Quarrel between mother and her daughter

"What have you done with Mister Sean, Asyara!?" Alma snapped, as soon as her hand landed right on Asya's cheek, loudly.

Asya's face turned, her eyes widened. As if she couldn't believe what Alma had just done, Asya was still frozen, asking herself if this was a dream? Why does it feel like Asya can't believe all this?

Alma slapped him? Hey, that's impossible!

Asya wanted to think and make sure it was a dream. However, a burning and stinging feeling in the cheeks began, realizing Asya that this was reality.

"Ashara! What have you done?!" pressed Alma again while holding Asyara's wrist firmly. Alma then pulled the girl closer. "Look at Mama!" Alma ordered, forced.

Asya glanced at Alma, with teary eyes. But it was not afraid to make Alma feel the slightest pity.

"Asya! You know Mr. Sean is Mr. Arman's son, right?! He's your master! Why are you dancing with him?! Do you want our pride to be trampled upon if you find out that you are Mama's child?!" asked Alma, didn't this fit better as a warning than a question.

Asya didn't react, just stood there with water running down her cheeks. She looked at Alma in disbelief. Her mother is afraid that Asya's pride will be trampled on because she has danced with Sean? So what? Sean never once looked down on him in public. Asya did not feel the slightest pressure when she danced with Sean, in fact Asya felt happy because it was the first time she had been able to enjoy such a lively party.

"Be aware! You are a servant boy! Mama says this is not for you to be humble! Mama wants you to be careful in your actions. Yesterday Mama invited you to see the party, even for a moment, but you turned it down. And just now, you were with Mr. Sean! What's your relationship with him? Tell me, answer honestly, what hu—"

"Enough!" Asya said quickly, she looked at Alma intently. "Enough, I don't want to hear it anymore. So what? Me with Sean? Yes, he's just an ordinary guy, even though he's from a wealthy family. Mama, I don't like it when you're humble. It's possible, I'm a servant's daughter, but all humans want happiness in whatever form it takes!" press the girl in a trembling voice.

"And Sean … He … he just asked me. I just accepted it, that's all." Asya turned her face away in a low voice.

Alma silently stared at Asya. To be honest, her daughter's face was very beautiful. For the first time, Alma could see Asya's face polished with make-up, with a beautiful white dress attached to her body. Don't forget, when she dances with Sean, she looks like a princess and a prince is guiding love. Alma felt silent, between she was amazed and did not expect. But still, Alma's mind completely rejected the existence of Asya who was with Sean, as if it really offended him.

"So … your happiness with Sean? How long have you known him?" asked Alma.

Asya immediately glanced at Alma with wide eyes. "Happiness …?" Asya did not understand why Alma could conclude like that. The girl immediately turned away, then walked quickly to Alma's special room.

BRAK!

The girl closed the door loudly. Then go to the bathroom to wash your face. The girl turned on the tap, then washed her make-up face with water, honestly Asya wanted to cry right then and there.

Asya was annoyed with Alma who scolded her, then concluded something unilaterally. If Alma finds out that Asya is just idly accepting Sean's invitation, how will she react? On the other side, Asya also felt very bad for throwing words and sharp eyes at her mother. Asya is wrong, she knows this is wrong.

Finished washing her face, Asya then looked at her reflection in the mirror. Some of the make-up was quite difficult to remove, but she didn't care. Asya just thought what would happen in the future.

Good! Alma and Asya are now fighting, and in what ways can Asya repair her relationship with her mother? And the lie that she did with Sean earlier, claimed that he was Sean's girlfriend, then pretended to be intimate with the man, would that be a boomerang for him?

Don't let this become a mistake, and regret for Asya in the future. Yes, Asya hope this is not a mistake.

On the other side, Alma was still staring at the door to her room, the light was still on. She purposely didn't go in there for a few minutes, Alma waited for Asya to calm down. She didn't even care about the wound. She realized that she had gone too far in scolding Asya, after all, her daughter always had a reason for doing something.

After steadying himself, Alma entered. She saw Asya was sleeping on a single bad with a blanket covering her whole body up to her head. The girl was probably asleep, Alma thought. Alma was silent for a few seconds, then chose to turn off the light so Asya could sleep soundly.

"Good night, Asya. I'm sorry Mama for scolding you. That's all Mama did so that you didn't experience painful things like Mama used to," Alma muttered while stroking Asya's hair that was sticking out a little from the blanket. Next, she went to the bathroom to clean himself up. Meanwhile, Asya then opened her eyes, the girl was silent when she remembered Alma's words just now. She was crying silently.

"I'm sorry, Mama ...."

***

Sean walked in the middle of his yard. The man walked around, looking up at the night sky which only showed the moon without the twinkling stars. He put his hands in his pants pockets.

The cold night air made the man feel relaxed and comfortable. Sean then sat down in one of the chairs and sighed softly. The faint sound of the party was still audible. Sean didn't care about the party anymore.

Since the Alma incident that caused the commotion, Sean didn't think he needed to go to the party anymore. It was clear that Asya's reaction was to care for Alma, the girl was worried about her mother's condition. And earlier, when Sean was about to follow Asya into the maid's room, faintly heard an argument between Asya and Alma.

Sean could tell, the two of them had a fight for sure. But Sean didn't care. It was Asya's fault for accepting Sean's request on very easy terms. That's right, Sean shouldn't worry about that girl. Even if she wanted to fight with her mother, Sean shouldn't care.

The man turned to poke his jacket pocket, he took out a paper. The paper he got when he met Asya. It was because of this useless paper that Asya accepted Sean's wish. Sean stared at the writing in silence.

A poem with a very beautiful language style. That's why Sean picked it up.

"Sean." A girl's call made Sean immediately glance at the source of the voice, he immediately widened when he realized who the person who had just called him.

"Lathia...?" he asked. "Why are you here?" Sean's words were suddenly cold.

Lathia clenched her fists silently, her gaze sharp. "Good," said Lathia, Sean didn't really understand what she meant.

"What do you mean?" Sean asked without wanting to move closer to Lathia.

"That girl earlier, if she's your girlfriend, thank goodness I broke up with you. Unfaithful men like you I should stay away from. Useless bastard!"

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~To be continued~