Retaliation of Mafia Wives
151. Fighting (lb)
"It's not my heart that's closed, Mom. But you've been affected, is it because of Cara showing you a picture of the dead rascal?" said Sasdia cynically.
"Quite Sasa, if until Cara hears your words insulting the late mother again. We could be in big trouble" Torih said.
"You're enough, Mom. Why are you back now defending Cara? Is it because he's also your son with that rasp?" sasdia's wrath is losing control.
"I said enough, Sasa. I had a child with Dea because of you, didn't I? You who made me drunk and passionate at that time, to impregnate Dea and bring Cara to this world. So don't blame anyone else, blame yourself!" bentak Torih's.
"You suddenly changed when Cara showed a photo of Dea at that time. You can even play hands with me and Jesy."
"You're discussing that again? I've apologized, why are you even talking about it again? Anyway, it wasn't because of that, you misunderstood. I was out of control at the time because the company was a mess. It's not because of the thing you mentioned," growled Torih.
"Huh, I know you ha …."
"Mama, Papa." Sasdia's sentence was cut off when he heard Jesy's slow voice. The middle-aged couple turned their heads and looked at Jesy who was staring softly at them.
Sasdia glared, he only realized that his voice had gone out of control to make the child wake up. "I'm sorry Mama, honey. Mama's waking you up" Sasdia regretted.
Jesy was silent, the woman stared at Sasdia and Torih in a row. Moments later, Jesy's eyes dewy and begin to heat up. One tear escaped from Jesy's eyes. "Why are you fighting again? Please don't be like this, I .. just have you guys. My strength right now is only yours. If you fight and split again, then .. Just let me die."
"Jesh!" sasdia's reprimand doesn't like it. "I'm sorry, Mama and Papa just got out of control. We are worried about your situation, to seep everywhere. Don't talk like that, honey. Mom and Dad will always be by your side. Isn't that right, Mas?" Sasdia turned his head towards Torih, while Torih gave a small nod while trying to force his smile.
Rical clasped Helen's hand tightly, the man occasionally glancing at the girl's blank face. Rical let out a heavy sigh, he felt so uninspired to see Helen still just like that. The gloomy face that some days is faithful to accompany his daily life. "Sy," call Rical.
Helen turned her head and looked at Rical with her blank expression. "Talk, I'd rather be your chatty nature than this" Rical said.
"I'm lazy, sister," said Helen slowly.
Rical again let out a heavy sigh hearing Helen's slow voice. A voice so lethargic as if there was no hope and spirit of life. "Today Cara is going to make an aquarium, she asked me to go there to take you. He said he'd also make a mini vineyard, you want to go there?"
Rical's sentence this time was able to present a speck of twinkle on Helen's face. Seeing that Rical smiled, while sighing felt a little relieved. "I love fish, and from a long time ago I wanted to be farmed" Helen said.
"Why didn't you tell me? Do you want us to make an aquarium too? And make a vineyard, or what do you want to plant? Apples, strawberries or whatever it is. Just tell me" explained Helen.
"We'll see at Kak Cara's place later. Is this also the baby's wish?" reply Helen. Hearing his sentence begin to respond, Rical again heaved a sigh of relief.
"Yes, Cara's request this time is not strange. Still fit into human common sense, than ever ask to draw a bald man's head." Rical shook his head as he recalled the incident a few weeks ago. Helen, who heard that, laughed a little.
Looking at Helen's laughter, Erick made a faint smile. 'This is my new girl, the cheerful girl, ' Rical's inner self.
