Emily, The Mute Girl
I'll Stay Injured

"Auntie.. What am I supposed to do? He'll dump me. Say, Aunt. What am I supposed to do?" clarissa asked in despair. He even repeated his question.

All this time, unbeknownst to people, Tantenya is always helping him secretly. Even the idea of conceiving Jeremy's child came from him. Della hugged her crying niece, and rubbed her back gently.

"That's never gonna happen. Auntie's here to support you. So, you don't have to worry about stuff like that" Della said.

Hearing that, Clarissa's crying voice came to a halt. He let go of his embrace and looked up at his Tantenya.

"really? Aunty will protect me?" tanyanya. Della nodded.

"Yes, Aunty will always be by your side, supporting you." she replied as she wiped the tears on Clarissa's face.

"So, stop crying and don't be sad anymore. Stop also thinking about things like this, you just have to think about your content. After all, you not only have me, but you have a son with Jeremy. So, stop worrying" said Della.

"But what if the mute woman also conceived and gave birth to a child later?" clarissa asked worriedly after being silent for a while.

"Just calm down, it's not going to happen. I promise you." said Della sure.

The atmosphere became quiet later, until Clarissa finally cried again. He squeezed his Tantal dress firmly, along with the deep pain in his heart.

"Auntie... Aunty still can not defend the heart of the man for me." he said lirih.

Hearing that, Della could not say anything more. Because he knew what Clarissa said was the truth. How could he keep Jeremy's heart to his nephew while he knew clearly, from the beginning the man's heart was not to Clarissa. So, that day, Della could only accompany Clarissa until she was satisfied crying and finally fell asleep because she was tired. Even in her sleep Clarissa was not at all calm. Della then asks the other servants for help to move Clarissa to the bed, then asks them to tidy up the messy room very carefully so as not to disturb Clarissa's sleep.

Della sighed, remembering Emily's face. Although he never met her, news of Emily and Jeremy often graced the newspapers. Especially when the woman died, many people were crying and did not stop talking about her kindness. But who would have thought that it was all just pretend?

The mute woman faked her death to smooth the way her husband became the number one man in the country, and now, after all this time, he returned to take over the position of his nephew who had sacrificed so much for the president. Does that woman think she'll just shut up?

*****

Meanwhile, the person Della was thinking about, had currently entered the gates of the capital. Through the car window, he saw that there had been many changes since the last time he saw this city. Emily sighed heavily, once again returning to this city.

While Ferry seemed very happy with what he saw, because the first time he came to the capital. He looked at the city in awe, but when he saw his adoptive mother who looked lethargic, he did not dare to show his pleasure. Ferry still doesn't really understand what's going on. He always wanted to ask his mother about the president, but he realized he had no right to ask that. Every time he mentioned the president's name, his mother always looked unhappy. So he never asked anything related to the president again.

But, at this time they were not one car with the president, therefore Ferry ventured to ask, he said,

"Didn't you want to go to this place?"

Emily looked at him. He knew this kid was holding a lot of questions in his head. Emily sighed again, staring at the crowd of the capital, before looking back at Ferry who was still waiting for his answer.

"Why?" ask Ferry hesitantly.

'For the mother will only be a source of suffering for others, and the mother does not want to be like that.' Emily's cue.

Emily knows clearly, Clarissa loves Jeremy very much. The woman's heart and feelings will surely be broken to pieces when she sees the man she loves along with other women. At that time, he could convince Clarissa not to worry about his existence because she would soon leave through her fake death. Now what should he do to calm Clarissa's heart when Jeremy himself won't let her go?

*****

A servant hurriedly walked towards Clarissa's room. When he saw the tightly shut door, he hesitated to knock on it. But the president's wife has ordered him to report whatever happened. So, he ventured to knock on the door and when a voice sounded permitting from within, then the guard who was standing guard opened the door for him.

Della was sitting by the bed, while Clarissa herself was still lying on her bed. Since receiving news that the President has found his ex-wife, Clarissa's health condition has declined. Even everyone there was afraid of the possibility that she could miscarry.

Della squinted her eyes at the waiter. Didn't you know that Clarissa needs rest and should not listen to anything that can add to the burden of her mind?

"Whatever you want to say, just say it later. You can leave now" said Della then continued her activities of feeding Clarissa the porridge.

"Eating again, you've been eating too little lately" Della told Clarissa.

However, Clarissa did not want to eat anymore. Everything was bitter on his tongue. In addition, he also wanted to know what the servant wanted to convey. So he pushed his Tanten hand slowly and asked the servant,

"What's wrong? What do you want to say?"

Della was not happy to hear that. He stared intently at the servant, making the servant uncomfortable and could only bow his head. Seeing the attitude of his servant, Clarissa asked again,

"Have the President returned?"

The waiter nodded slowly. Looking at her, Clarissa's face brightened and she smiled faintly. He rushes down from his bed, but is restrained by Della who catches his wrist.

"What did Auntie do? Untie me. I have to go see him." said Clarissa.

"Why did you meet him? It will only make your heart hurt more. It's better not to leave" Della said.

Clarissa knew what Tante was thinking. So he said,

"Go or don't go, my heart will still hurt. But I'd regret it if I didn't welcome him when he came home. After all, I am his wife, a First Lady. How could I not welcome him when he returns?"