Second Life
38. Chopping Again

Almost 15 minutes Neta persuaded Meta to open the door, but stubbornly Meta did not want to open the door, the various ways Neta from breaking the door, lock the spare until Neta uses the crowbar to open the door. Not succeeding, but failing instead.

“What is the door made of? wonder me, no one can also mempan tool that I use,” Gerutu Neta, who began to fatigue.

“That door is made especially miss, it is made of copper and in wooden plywood,” The waiter replied carefully.

“Buset dah, you had time to clear in a precarious state gini,” Celtap Neta but with a joking tone so that the atmosphere does not tighten.

“Truely what happened Meta, until you like this, Neta's inner” that does not have the heart with this friend.

Flashbacks

When meta came home from school to play in a park not far from his home, almost every day Meta visited and played alone in the park. Many of Meta's childhood memories are there with someone who was most meta longed for and most meta dear. But unfortunately their friendship was cut short when her little friend left and chose to be with her grandmother in England.

“I miss, when do you come home?” meta called someone from across there.

The man was with another woman in his office, who really pissed the woman off, all the time, wasting energy and exhausting enough to satisfy her boss's desires. “I'm also kangen,” replied the man.

“Emmmhhh,”

“What sound is it?” Ask meta who is starting to wonder. “Not a sound,” His reply continued to ask the woman to shuffle and worse women to the point of doing so. “But how come like a sighing voice anyway? You're not with another woman, are you?” Full inquiring.

“Do you think I'm such a man?” Raising his eyebrows, there was a slight annoyance every time Meta called for sure the question he was asking was always the same. “Not, I mean,”

Tut's.. Tut's... Tut's...

The man immediately disconnected the call, before Meta finished his speech. “Pak this pen is finished I fix,” said the assistant gave a pen that had previously continued to jam.

“Can't you fix my pen without that weird sound?” Ask the man to his assistant. “Sorry sir, what does sound mean?”

“Forget it, you better get back to work!!” The man replied in a cold tone, he turned his chair and looked at the metropolis with a grinning smile.

“Wait for me, we will definitely meet Neta,”

“How can I not make a sound while I have to shuffle the pen for 1 hour so that the ink is flat, even though the rich, the period can not afford the pen anyway,” said his assistant in an annoyed tone, why should he get a super duper boss is weird.

“Not finished yet, already turned off,” ngocheh Meta sneered his lips.

Meta sighed, the various problems and also the secrets he had hidden from Neta and viola, whether their friendship would continue to persist.

“Gosh it's dusk, I have to go home before the house person worries,” Meta slows down his steps and pats his eel. “Heh... What I expected, they don't even care if I've eaten anything yet, why do I wish for the uncertain. Meta, Meta.. don't be stupid,” His mutter laughs at himself, no one cares about him not even his parents.

Meta always spends his time if not in the park, or with Neta and viola, meta must be silent in the room. Meta is the only child of Sintia Amelia Rifana, from the Rifana family who is famous for her legal lawyer. While the father of Meta Alifin Yuan Surya from the Surya family of Chinese descent, famous for exterior design business.

They have lived together for a long time, not that they love each other or fall in love with each other. They even hate each other, since the presence of Meta their relationship is even more tenuous.

Sometimes meta think whether to present him is something wrong, and only satisfy the wishes of their family. So that there will be successors later, because they are both only children.

The Meta house.

Meta arrived at his parking lot. “Wah!! there is a car papi sama mami, What is this dream?” Meta pinched his cheeks and also patted his cheeks. “Sttt... Sick, means this is real!!” Meta smiled widely, saw the car his parents both came, meta was very happy, for this meta is a very rare happiness. Rarely do their parents get together at home, and they spend more time outdoors than at home.

Meta lips continue to curl. “Mami, Papi,” His constantly curving lips are now starting to fade, seeing the scene that is always the same, that is arguing and so on.

Meta clenched his hands together, there was a sense of tightness inside his chest. Meta banged his chest tight and tried to hold back the tears from falling.

“Quiet Meta, this is not the first time, this is often you see. Just ignore them,” Mumam Meta, all the servants are silent and do not dare to interfere in the household affairs of his employer, for them every time his employer comes home it will definitely be like this. And it was common to see such a scene, it was just that they felt sorry for the young miss.

“You want me to prepare food? Or do you shower first?” asked the butler, meta smiled and shook his head.

“Where have you meta, this hour just returned home?” Alifin asked to see her daughter had just returned home. What else is it now night.

“Not Lo business,” Meta said directly into the room he slammed the door very hard.

“See she even dared to answer harshly, what kind of mother are you?” alifin shouted with great anger, sick to hear the answer of his only child hating him.

“You asked me? Then how about you, what kind of father are you, even his son's birthday just don't know!!”

Sintia and Alifin blame each other. It was not that they stopped fighting, they instead blamed each other without thinking about the meta with his current condition.

“Hiks... Hix... Why did this have to happen to me? Why!” Meta gathered at the door of his room after he locked the room. Meta closed his ears so as not to hear the quarrel of his parents.

“Enough!!” yelled Meta in the room, Meta was fed up with all this, completely fed up. He must how to make the family relationship harmonious with his best friend's family loving and loving each other.

“Freely have wealth and power, if my life alone is not happy, have a family but unlike there is a family, they are busy with their own world. Reason for my future, but time for me is not there at all. I don't need any of that, I just need you, your time for me, with me. That's all I need, make what branded goods, luxury cars, treasures abound. But I you guys abandoned, I need your love and your love, that's all. Better to live a simple but happy life, than to live in luxury but unhappy, treasure is nothing to me but the wholeness of the family,”

Meta continued to cry as hard as he could, so that the tightness inside his chest came out. He needs someone for now. “Petra, I miss you,” meta said in his tears.

Hi!! I say hello again😁😁 sorry well the story is kind of how 🤭🤭 I realized really, so I began to busy myself to revise this novel again.😁😁 is just a little advice from this eps.

"Make you parents, we don't need abundant possessions, we just need your time with us, indeed you work for the future for your own children. but once in a while take time for the family, you use the services of caregivers to educate children, but the services of caregivers are different from your upbringing, your love in educating is a reflection of their future. as long as you have the best use of time before it's too late, before you regret it. Because regret always comes too late,"

Not smart ass well, 🙏🙏 happy reading and don't get bored, like and always comment 🤭🤭🤭