
Towards the afternoon, the moment where the two plain boys were expressing their strictness for several weeks.
"Father and Mother were very good all along. That's why we don't want to make it hard for them anymore. We don't want to take care of dad and mom because we're naughty." Cilla who was the smartest to talk had been crying so hard beside her brother earlier. The child was very natural and straightforward when expressing all his heart.
Mother Lynda exhaled a few times to neutralize her unfriendly thoughts. He could feel his grandchildren's heart ache this time. "Who said that? Farhan's father loves you guys, who may feel bothered. Don't cry anymore."
Cello quickly attacked the defense. "Dad doesn't love us, Grandma. Since bundah got pregnant, I was always busy taking care of Lisa's mother. Even we are forbidden to hold the same mother because my father always said we are bullies. Soon the baby's grandpa's born, we'll be forgotten."
"Eh .... Why did Ello say that?" Switch to Cilla. "Is it true Farhan's father said that?" Asking for a definite answer to the most articulate little girl.
He nodded the confirming sign. "Dad often said, if we usually just disturb and make Lisa's mother tired. Cilla was just asking about PR. But I was angry and told us not to be spoiled anymore because it was big. We can no longer wait for the same mother because now the mother must focus the same with her baby's grandpa."
Tear the heart of Mother Lynda at that time. Part of her body seemed to crumble hearing her granddaughter was considered a bully which implied that Lisa should focus more on her biological children.
Farhan always kept quiet and said the situation in his house was fine. He always said he could face the twins without anyone's help. In fact, what Farhan said was not in accordance with the circumstances.
Mother Lynda knelt under the sofa where they were sitting, she hugged the two old manless boys with a strong burning pain.
Oh my God, please forgive my son, Farhan. He is negligent in guarding your care. Please wake him up.
Mother Lynda wiped the corner of her heated eyes. His tears had already fallen and were flowing everywhere.
"Can we stay here with Grandma and Grandpa?" tanya Cilla followed a pensive look by her sister.
Both of them the innocent boy's eyes sparkled expectantly as if there was no place to hide anymore. Her clear net implied a wound that the twins had been dumped by her foster parents. He continued to wait for the response of Lynda who was confused had to answer what.
The middle-aged woman did not immediately reply, leaving the two boys overwhelmed with feelings of fear and anxiety. "Grandparents can't get us here, can we?"
"Because we're naughty?" timpal Cello's.
"We promise not to be naughty with grandma and grandpa if you live here. Can you, Grandma? We don't know who else to stay with. Cilla did not want to go to Grandma and Grandpa because there is Gibran," said Cello.
The more broken the heart of Mother Lynda heard the sad lamentation of the two boys. He rubbed the two small heads in turn. "By dear .. can. Later granny talked to Farhan's father first huh. Cilla and Ello are strong, don't talk like that, there are still many who love you. Maybe Farhan's father's mind is being divided into less care, forgive Farhan's father, son," said the mother representing the child who was neglecting it.
The two boys nodded compactly.
"We're not angry. Please tell me as well, Grandma, we love the same father and mother, but from now on we do not want to make Lisa's father and mother difficult again" said Cilla at the end of his sentence.
Success to tear the heart of Mother Lynda to scream incoherently.
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Hearing the curses of the twins before Farhan came earlier was quite unsettling to his mind. He has no intention of taking down or defending anyone. However, the pampering that Farhan did to his wife was too excessive according to Lynda's mother.
As a loving parent who does not want his child to fall into the valley of sin. Lynda drew a firm stance for Farhan to be even more rational with the decision to adopt the twins a few years ago.
"The twins don't want to live with you anymore. Let him in here. They're safer living with their grandparents."
Sontak Farhan refused. "Why is that?" Almost he accused the mother of poisoning the brains of the two twin boys to stay away from him.
"You think it's Han yourself. What attitude did you give them these days until the two boys dared to pack his things and beg to stay here." Mother Lynda said ketus. Actually he could not bear, but the fortress of decisiveness must still be built to strengthen Farhan's heart. Because adopting a child is not as easy as the man imagined. Must have balanced justice and must not be negligent with his responsibilities as a parent.
"Bund .. sorry. Have I made a mistake?" The man moved from his seat. Then gathered in front of the mother while holding both hands of the middle-aged woman. Next, he slightly let out a soft and spoiled tone. "Regulate Alan if it's wrong, Bun. Please don't be so indifferent."
The middle-aged woman sighed. He looked up briefly so that his tears would not easily fall just like that. Herwawan who had been sitting next to his wife, helped calm Farhan by rubbing the child's shoulder.
"Taking care of orphans is not as easy as taking care of Han's own children. Must be truly sincere from the deepest heart. Can't choose love. Although our merit is greatly glorified by God, but the decisions we take can be a great sin if we are negligent and hurt the feelings of those who already have no pillars to protect again," said dad chimed in. His voice also looked sad just like his wife.
Mother whose mind was calmer began to speak again.
"If you can't say Han, you have a family, you're not alone. Mother knows you are focusing on your pregnant wife. But that does not mean you can easily rule out those who are still small and need the attention of parents. Is it hard to accompany them to study for a while? Is it hard to keep them playing and eating? Is adult busyness too important to ignore the simple desires of innocent children like them? They didn't ask you to bring the moon for him, did they?"
"I'm sorry, sorry!" Farhan buried his head deeply in the lap of the mother. Mother rubbed the man's head gently. Then spilled out all the feelings that had been squeezing his chest all this time.
"The mother's heart ached when she heard all the outpouring of their hearts, Han. It's just a simple need that they want, but you ignore it and don't understand their will at all. As the mother who had left her daughter, as a mother who could not see the development of her son growing up, mother was very, very devastated to hear it, Han. Maybe now you feel bothered, feel hard, feel overwhelmed, but their time in childhood is not much. Maybe now you don't understand, but you will feel it if you are as vulnerable as we are. How we miss our childhood. How longing we want to hold and feed our children. Ah, if only for a little while it could be played again, Han. We will not complain of tiredness when the child is sick and fussy, we will not scold our child when he scribbles the walls of the house, he said, we will educate and accompany each step of their development with a feeling of happiness to release it with the right person."
"Sorry Bun, sorry, Dad. I'm sorry ...." Farhan is now aware of his error. The man roared regretfully in the lap of the mother.
Mother patted the man's shoulder. Then give a piece of paper that has been written by the twins for himself and also Lisa. He took a deep breath because he was too claustrophobic and began to have difficulty speaking.
"Sorry, you have failed."
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