
Days change, weeks change. Now Dina lives with her mother and her biological sister, Pandu.
His name is also now using the original name given from his parents, namely Jihan Wijaya.
"Where Ji, you like the design of his room" Susi said while accompanying her daughter to arrange her clothes in the closet.
The girl turned her head and approached her mother, "Like ma, thank you.."
Susi smiled and repeatedly expressed gratitude for the chastity of God who had found her son after 20 years of being lost.
"Ji, if there is less or does not match the design that mama made you say yes."
"No, I like it."
"Thank God.. Oya if you need anything to ask the aunt.."
"Yesaa ma, just calm down, as long as I can do it myself I will do it myself ma." said the girl softly and looked at the new mama he realized between the two of them there was a little resemblance.
"You are a good boy, my mother is very grateful to the person who has taken care of you, if you may know, who that person you want to meet and say many thanks." said Susi.
Jihan stopped her activities that were cleaning her college equipment. "The person died a long time ago, ma'am, for the mother who took care of me, somewhere now. After the incident until now I have not met the mother again." said Jihan alias Dina nanar laughs at her past when Lia said that she was not her biological child.
At that time the heart and feelings of Jihan or Dina, destroyed, he did not think that the love that Lia gave for him was just a mask. But even so Jihan still considers Lia's mother, and all this time she has been looking for her, but Lia is reluctant to meet her, but Lia, to the point of giving up Jihan no longer looking for her adoptive mother.
"You've been looking for him, son." asked Susi later.
"Udaj ma'am, I searched several times and had a chance to meet the address, but my foster mother did not want to see me."
"Kok so. If you could just know what's causing it." Susi ventured to ask the conflict of the child against her adoptive mother.
"The story is long ma, but I'll tell you the point." the girl turned her gaze to the mother.
"Yes, son."
"Just because I'm more on Rahma's side and protect her from her ex-husband's crimes. She revealed everything that I wasn't her son, I was just a pick-up boy found in a garbage can by her late husband. At that time it was only my father who was always sincere and really loved me." The gadia story just flows.
Susi was moved and shed her tears. "It's complicated, love your life." Susi stroked the hair of her long-spirited daughter.
"I've forgotten everything and have forgiven everything, I just want to live a quiet life ma, that's all."
Susi nodded her head, what her daughter said is right, if we want to live a quiet life, then we must be able and sincerely forgive what has happened in the past.
Rahma paced in the family room. That night, he just came home from his restaurant.
"Neng why..?" ask his home assistant.
"Look at Thomas, don't you.?"
Sumi chuckles at the sound of Rahma worrying so much about the furry animal.
"Tuh neng again bobo handsome in the chair next to the fish pond" Sumi said as she passed towards the kitchen.
"Oh, thank you tea" said Rahma slightly shouting.
It's late, but the sun is still hot. Making Rahma lazy to get out of her room with AC, she still relaxes in her mattress with her beloved animal who is sound asleep on a soft mattress.
"Males is really taking a bath." he muttered while fiddling with his flat object.
For a moment he wanted to keep the thin object, a notification came into his device.
[Hi mbak how are you, again why.?]
A message he received from Jihan, after Jihan moved a week ago, they now only communicate via message or phone.
[Hai Ji, good news, again the fall is the same as the feather. You how are you.]
Rahma immediately replied to the message with a photo of her cat sleeping on her back.
[My news is good, too.. Ahh misses me so much as Thomas.] The girl reply included emot kiss at the end of his sentence.
[Main dong here, wait a minute.]
[Ok mbak, tomorrow I go straight there.] Jihan reply back included emot laugh.
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Notes:
Sorry if the story is monotonous, I just tell the daily life at home, and sorry if there are words that are not fitting or not connected, understand still learning