
Mas Raka's mouth, why now can not be maintained, he is so easy to say something that makes someone's heart disappointed.
In the past, Mas Raka was a person who was good at keeping his words, hurt me never. But, since marrying that alot woman, he became a man of temperament.
Thumped and slapped me, without feeling. Is that how much he loves the figure of a woman who starts to age like Ajeng?
Farhan ran outside the hospital, making me try to chase after my first child" Farhan, son."
Mr. Galih's hand, now grabbing my hand, stopped my footsteps, making me look at him.
"Anna, let me go after Farhan, you keep Radit here and Lulu."
"But, Sir?"
"Here, believe me!"
I just fell silent, when my heart felt a sense of unease, saw my first child crying, disappointed after knowing that he was not Mas Raka's biological child.
Though my plan was to tell Farhan when he was an adult, so that he could accept without disappointment.
Now then? Mas Raka turned the wound on Farhan's heart, telling Farhan when his anger got out of hand.
"May Pak Galih be able to persuade Farhan."
Radit with his pale face turned towards my face." Mamah, if for example Kak Farhan is not the son of mamah and papah. Then whose son is Farhan?"
Both eyes are wet because tears come out continuously, making this hand rub softly jidat my second child.
"Radit, your brother is still the son of mamah and papah. So you don't ask me who Farhan's parents are."
I tried to give Radit understanding, so that he did not discuss who his two parents really are.
After all, Farhan is still my son. Even though she wasn't born from my womb.
"Sorry Radit yes, mah."
With a big smile on Radit's face, I kissed him on the forehead." Radit is not wrong, only now we have to keep our words from hurting your brother, yes. Radite."
Radit nodded his head, a sign of understanding the words I said to him.
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Half an hour waiting, finally Mr. Galih came with Farhan, seen the boy smiled at me, he ran and hugged this body.
Crying with a sobbing sound, making me unable to hold back tears. I spilled this moment also in front of Farhan, hugging his body tightly.
"Farhan, son."
"Moment."
Now I let go of Farhan's hand which hugged my body, bending it to be parallel to his face. Holding her cheek that was already wet with tears.
"Farhan, forgive mama, yes. Nak. Mom didn't mean to keep this lie. Mamah intends to tell you when mama already knows your parents."
"Farhan, don't need both of Farhan's parents, which Farhan needs now mamah."
My son's reply, with his tears sobbing.
I hugged her body tightly, my heart felt calm after hearing Farhan's words.
"Yes, son."
Applause sounded again, Ajeng came to me with a blue map.
He smiled as he looked at me and Farhan hugged." Too much drama."
Let go of Farhan's embrace and ask, "what's the matter you came here for? Wasn't it enough that I kicked you out and Mas Raka out through the security guard!"
"Compense."
Ajeng now thrust out the blue-colored map that was in his hands to me.
"It."
"What's this?"
"Mm, take a look. Maybe after you see this your heart will calm down!"
I began to take the blue Map from Ajeng's hand, slowly I'd nail the Map.
"This is the Map of the divorce lawsuit I gave yesterday to Mas Raka."
"Yes, right. There Mas Raka has signed the divorce papers, just come to court tomorrow. Didn't you?"
My heart is happy if all goes well, soon I am free from the entanglement of Mas Raka.
"Oh yeah. For custody, Mas Raka wishes she won custody of her son. But with me, I hope you win the custody of your children, because it is lazy to take care of your two children who are naughty," said Ajeng, so relaxed.
"It is good that you say that" I said to Ajeng.
Maybe now Ajeng is happy to live with Mas Raka with his self who is struggling with treasure. But if one day his property runs out, I can't believe that Mas Raka and mom can survive.
Hah, stop. I don't want to think about them, the most important thing is that I focus on myself and the kids.
"Oh, yeah. Anna's. For you, don't be too smart. I'm not on your side, I just want to throw out the woman who bullies my household" Ajeng said.
What does this woman of Alot in front of me mean, instead of her ruining my household. He's the one who made Mas Raka change?
I can't think with this old actor, it can be as if he is being persecuted.
If I serve him, maybe the debate won't end. Just wasting time.
"Yes it's all done.I'm going home from here, disgusted to see an unkempt little lady like you. Oh yes Anna, if you become a widow, you will not do good."
In this situation, Alot Woman in front of me, still had time to insult and berate my physical now.
Try to be quiet and calm.
"Oh, yeah. I hope that if you've escaped from Mas Raka, you've changed your seedy appearance, because ....."
Not yet the conversation alot woman said everything.I immediately replied softly.
"Oh Iya Ajeng, I hope that after I escape from Mas Raka, your face still looks like this. Easy easy your face does not age quickly huh. You're afraid of growing older you're getting peot, Alot and the smell of earth."
Ajeng seemed to be angry with my words, he almost slapped a slap in my face, to the point where, I tried to stop the hand that was about to float on the left cheek.
Ajeng's hand I now hold, to where I speak near his face." You can see the difference between my hands and yours. Beda. Wrinkled and still fresh, just change your face that oplos but not with your hands this."
Ajeng tried to release his hand from the clutches of mine.
"you see, your strength is almost weakened, so I suggest you get plenty of rest. Because you're almost nearing your old age, aka being a grandmother."
Ajeng pointed his finger at my face and said, "you see later, after you divorce Mas Raka, who will be happy?"
"Well, this lady fuckin' nantangin me huh!"
"Yes, why?"
"It's okay, I'm just happy with your peot guts!"
"Daddy, Anna. Can't you just get that peot word out of your mouth?"