Duda But Perjaka
[Season 2] Last Request

1 month later...

Alexander transferred Gandhi and Chaca's treatment to a hospital in Malang City. In order to easily control the company also monitored the development of Gandhi and Chaca. Gandhi is very good now.

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Gandhi POV

"Of! When will you hug it?" chaca said still in my arms.

"Ah, sorry dear, so happy I don't want to let you go. I don't want to lose you" I took off my arms and flanked her cheeks.

My mother walked over to us. Still leaving the remains of tears in his eyes. I took a step back, giving way for Mama to approach Chaca.

Mama cried hugging Chaca, shedding all her regrets all this time. Gave a kiss to his head.

"Sorry Dear Mommy. Mommy please, from now on, stay with Mommy and Daddy. Mommy wants to make amends for all the mistakes. Go home, baby," please, Mama, to Chaca.

Chaca looked at me like she was asking for approval. I blinked both eyes, as a signal to confirm his request.

"But there's a condition" he looked at me.

"What Honey?" sahut Mama caressed Chaca's head.

"I want Om Gandhi to come with us too" he said innocently.

I was aghast at his words, making me rub a rough face out of nervousness. I almost choked on my own saliva.

'Then this child has no jaim-jaimnya.'

"Of course honey, Gandhi you also live with Mama Papa huh? 26 Years we lost time with you. Please, stay with Mama and Papa" said Mama turned to face me and touched my right cheek.

"I ....,"

I haven't been able to continue my words, Mama cried into my chest and hugged me tightly. I returned the favor, then took off our embrace. I wiped the tears on both cheeks.

"Heaven Gandhi is on Mama's feet, where could Gandhi possibly refuse Mama's request? Thank you for bringing Gandhi into this world" I kissed Mama's hands.

"Dong's death was a happy day. Why all the mellow?" chaca chuckles while laughing.

Now just focus on recovering Chaca's legs. Doctor said, a maximum of 6 months since the planting of the pen on his leg. Could be less than that.

"Honey, Mother go home first. Poor Santi must be hassles taking care of the sisters alone," said Mother stepped closer to me.

"Yes, Bun. Want Gandhi to take you?" tawar Gandhi's.

"No dear, Mother just take a taxi. Visit often. The door of the Mother's house is always open for you," Mother replied.

I grabbed Mother in my arms. A great woman who fights for orphans and abandoned. The greatness of Mother's heart, will someday ease the path to His heaven.

"Mother, Gandhi was very grateful to be cared for and raised by Mother. Millions of thanks will not be able to repay all the sweat Mother dripped for Gandhi. Gandhi loved Mother very much, "I let out my arms.

"Mother also love you Gandhi, the first son of Mother. Thank goodness now that you've reunited with your Papa Mama," he said, gently rubbing my back.

Mother let go of our embrace, turning to embrace Chaca who could not hold back her tears.

"Bundaaa," he cried in the arms of Mother.

"Thank you very much Mother taught me many things. Starting from good attitude, good manners, cooking, shopping and much more. Chaca loves Mommy, too" she continued.

Mother kissed Chaca's forehead and then said, "Mother loves you more. Don't be reckless anymore, dear," said Mommy poking Chaca's nose.

Then Mother rushed out, followed by Mama and papa.

"Darling, when do we get married?" my ask is to embrace his shoulder.

"Eumm .. wait for my legs to heal, Om, I don't want to marry in a wheelchair, I'll look pretty, '" Chaca looked up at me.

"You going home now?" ask me after Mama disappeared behind the door.

Chaca glanced at me. I don't know if there's a whisper from where my head is getting closer. Like being attracted by a magnet from his lips.

Until, both of our lips are fused. Chaca closed her eyes, as if allowing me to do so. After a few seconds, I felt the sweetness of my little girl's lips. I immediately pulled my head back for fear of platitude.

"Look," I cried holding Chaca. He still looks together, his cheeks are red.

"Aren't you wearing an Om chair?" chaca asked with both arms around my neck.

"No need, I'd rather be like this" I said walking out.

After a few minutes, we reached Papa's house. Bi Ratih has known everything because when the trip he said Mama called.

He was moved, not expecting that I was Mama and Papa's biological child. He had prepared a room for me, next to Chaca's.

Uuggh really understanding Bi. But we want it to be decrypted.

I lifted Chaca up and laid her on her bed. He sat down and looked around and took a deep breath.

"I left this room a long time ago" he said slowly.

"It will soon grow narrower in bed" I sat in front of him.

"Huh?" sahut surprised.

I laughed, then grabbed both cheeks giving a kiss on the forehead. I grilled my lips perched for a long time, just let go.

"It soon grew narrower because I was sleeping beside you. Also our children later," I rubbed his cheek with my thumb.

Chaca's face reddened, she curled her lips holding a smile until a while.

"Rest, baby, I'm gonna grab some clothes first and take a shower," my pump went to leave behind a quick lip kiss.

"Don't be long, Om, later I miss," he said stopping my steps.

"God! Here I pocket to follow everywhere," I chanted to make him laugh.

I waved my hand and walked away. Take some clothes at the house. At least stay at Papa's house for a long time. If I'm married later, it's more convenient to stay alone with Chaca. Let no one disturb you.

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I don't feel like two months have passed. I've done my job back. Papa asked me to resign and asked me to move to his office immediately.

I just realized that I used to work in my father's company. Maybe because the position is still under, never met directly with the owner of the company. Moreover, the management is under the auspices of Mr. Handoyo, who is now my superior.

He was once an employee of Papa, but one year later he built his own hotel. Just when I was fired, he offered me a manager at his hotel who happened to be vacant in that position. He said my performance was very good. And there, I met Andra. We hooked up while chatting, even though he was a little bit of a cleblos.

But we became close even very close. Especially when he was my assistant.

The ringing of the cell phone scattered my daydreams at the work desk. I'll grab it, Chaca. He used to make video calls while I was working. He said he missed.

Uh, Mother.

"Assalamu'alaikum Mother, how's it going? May you be healthy always yes" I said after sliding the green slide.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Gandhi, why haven't you visited Mommy for so long? You don't miss Mother anymore?" the grunts are upset on the other end of the phone.

"Oh my God, it's not like that. Gandhi was busy. A few months of unfocused, Gandhi's work piled up a lot of Bun," my dear.

"Mother doesn't want to know. Time is just money coming. The man never. On Friday Mother awaits your arrival with Chaca. The point! Can't argue," he yelled, turning off the phone.

I put down my HP, shook my head while smiling at Mother's child-like behavior.

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