.

"Enough Pa!" he said by embracing the body of the mother who is now crying looking at him.

"Love has blinded the eyes of your heart Al,"

"Harta and power have taken Papa away from us all. Has Papa ever thought about this? Is it in Papa's solitude about how we feel? Is there still love and care left even if only a speck for Mama? Mama pa, not Ale," Ale wiped the tears that began to flow in the corner of his eyes.

When he was a child, the Father forbade him to cry. However, after adulthood, it is the Boardyah who dropped her tears repeatedly, again and again.

"Huh! Don't get your melancholy ass Al. This is what Papa is afraid of if you stay alive with the village girl. Be the son of dissidents!"

Ale sighed again before continuing his words. He never blamed his destiny. Let it all be a wisdom story in the future.Even though he himself feels doubt will they be able to enjoy the day again? Hope so.

"Papa's gone too far! Ale will take Mama along with Ale. Go Ma!" Ale grabbed the hand of the Mama who even took off her hand.

Ale looked at him with a very confused look. What is this mother considering? And what kind of mindset is in the mind of the mother?

"Mama's coming with Ale Pa. Hopefully with our departure this can make Papa back to being Chandra aryaguna Al ahnaf as we know it first," said Sabrina as she passed leaving the husband who did not respond at all.

Chandra flinching. His pride was still too high to just regret the consequences of his actions. He still considers all his decisions right. Assume that Aisha is the mastermind of the change in attitude of her wife and child.

"Basic village girl! Wishing to be queen in an imaginary palace. Dream of becoming Cinderella by marrying Ale. Your dream is already the level of a village girl Brahmin. Now, surely you're regretting your stupidity that easily got into my trap,"

Chandra closed the door of her house violently.

"Sariya!" he walked quickly to the kitchen.

"Sariya!" screeches again. However, no one answered his call.

"Where is the old woman? Do you want to follow along like the Madam and her young Master?"

"Cih, cheesy theatricality!" he said with a screech when he saw the annoying scene in his yard.

"Stay here Mbok, I'm the same big master Mbok Sariyah," Sabrina pleaded with both hands of her trusted home assistant.

Mbok Sariyah shook his head quickly. Secretly he witnessed the debate of his master in the house earlier. There was no consideration that should lead him to remain in this mansion. While the thing that is the toughest consideration to stay devoted to this family in fact will even go away from this big house.

"No. Let me go with the Madam and the young Master, "please try to let go of Sabrina's hand.

"But, who will take care of all the needs of the great Master Mbok? Wh who? Mbok Sariyah is a confidant of my husband. Stay here for us Mbok, after all the calm return, I promise I will return to this house,"

"Don't promise to the thing that Mama herself doesn't believe in Ma, stop being a loser to someone else who doesn't care about Mama at all," Ale mediated the debate of the two who were now staring at him with almost the same gaze to be interpreted.

"Young master, why talk like that about young Master Papa? istighfar Tuan," Mbok Sariyah rubbed the back of his dragon hand gently.

"I've been too disappointed with Papa Mbok, he is no longer our old Papa. Papa's changed Mbok,"

"Go! It is enough for you to present a cheap charade in my house, and you Sariyah, follow your Lady and Young Master, living galvanizing on the streets!"

Ale immediately took Mama and her host away and got into a taxi that had just stopped.

"Where are we going Al?" Sabrina ventured to ask which time Ale had looked calmer, not as emotional as before.

"Meeting Helena Ma" Ale replied with a look out the car window.

"But what's Al for?"

"to tell him, that not all evil intentions can go smoothly with the amount of money and the high power,"

Sabrina looked intensely at her eldest son without a sound.

"Mama don't worry. Ale knows the limits of Ale Ma" he said, trying to answer her concerns.

"Mama will always be beside you Al, supporting whatever your decision is," Sabrina leaned on the son's shoulder with eyelids beginning to condense.

"Thank you for believing in Ale Ma, and don't be a rainbow for the color blind,"

"Al, don't you stew your hatred and disappointment towards Papa, however Papa is just being wrong in stepping. We don't leave him forever. Rest assured that one day our family will be reunited,"

"Mama's heart is too sincere for Papa to betray Ma, Ale can't accept that,"

"You are only being controlled by emotions, lust and great anger. Don't let the shethan be happier to see your quarrel Al, Mama please,"

"Love you Mom," Ale hugged the now smiling Mama in a soft cry.

The pain in his heart did not necessarily make him carried away with anger. His departure in hopes of making the husband understand that only family is the place to return. The place is moaning, the place is back with millions of sweat and more complaining. The one who would never really leave him.

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