Fake Love's
Happy Dinner

Mr. Wijaya felt ashamed of himself by his words. Can't answer his daughter's question, Kartika. Mr. Wijaya chose to go to his study with his face slightly bent, while waiting for Mbok Yem to prepare food.

Kartika chuckled to see her pouting Papa leave them. The girl then pushed the wheelchair occupied by Oma Ratih to the side of the house. The place where the swimming pool is located. The swimming pool changes color every thirty minutes. There are seven colors that will be displayed at each turn of the time.

The middle-aged woman asked to be brought there. Because the atmosphere is so comfortable with the sound of water that calms the soul and the feeling of being there. It was there that made Oma Ratih feel at home, seeing her daughter's dream pool clearly displayed before her.

Mama Galen designed the place.

Swimming pool with lights in the pool. If the night lights will light up giving a colored light that bounces off from inside the pool providing beautiful color lighting.

Mr. Wijaya deliberately never changed the design of his house from the past until now. Although for twenty-seven years he returned to the household with Mrs Mariska, but the woman who had become his second wife was not given the right to remodel the decoration of the luxurious residence.

"Papa's love for Mama Indira is huge, yes Oma! until Papa never want to change this place at all," said Kartika when stopping a wheelchair right on the side of the pool.

Kartika knows everything. After learning of his mother's evil deeds to his father's first wife. Kartika asks Mbok Yen to tell him everything. Slowly of course. There is regret in Kartika has been born from a woman who has an evil attitude like her biological mother.

"If I were born from the same womb as Galen. It feels sure to be loved by Papa too." said Kartika, the girl looked straight with a blank look.

No matter how upset she feels about her biological mother, Mrs Mariska. But Kartika is still a soft-hearted girl. Longing and expecting a whole family still remained in his heart. She hopes her mother changes and can come back with her Papa. Although it is not easy, it is not even possible.

"Even though you were not born of the same womb, you grew from the same seed. Wijaya also loves you as her one-time daughter, son! Learn to understand your Father's heart. He was too difficult to express his affection. But Oma is sure, you are the most precious treasure for her life. You can see, how Papa Wijaya treated your first brother who was not of any descent at all!" Oma Ratih paused her speech, wanting to see the Kartika reaction.

Kartika thought and nodded in agreement. "Yes, Oma. Papa does not distinguish his affection for Us at all." he said the lyrics while bowed regretting his words earlier.

"Don't regret what happened! if you know a lot about your mother, never judge her. Bring him back to goodness. Help her be a good woman and mother to her children. But maybe not with your Papa, anymore! it'll be hard for Wijaya to get back with your Mama."

"Oma not vengeful with Mama?" asked Kartika while sitting on the edge of the long chair not far from their position.

"Hate ever existed, because your mother, Oma's only daughter, did not. Oma very much expressed her behavior.

For the good of Oma's daughter she avenged her betrayal by seizing her husband from her own master." Oma Ratih's eyes look teary when speaking. "His closeness to Zaki was used as a tool to slander my daughter, until she had to be depressed during her big pregnancy." Oma Ratih said sadly. It makes Kartika feel guilty.

"I'm sorry, Mama, Oma ...." Kartika touched the hand of Oma Ratih and held it tightly. "He's been so evil. It feels like Kartika is ashamed to have such a Mama!"

Oma Ratih turned to look at Kartika. "All has passed, boy! Oma explained what happened. There's Thank you Oma too for your Mama!" Oma Ratih looked back at the expanse of pool water in front of him. "He's been helping Galen care all this time" he said later.

"But he-" his speech was cut off because Oma Ratih spoke again.

"Pardon him, as Oma has forgiven him. Thanks to him you can feel being here, familiar with Oma. Having Papa and your two sisters who love you." Oma Ratih interrupts Kartika's speech.

"You're here!" Galen and Aline walk over to Oma Ratih and Kartika.

"Oma it's good to be here! calm, comfortable, the heart of the oma feels peaceful," said Oma Ratih as he turned to Galen with a smile.

Galen smiled happily. He knew Oma Ratih was very happy to be in this house. Because this house is the dream of his dead daughter.

Aline joined in sitting on a long chair that can be used as a place to sunbathe the body during the day, listening to what her husband said to Oma Ratih.

"Home ... Previously Galen apologized, if Galen's decision will make Oma disappointed," Galen said while crouching in front of Oma Ratih.

"You mean, what, son?" oma Ratih's face looked confused.

"Galen has already made the decision to stay here, not in Oma's house! maybe I've never felt Mama's presence before, but here... I can tell every corner of this house is Mama's dream, right?" Oma Ratih nodded in agreement. " Don't mind?" ask Galen.

"Kartika will soon leave to continue her studies. Oma better come with us stay here. There I will accompany Oma later." Aline.

Galen and Aline deliberated together, making a decision while in the room earlier.

"As far as you are, just. What is certain is that Oma just wants to spend the rest of Oma's life with you. Oma doesn't want to stay home there, alone!" oma Ratih is not alone.

Galen, Aline and Kartika were relieved to hear it.

The plan after going on vacation with Aline was revealed. Galen had decided to stay at the Vijaya residence. Because I think there are many memories of my mother there. Sometimes they would stay at Oma Ratih's house, and the middle-aged woman did not bother about it.

Bara, after the ugliness of his mother was exposed. Rarely did he return to Mr. Wijaya's house. After receiving one company that became the beginning of success in the business, Bara managed to buy the house he currently occupies. Maybe not so luxurious as the residence of Wijaya but he bought the house from the results of his own hard work, although it can not be lied to all thanks to the help of Papa continued, Mr. Wijaya.

From the balcony. The elderly man who still looks handsome and handsome was paying attention to the excitement of the chatter of children and former in-laws. The mother-in-law whom he had considered to be his own parents.

"Look, Indira! Your son and mother look happy. If only you were still there. You will surely be happy to see it." muttered Mr. Wijaya sadly.

Mr. Wijaya was sitting in a chair santain which was on the balcony of his room. flamethrower he lit so that a cigarette he could smoke.

Fill the void by lighting a cigarette and sucking it slowly and then throw the smoke puff as if the burden of the mind came crashing with it.

Lately he felt an uncomfortable feeling, uneasy no matter what happened to him.

tok tok tok tok

The knock on the door of the room made him turn to the source of the sound.

Soon Mr. Wijaya stood up, moving from his most comfortable place. A cigarette that he did not burn, immediately turned it off. He did that just to eliminate saturation.

"What's up, Mbok?" asked Mr. Wijaya after the door of the room was opened by him.

"Sorry ... I'm interfering! Dinner is ready.The others have been waiting for you in the dining room," said Mbok Yem politely and then sat respectfully.

"Yes, I'll be right down!" said Mr. Wijaya softly and politely to the middle-aged woman who has devoted her life for decades with him.

Mbok Yem retreated slowly and turned around to leave in front of Mr. Wijaya.

"Mbok Yem ...!" mr. Wijaya's call made the middle-aged woman step aside, she went back to face her master.

"I, Master!" the reply returned.

"Don't get too tired of working, let the others do it! just keep an eye on it and direct the other workers. It's time for you to take a break at work, Mbok Yem!" Tuan Wijaya said he did not feel the heart of Mbok Yem.

At his old age he should just rest, gather with his grandchildren who have been waiting for him at home.

"After Kartika went to America. You can stop working. I know you're hard to leave Kartika. But he has to learn independently." said Mr. Wijaya.

"I understand Sir. But let me keep working, I'll resign if I'm tired. Honestly, I was hard to leave Kartika, she was considered like my own granddaughter. Because I took care of her from the baby!" mbok Yem said with a sad face.

"Allah ... I just reminded you not to be too tired. Get the other waiter to do the job you think is hard. I don't want to see Kartika sad because you're sick!"

"Yes, Sir. I understand! Thank you for your kindness to me and my family." Mbok Yem again looked down respectfully and then turned to leave Mr. Wijaya who was ready to gather with the others in the dining room.

Tonight is the night of togetherness of Aline and the Vijaya family, without coal.

They enjoyed dinner with pleasure. Because after this Galen and Alone kaan left for Maluku. Go to a vacation spot gifted by a half-brother from Galen.

Sometimes there are jokes that Galen throws. Tonight Mr. Wijaya was so happy, seeing Kartika smile with Aline. New members of the Wijaya family.

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