Don't (Blame) Love
SESION 2 PART 81

As soon as he got out of the car the two young couples gathered in the front yard under a shady tree. Play with Axel.

Quen who used to be cheerful if playing with small children including Axel who is already close this time he also seems more silent and moody.

Alex, aware of this, approached his wife, hugged her from behind and inserted her face between her neck and Quen's branch.

"Why?" ask the man.

"There's nothing, you get me" Quen said, turning his body around against Alex.

Quen furrowed his brows, "Papa two? What's the?"

"Sister Al, I see that your closeness is not like a pair of brothers and sisters, but a son and a father" Alex said with a laugh.

"Law, right? He only has one sister, I. And I only have one older brother, all right again," jawan Quen, spoiled and banging his head against Alex's chest.

While not far from where they were, Aditya seemed to stand observing the two.

"You see they both love each other, if it's true you can't get away from him or me, no matter if you have to be in honey, Dit. But, the problem is that my sister is so sincere in love with him, and twice has lost him, it's okay I'm sick, but not with my sister, you remember that.

Aditya turned his head towards Novi, holding his palm placed on his shoulder. The man's view seemed frustrated. Either lost where the face and gaze full of the authority of the doctor and lecturer Aditya Mahendra it. He looks a lot more like a depressed loser.

"If one day Alex gets bored and leaves Quen alone, how about it?" in Aditnya's heart to curse himself, he was completely insane with that question to his wife Novita. It's fine, but don't get out, like let it explode in the stomach but, not in the stomach.

Novita looked surprised and downcast, "If that's what you want, no problem, as long as there is no coercion from any side and one more, no problem, you must remain fair in sharing your love and time for us." At that instant, the aor of the woman's eyes dripped. The clear circles escaped from the net to profuse.

Still weak, Aditya rubbed his wife's tears, then hugged her tightly, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be, maybe I spent too long with her."

Novita was unable to say anything, his neck felt like it was suffocating. While her tears flowed incessantly.

'I know and understand, someone who is present when we are in a state of falling does give the impression of strong and unforgettable. Moreover, the three years you spent together, it was not short. You guys were almost married when it was just one step away, I was the fool, Dit. I'm the one who can't control myself. I'm sorry, it's my fault, ' Novi's inner self continues to allocate him.

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Clara receives a video call from her son who is now in Japan.

"You've arrived, son?" ask the woman.

"Yes, Ma. It's got twenty minutes. After that there will be a meeting with the client," replied Al who looked while glancing at the circular watch on his left wrist. Then, back to the shady eyes I looked towards the monitor.

"Darling, have you called your wife?" ask Clara seriously.

Al hush. His facial expression changed. That instant too. He no longer dared to look into those eyes. Slightly turned away and said, "What should I talk about if I call her, Ma?"

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this time, yes if Al again Vc same mama Clara. full of love stare😍😍

"Darling, horrified mom, son? You are her husband is obliged to protect and provide, living there are two types, born and inner. If you always let him and don't assume his whereabouts, is he happy? Is his inner life fulfilled? Don't you know marahan without banging the same it can't be more than three days and three nights baby. You, as the head of the family, have to learn to be more emotionally controlling and forgiving, huh? Don't so. Be a good captain" explained Mama Clara gently and patiently.

Al just silently remained silent, looked at the woman for a moment then nodded. "Thank you, Mama."

"Well, what are you waiting for, you call in and call Nayla, okay?"

"Yes, Ma. Oh yeah!"

Al also took a video call with Mama Clara and rubbed her face rough.

'Aaaarrrgh!" frustration shouts. Al sat on one of the benches and grabbed his own hair rough with both hands.

"Why do I always lose to you, I can't say no to you?" Al smirked small. "My fault can never find a figure like you, why are we brought together as a child and a mother, Ra?"

A hand held his right shoulder, then the figure sat next to him. "You, when will this continue, Al? Suffice it to have her as a mother" Vico scolded. Friend from his High School first. The one who knows the most and believes the most of course.

"So, you married Nayla in addition to pity and want to protect her first do you hope to find the figure of the loving Clara in her?"

"Yes, but he's hostile to Quen. It makes no sense, Vic is jealous of him" said Al annoyed.

"Yes, tomorrow talk to him from heart to heart, tell him why you should be jealous with sister-in-law, now obey your mother Clara's advice first, call him and ask him how he is!"Vico Exclamation.

Al heaved a heavy sigh at his cellphone and made a voice call, he also took a glance at his watch, there was still about eight minutes.

"Hello, Mas Al. You're in amana? Are you all right?" a voice from a woman on the other side, as soon as the call lifted.

"Well, I'm already in Japan" replied the man briefly.

"When are you back, Mom?" asked the woman again, it seemed that longing and happiness were mixed into one, and Al's eagerness to meet could feel from how he had received his call. But, Al still felt uncomfortable, unable to make peace with the voice of his woman who was in the country.

"Nay, I have miting, it's a long time ago, huh?" without waiting for an answer from Nayla, Al just turned off his phone. And rushed to the meeting room. In fact, miting is still less than five minutes away.

Sir, seriously? what is the focus of work mama mama thinks beautiful?😅

"Tumben Pak Al had entered the room five minutes before the meeting began, maybe for today he was over time" whispered a female staff member on the staff next to him. Then, they both giggled.

While Nayla who was starting to be happy Al had contacted him, back to the look of his face moody. Seemed disappointed, she just wanted to tell her husband a lot of things, but, without feeling Al turned off her call which only lasted about two mintan only. Meeting reasons.

'If it is meeting time, why call, you mas? You are like this, just making me sick" Nayla murmured in her heart.

Clara who had just come out of Vivian's kamae found Nayla standing lethargic and bowed. His hand held his phone in front of his chest. It was obvious that her daughter-in-law's face was very sad.

"Nay, where's Bilqis?" greet Clara as she walks closer.

"She was taken to the streets of Andreas' grandfather, Ma. Why?" the woman hurriedly looked up. Showing her fake smile to Clara.

"Oh, please make mama green tea with half a teaspoon of sugar, mama wait on the back porch, yes dear," said Clara while carrying the daily magazine to the back.

Nayla sighed in annoyance as she eyed the cynical look of Lyli in the kitchen. From the beginning, she felt that the girl did not like her. Indeed, what is his fault exactly? They did not know each other before. Even since that incident, when Al joked to him and Hani for marriage, he was getting more and more amused.

Nayla tries to be indifferent, continuing to focus on the task of her mother-in-law.

Five minutes later a cup of hot green tea was served, with pleasure he took it to the back porch to give it to Clara.

"This is the tea, Ma." said Nayla as she placed it on the table.

"Thank you, aren't you busy today?"

"What do you think Nayla has besides helping my mom in this house?" replied the woman still with her fake smile.

"Alright, sit here, accompany me." Clara put down her magazine and looked towards Nayla.

"You guys still fighting? What's your problem exactly? I'm sorry I didn't want to interfere with your household affairs. But, here mama is an old man, right to see that you do not continue like this. Oarang housekeeping is built because of love and love, then, why just walk a few years just have to be quiet and do not consider each other? Must keep getting along."

Nayla bowed listening to mama Claran's penance which she said was true. Even from every word on his sentence there was not a single one who seemed to blame him let alone corner him.

"Maybe this time it's Nay who's outrageous, Ma. Al has always faced the same problems and he gave up. Nay doesn't blame her for this. He had also contacted Nayla for a while."

"Tomorrow, if Al comes home trying to approach him, invite him to chat in the room so that your privacy is maintained. Mama knows, you don't want the core of your problems to be known to anyone. But, without you telling me, you can't accept the other party's solution, right?"

In his heart Nayla confirmed, but, indeed, he could not possibly tell this to Clara. Because, the dispute occurred because Quen, and the girl is the biological daughter of this house family, unlike her husband. Just a foster kid. Even in this house alone she was treated like a child by Clara alone was already so good. He does not want to make trouble and make the problem wider. Although her heart still hurts to see Quen with her husband even though she is married.

Clara looked at Nayla's face. He could judge that the girl was considering his words. Want to tell stories, but think about the impact.

"You know a handful of salt, Nay?" ask Clara.

"Yes, why, Ma?"

"How does the salt taste of the water in this glass if given a handful of salt, it must be salty, right? Even bitter."

Nayla laughed a little. Thought her in-laws were funny to comfort her, "Yes of course, donk!"

"But, if poured on well water, the salt will not have any effect on the water. The water will stay fresh and fresh, you know why?"

"Yes, because the volume of water in the well and in the glass is much more, Ma. And Pastu is very wide if all the water in the well is spilled." replied Nayla with a face that began to glow.

"The well and the glass are like the heart, and our attitude, while a handful of salt is a problem, all problems are essentially the same measure, he said, it's just how much our hearts respond to the problem until we feel it's heavy and then we are depressed and angry at the couple who became the impingement. Yes it may be tasty and relieved after anger, but what effect and impact? The relationship that was originally built with love is no longer harmonious. Who originally promised to fill each other's shortcomings so they hurt each other."

"Yes, right, Mama said. Nay's heart is still a glass, but, Nay keeps trying to fix everything, Ma. But why can't it?" answer Nayla.

"Can't, not yet. Same with this tea, why do you ask for a little sugar? Not to be sweet."

Clara grabbed a cup of tea that might have been warm and even started to cool down. In the tea. Then, suddenly his eyes opened wide like people were shocked.

"But, you seem to be getting late in your problems, so the taste of this tea is tasteless, you forget to put sugar in it, Nay" said Clara, laughing.

"Huh? Is it Ma?" Nayla surprised. He reflexively grabbed the cup from his in-laws and tasted it. And sure enough the fresh radanya even a little bit bitter, because the tea is very thick.

"Eh, yes Ma. Sorry Nay, ma?" nayla said full of pride and guilt.

"Hahaha, that's why the problem don't be too heavy-minded, just go for it, honey. It's okay, drinking is not a problem. Even free of deabets," Clara answered and then spent the tea made by her son-in-law who did not fit the riques.

Since then, Nayla has been quiet and thoughtful. His days he used to digest well the advice given by his mother-in-law, Clara.

"Hey, Nay. Look at! How lucky you are, to have a good husband, handsome and well established, then in-laws who are also no less kind and loving. Do you not remember how it was with your former husband, Bilqis' father, though you were right to be blamed, and it is good that they could accept Bilqis as their own children and grandchildren." nayla said alone as she stood on the bacon.

But, this time Nayla was very careless, she talked alone without seeing the situation, until there was a soerang who heard his words and wanted to chimed in his words.

"You can be proud that your child is well received, but, don't you think that Quen will also have children? obviously they love Quen's son more."

Nayla was surprised to hear the voice then looked back to confirm the owner of the voice.