
Mama Difa's hand that just wanted to be stretched out hugged Gana's neck, then staggered down with a heavy sigh. This old lady is back. She turned towards her husband who was also looking at Gana with a look of disbelief.
"You forgot who we are? Don't know your parents, Gana?" said Papa with great fusillade eyes. Gana looked confusedly at her parents. The surface of the skin of the Artanegara family, immediately brushed. They were afraid that the grizzled man who was now looking for Gana would definitely groan to Ammar.
"Where! No kidding!" Papa Galih came back.
Gana just looked at Papa and Mama alternately with grimacing, scared and speechless faces. "My parents?" reiterate Gana slowly, while thinking.
Oh, God. Dark is the world of Ammar. The heart of the man seemed to want to disappear.
Ammar. Run out!
"Bang ... What's going on here, Bang? N-not-not-nothing, brother said that our parents are gone?" ask Gana stammering.
DARRS.
Papa Galih's eyeballs, Mama Difa and Gifali are perfect buys. Like wanting to fall out and get scattered.
"Astagfirullahalladzim, Ammar. How are you like this, son?" mama Difa asked with tears. He looked at his daughter-in-law with a sick, sore and disappointed look.
The one being stared at, giving a sad look could not speak. It was as if Ammar's tongue was tied with a rope.
"Your path is Ammar! Our parents are still alive, you say you're dead?" now Gifali who met with a high tone. He denounced the actions of his sister-in-law who were beyond reason.
"Dad!" maura involuntarily exclaimed loudly to her husband. As if he did not accept that his brother was in trouble, even though Ammar was guilty.
Gifali squinted an annoyed eye at Maura. "How dare you yell at your husband!"
Maura immediately folded her lips deeply. He's silent.
"Bang ..." call Gana in a tone of fear. His fear arose, when he saw the atmosphere in this house was hot, making him cry in horror. "Jawab, Bang. This isn't all right, is it? You're not lying to Adek, are you?" Gana again confirmed, he forced Ammar to speak.
Clear water dripped from Ammar's eyeballs still glaring, his wife without a blink at all. Hot, cold, and spooky, interlocked into one another. Mama and Papa hold Ammar's hand to give his son strength, while protecting him.
Ammar just wanted to answer. But Papa Galih yelled again, making all the chests tremble.
"ANSWER, AMMAR!" the grizzled man stared at his daughter-in-law. His jaw tightened, like a wild crocodile that wanted to devour human flesh. Very disappointed in this guy.
Why did Ammar continue to torture him in his wounds?
"Mas!" Papa Bilmar exclaimed, as if defending the child.
"Shut up, Bilmar!" Papa Galih stared at the iron. Disappointment and anger shut down his senses.
"Our children shouldn't get married!
Should have been, we didn't have to meet at the resort!
We should never have been told! YOUR BOY!" Papa Galih pointed at Ammar with a wet face.
"It destroyed my family! Felt our good name! And now look!" Papa looked towards Gana.
"LOOK!! My son is considered dead by many! And after returning, he doesn't remember us! Then, what defense do you want to give your son, Bilmar!" green muscles poking at Papa Galih's temple.
DEG.
It hurts to hear Papa Galih. All forms of disappointment he throws without pause. Naturally, which parent would accept getting a child in such a miserable state.
Gana who has always been fashionable, now turned into an ordinary woman in simplicity. Hidden in the jungle without the family warmth that is his right in life.
Again, which parent will accept it? Surely there isn't.
Seeing the tears Papa Galih cultivates, Papa Bilmar also let clear water. He also denounced this act of Ammar. But how else, the Suratan destiny of the child is indeed the way like that.
"I'm sorry Ammar, Pah." Ammar took off his Mom and Dad's hand. Then inched to prostrate at the feet of his father-in-law. To be forgiven.
Papa Galih pulled Ammar to his feet.
And.
BUGS!
Papa landed a hot blow from his fist on Ammar twice. The staggered Ammar was pulled again and pressed against the wall.
"Aahh, Brother!" yelled Gana while holding Aidan she approached towards the beating scene.
Gana jerks at Papa's back. "Take my husband off, sir! It's good to play hit!" Gana is still defending Ammar.
Linus.
Bemoan.
The more hurt Papa Galih. She did not expect the child she missed to behave like this to her.
Papa looked increasingly at Ammar with a vile spotlight. The man's eyeballs glared all the way to the bottom. "YOU HEAR? AS A RESULT OF YOUR ACTIONS? MY SON DOES NOT KNOW ME! YOU BRASH SON-IN-LAW!!" Papa Galih hit Ammar again.
BUGS.
BUGS.
Until finally Papa fell down. The man was beaten by his iron, Papa Bilmar.
BUGS.
Papa when blow hot.
"Look for you to hit my son! Ammar did all this for a very good reason! My son had to hide Gana from you!" no matter how wrong the child is, parents will definitely defend.
"Just defend your son who's a criminal!" papa Galih said.
"Sure! I will defend my son to the point of the final blood!" papa Bilmar's grin was full of emotion.
BUGS.
Papa Bilmar again hit his face, while the man hit Papa Bilmar to fall.
Each family screamed to separate when the two Papa were fighting each other. Although they were old, but the strength of the moment of emotion, as if appearing doubled as if they were young.
Things are getting worse. Everyone cannot have a cold head.
Can you be wise?
Sure hard!
Anyone who was in such a shocking situation like this, was bound to be emotionally befriended at first. Lies are the most painful thing.
It is hypocritical if there is a human who immediately releases an apology when he is burning with the fire of anger. If you do not wait for the time to be able to recover feelings.
"Huwaaaaa ..." Now Aurora and Aidan are crying. The two children were shocked. Seeing the commotion with the accompaniment of the blow, which they had never witnessed in a lifetime.
Maura grabs Aurora and forces Gana to give Aidan to her. The hijab-wearing woman then went to bring her two nephews who continued to cry, shouting Mama and Papa. This scene should not be seen by children. Rora's psychic will be disturbed.
Seen in both corners of the lips of the Papa, spurting fresh blood. They were separated by Gifali.
"Quiet, Pah. Don't fight. You are old." said Gifa.
Although Gifali's heart was also sick, because Ammar again made a wound in the heart of his parents. Mama Difa and Mama Alika both cried hugging her husband who has a high tempramental nature. Calmly not to fight back. These people, stay family.
Just because of the child, they had to wrestle. It's so sad and it slices the heart.
"Abang! Please answer Adek, Bang!" this time, Gana approached her downcast husband withstanding guilt. The pain of being beaten up, and the tightness of the chest, of thinking about how his fate would be after this.
Ammar raised his face. Staring at his pregnant wife with tears mixed with sweat and snot.
"I'm sorry Brother, Deck. Brother had to lie. Brother just wants to protect you." said Ammar amar lirih.
"Aaa-what, Bang? Ja-so, what is Adek hearing now, is that true? They're our guys? And this house, your house?" Gana was back.
He was not an orphan. The Artanegara family that she always heard on television, which she felt had similarities with her husband's last name, it was true that the family was indeed her husband's family. This guy is a billionaire.
Astagfirullah. Gana shook her head in complete disbelief.
No, factory workers. Which he knows.
Not the shopkeeper.
Not a vegetable planter.
Wasn't it!
Ammar nodded weakly. In a hurry he held his wife's hand. As if asking to be forgiven and understood.
Blase.
Ammar's hand was brushed off. Gana looked at the man with a look of hate.
"Why are you like this, Bang? What reason? Why are you lying?" Gana started yanking Ammar's shirt on her chest.
"Abang just wants to protect you, Dek. From the bandits who tried to kill you. Brother tried to kill them to get revenge. When you are frustrated because you are considered dead. You survived even if you forget your memory. Forgot everything.
There is no other way, Abang was forced to take Adek away from here. At that time, it was very precarious. We are at war with a big family. Brother just doesn't want to go to jail and be forced to divorce you."
DEG.
Papa Galih's eyeballs swaying. Patterning and widening. His face felt slapped. The old man gasped with Ammar's words. Of course Ammar is doing now. Also a forerunner of his previous actions. Who always forced Gana to divorce. The contents of his head have just opened, if the fruit of his emotions first brought Ammar to take the desperate road.
Gana's eye beads are flushed. It was as if there was a spill of rain from the clouds, making his body cold, from the crown to the tip of the foot. His chest was very tight, in a lie raw even with the reason to provide protection.
"Who is your real brother? Why do they all want to kill me?"
Ammar. Should he be honest now? Can Gana accept it? But it's already a responsibility. Nothing to cover. Everyone knows who he is.
"Abang is a former Mafia.
A big-time criminal.
Sellers of human organs.
Female salesmen, dealers, sellers of explosives. Therefore, the enemies wanted to kill Brother. And also want to harm you."
"Astagfirullahaladzim, Brother!" Gana crumpled the clothes on her chest. That woman is great. His eyes glared, what honesty is this? Gana looked up and closed her eyes. Seeking oxygen to eliminate tightness.
How could?
This guy?
The guy who stuck up for him?
The guy who always talks softly to her?
The man who always goes to the mosque and becomes Muazin?
He is a criminal and a sinner.
"Astagfirullah, O Allah ... Astagfirullah!" Gana's a little down. Rubbed his chest that felt narrow. His body is so limp. Her husband's past why is it so weird like this.
Ammar bowed at the feet of his wife. Hugging Gana's feet. Then look up. Looking at Gana who was crying. "I'm sorry, Brother. Brother like this, because love is with you." Ammar was afraid that Gana would abandon her.
It is as if the word love means nothing anymore. Gana moves her legs to retreat. Ammar's hand fell from his feet. The woman's breath was a mess. He rubbed his stomach which suddenly felt stiff. It is still difficult to accept Ammar's confession.
The man he was proud of was nothing more than a fugitive. Perhaps iron bars will soon be waiting for his arrival.
"Darling ..." Ammar hastened to rise. When I saw Gana grimacing. But Papa Galih and Mama Difa first hold Gana's body, and bring their child to sit on the sofa. The old man was already a little calmer, because in a nutshell. Ammar explained his situation.
Papa Bilmar and Mama Alika also brought Ammar to sit on the sofa. Calms the child. Now the problem is not the parents anymore. But the Ammar and the Ganaya thing. About both of them.
Can the woman accept it?
Gana and Ammar end up sitting in a fire by their parents on the sofa and facing each other which is blocked by a table. Gifali sits on a single sofa. As a mediator. Even though his heart still did not accept the incident today.
The wound, which he thought had closed, was now open again.
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Half an hour ago, Ammar was honest. Opens and tells how events and problems occurred between him, Gana, Farina and Farhan. And how Gana can be found even in a state of amnesia. Ammar said he was forced to take Gana and hide it until it was safe enough. He does have the determination to bring Gana back, if the situation is safe.
Hearing Ammar's explanation and narrative in a demanding, clear and detailed manner. Making emotions that have since peaked in the minds of the Hadnan family can gradually fade. Both Papa had already thrown an apology for the fight that happened just now. The minor injuries they found, were already treated. And again just for the sake of the child, they could fight like that. The baby is a figure that must be secured by parents under any circumstances.
But Gana was silent. He slightly lowered his head down. Look at his stomach that has been swollen. Disappointment will not just fall.
Ammar rose. Then get closer to his father-in-law. He piled his knees on the floor and hugged Papa Galih's stomach.
"I'm sorry Ammar, Pah. Pardon. If only Papa were in the position of Ammar. Papa will definitely do the same thing." said Ammar a little by sobbing. Although sad, but his heart was much calmer.
Papa Galih heaved a heavy sigh. He looked down at the body of the daughter-in-law who was hugging him. Slowly his fingers moved, rubbing from the strands of hair down to Ammar's back. "Yes, Son. Papa pardon." inevitably, in reticence, Ammar is still his daughter-in-law. Husband of the Son, and Father of his grandchildren. There is no way he continues to hold grudges, even though at the end of his heart he is still stung with disappointment.
MUDPLIKE.
Ammar's heart is relieved.
Calm his soul and body.
It was as if the dark clouds had disappeared.
The burden disappeared. Tightness in the chest just snorted. He hugged the body of the gray man, like a baby who did not want to be left by his parents.
"Ma ... Bc ... Ma."
Everyone looked up. To the edge of the lip of the border on the second floor. Staring at Aidan who was shouting loudly in Maura's sling. Aurora stood next to her tant, looking down at them.
Papa Bilmar invited Aidan to mutter from below, and the baby boy looked enthusiastic and muttered loudly again to reply. It was as if he wanted to scratch his Grandpa's face. Haha.
Papa Galih reflexively kisses Ammar's hair. Calming his daughter-in-law who was now even crying a mouthful. Ammar realized his mistake. A mistake that has been fatal because it distanced parents and children.
"We'll protect you from them. Don't ever run, Ammar. We all have to face this. Every action must be accounted for. You are a man, a good example for your wife and child. Face it with courage!"
Ammar unraveled the decapitation. He nodded in tears. Then he grabbed Papa Galih's hand and kissed him many times.
"Ammar will no longer let Papa down. Ammar promise, Pah. For Gana and our children."
"Alhamdulillah, O Allah." sighed Mama Alika. His heart was calm and happy. Because his son was finally forgiven. There is no need to fear that Ammar will be forced to divorce again.
"Our son, Pah." My mother smiled with tears returning. Papa Bilmar, who was filled, wiped his wife's tears.
"Papa's punishment for Mama later. It's gonna be night." Papa Bilmar grinned in annoyance. The man was stunned, when Ammar told about the departure to Makassar, only his mother knew. Mama also looked down embarrassed and disinclined to both of his ironwork. But how else, this is how it works.
"Mama wants Papa's law. We both lie. Yes, break even dong." murmur Mama. Papa tilts the corners of the lips, it is difficult if you have to argue with a hemisphere that has been clogged in the arteries.
After apologizing with Papa. Then Ammar passed through Gana to move in front of Mama Difa. He did the same thing as Papa.
"Mah ..." said Ammar.
Mama Difa rubbed down on the back of the daughter-in-law he missed, of course with a cry.
"Yes, Son. Mama forgive. Thank you for taking care of Gana and our grandkids."
Gana's tears dripped, hearing sobs and words from her Mama.
"Thank you, Mah. Thank you very much." replied Ammar hoarsely. After finishing kissing the back of her Mama-in-law's hand. Ammar shifted to the middle. There was his wife who just sat down, kept quiet and lowered her head.
"Adek ..." call Ammar soft. He raised his wife's chin, so that he could clearly look her in the eye.
"I'm sorry Brother, dear." Ammar pleads. Looking at Gana's eyes with a tinge of sadness. Only the cloudiness that Ammar gave, hoping that Gana would replace it with sunlight.
Yet.
No. gabe.
Gana turned her face away. He did not look at Ammar. The annoyance is still in the heart.
"Apardon me? That's it, 'Is it, Bang?"
Ammar shook his head faintly, not believing himself, finding Gana speaking coldly like this. Exactly what his guess is. The old Gana will surely accept it.
However, the current Gana, is it possible?
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