"Madam Dewia did you know me before?" Zayn asked with an intense gaze and his position was slightly bent to see the woman in the car.
Meanwhile, Dewi, who had blinked eyes, reflexively laughed when she heard the ridiculous question had just heard and made her anger boil up even more.
Feeling that patience had run out, chose to immediately step on the gas pedal and leave the figure of the man who had fueled anger.
Not forgetting voice, which swore quite loudly, made her son, who had been busy staring at the balloon, squirm in shock and immediately burst into tears.
"Bastard! You bastard man!"
Moments later, Dewi immediately pulled over the car and felt very guilty towards her son. Reflexively she immediately unbuckled Rafa's seat belt and carried him to lap.
"Honey, I'm sorry." Hugging her son's tiny body tightly and caressing gently. Uncle was naughty. That's why Mommy is angry, honey. Mommy is not angry with Rafa."