I'm his mother
45.The Arrival of Young Women

Desus desus prihal the presence of two foreign men who helped the funeral of Ms Marni began to be heard.

Not just one, two people. But almost all the neighbors who saw the presence of Abra and Marco whispered whispering and asked, who are the two foreign men who have a classy look.

Even many people who pass by who help at the funeral home are amazed when they see the appearance of Abra from top to bottom wearing branded goods at unreasonable prices.

But one thing that makes the surrounding residents feel quite amazed at the man from the upper class. He did not hesitate to go into the burrow to help bring down the body of Miss Marni and did not care if the expensive shirt and pants she was wearing would be dirty exposed to the burial ground.

Even from the look on his face, Abra did not show his disgust at all. Abra was even seen using a hoe to help cover Ms Marni's body with soil.

Namira was also overwhelmed by what Abra was doing. He did not expect that a man as arrogant as Abra could go down directly in the process of feeding the mother.

His view of the father of his son changed slightly. Even so, Namira still holds a sense of disappointment over the events of 6 years ago.

Where she had to go left a son she hadn't even seen and nursed. After the funeral is over, Namira doesn't just leave.

Namira still looks a henchman sitting next to the mother's navel. Although he was not crying, the sadness in his eyes was still so obvious.

Abra walked over and sat down next to Namira at this time.

"Let's go home, we still have something to take care of at home. Let Mother be at her final resting place" persuaded Abra who was not ignored by Namira.

The girl was still sitting staring at the tombstone that read the name of the mother. Indeed, Namira never thought if now he was an orphan and lived alone.

Namira seemed to let out a long sigh before she finally moved on to return to her humble home. Abra himself still faithfully accompanied her.

Abra walked right behind Namira, and as he entered the residential area, his listener senses caught a conversation between two women sitting in a stall.

"Yesterday, before passing out I see if the house of Miss Marni the arrival of a beautiful female guest. I don't know what they're doing that made Miss Marni fall unconscious after the young lady left,"

"But what's the problem? When did Bu Marni arrive at the rich man's son?"

"No idea, uh but. You see, there are two foreign men who look cool abis. Did Namira snatch that lady's husband that came yesterday?"

"Oh yeah, it could be, anyway,"

"They've been very closed all along. It could be because they are hiding or something like that, let's not be found out,"

"Oh yes, you are right. It could be,"

Instantly, all these words made Namira's heart again hurt. But even want to be angry can not, anyway what they are talking about is true.

Although in a forced way, Namira still entered into someone's household and became the third person among them.

Had fate not kept her in a predicament, maybe this thing Namira would never have done.

It is better to live as a porters who live in the heat but do not make the household of others. Instead of living a life of prosperity but there is a heart that he hurt and there is a house that he destroyed his happiness.

Other Namira are also Abra. If Namira dissolves in feelings of guilt and remorse. Abra instead focused on the person who came to his father-in-law.

A beautiful and classy woman, instantly her memory was fixed on one woman. Alma, yes Alma. At the moment Abra only thinks of one woman, Alma.

But Abra also cannot be rash in making decisions. Even the problem with Darren still raises a big question mark for him.

Where there are still some irregularities from every statement that Darren revealed. And maybe at this time, all Abra has to do is, investigate everything more thoroughly so that everything that happened at the end of this can be answered.