Discarded After Childbirth
Chapter 32 - Mutual Clashes

Gea walked towards the garden beside the house. Gea was amazed until he unconsciously continued walking towards the park.

Without Gea knowing, apparently Mama Hani was there cleaning the weeds that disturbed her favorite plants. The middle-aged woman continued to observe Gea's behavior behind the shade of the plant.

"Well, that's beautiful! Lots of plants and flowers. It must belong to Gaza's mother. Pretty-beautiful all," praised Gea as she touched one of the flowers.

Mama Hani who heard the praise from Gea was pleased. Because at home, the two men always forbid gardening, he said dirty, lots of germs and many more bad words so he stopped gardening. But compared to Gaza, his papa Gaza forbids what he likes more. Gaza is now commonplace. In fact, sometimes Gaza even gave the seeds of flower plants to his mother or bought ornamental plants that had grown a few cm.

Because under the tree there was a chair, Ges sat there enjoying the air entering his skin pores. It feels comfortable, peaceful and calm. Gea could only hear the sound of the wind, the sound of vehicles without hearing the sound of people.

"When was the last time I felt this peaceful?" ask Gea to herself.

"For so long, my peace was just a falsehood to cover up all the wounds I had. I never even slept well because I kept thinking about how my son was doing. Was he treated well? Is the nutrition sufficient? Is he fussy? Does he miss me who only took care of him for 1 month?"

Gea took out all the grunts in his head and heart because the atmosphere was very supportive there. Gea even deliberately closed his eyes so that he was more immersed in the taste.

Because of his depth, Gea was not aware Mama Hani was sitting next to Gea. Mama Hani looked at Gea's face fixedly. He could see the many wounds that this young lady was hiding before him. Moreover, hearing a little bit of heart murmur earlier, he who had just heard a little could feel the heartache. However, Mama Hani did not want to disturb the calm of Gea, he was only there like a statue that pretended to be deaf and blind for a moment when Gea was issuing his heart again.

"Alwin, wait for Mama, son. Mama will fight for you. For us to be together. Mama is here in the same town as you. We'll meet soon."

Before long, Gea opened her eyes and turned to the side. He was surprised not to play when he saw Mama Hani next to him. He was clumsy, embarrassed and confused. He only hoped that his mother in Gaza would not hear anything he said.

"It must be heavy? Your aunt thinks it's great."

Gea swallowed his saliva. He realized, apparently his mother Gaza listened to what he poured out earlier. He cursed himself who even confided in any place. He could only shut his mouth.

"Tante doesn't know what kind of problem you're having. But Auntie sure, with the persistence and passion you have, surely what you are fighting for will be realized."

"Thank you Auntie" replied Gea.

Mama Hani nodded. Then he started another topic of conversation.

"Tante so remember, when Gaza was small first. The boy was always looking for attention from his mom and dad. But, because Auntie and Om are always busy working. Gaza is neglected. The boy was always angry and upset when he saw us coming home from work and not playing with him. At its peak, when we vacation to her grandmother's village, Gaza likes to be there because the grandmother always pays attention to her. To the extent that when we were going back to Jakarta, Gaza did not want to come and wanted to continue to be there with the grandmother. At first we thought it was all going to last for a while, but it turned out to last up to Gaza High School. If not forced by his father to take a lecture in Jakarta, maybe Gaza will choose to study in an area closer to his grandmother's village. At that time, the aunt felt sorry for always not being able to take the time to play with Gaza because it was too important for work. Until finally Aunty decided to become a housewife only when Gaza returned home. At that time, Auntie began to like plants and began gardening so big now. Seeing you are struggling to get your child back, Aunt became aware of her own mistakes that abandoned her own aunt for the sake of work. Even though everything had passed and now it was fine, still the guilt was still there. Moreover, Aunt never existed in her teenage years. Ah, why be a confiding aunt?"

Mama Hani smiled wryly.

"It's okay Auntie."

"Thank you also because you've been a living witness for Auntie's son. He was his friend there. Aunty never visited Gaza often, so never know anyone friends Gaza in her grandmother's village."

"Yes, same aunt. Gaza was also very good to Gea. In fact, you could say he was the only closest friend Gea had. Always there when Gea needs to. Even when Gea was married and never contacted her at all. When Gea contacted him again, Gaza still welcomed Gea well. Aunt is a good person too. Gaza must be proud to have a mother like Auntie."

Somehow Gea's words even sounded so moving that Mama Hani shed her tears. He knew why his son liked this woman.

Gea is an honest, kind person and a hard worker. He has sincerity in his heart. Without having to be selected, Mama Hani liked Gea at their initial meeting. Made even more fond of the personality of Gea that he sees today.

"If you want a story or need help, say it's the same aunt. Aunt will be there for you."

"Thank you Auntie. Aunty and Gaza are equally good. Is it possible that the good attitude of Gaza is derived from Aunty?"

Mama Hani just smiled hearing that. Even the words that came out of Gea's mouth felt so soothing to her heart.

"Why don't you rest? Isn't the trip from Malang to Jakarta quite far and takes a long time?" ask Mama Hani.

"Gea's been mostly sleeping on Aunt's road. After bathing earlier, Gea's body felt like it was fit again. That's why Gea walks here. I know there's aunty, too."

"But still, sleeping in the car is different, will still ache."

"It's a aunt, but it's okay."

Mama Hani didn't respond to him anymore. The two women looked at each other straight ahead while enjoying the atmosphere. Sometimes the little chatter keeps coming back to a standstill again and just keeps going like that.

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