Love Frame For Sarmila
CHAPTER 86

"Assalamualaikum," a greeting came back from the front door.

Mila is still trying to persuade her husband who refuses to see Rubiah's mother. The hardness of Danu's heart is still understood by Mila. Because without any sign of anything suddenly someone came claiming to be the biological mother of her husband.

"Waalaikumsalam, Nurmala's mother," Mila greeted her husband's foster mother. Ms. Nurmala also returned the greeting of Mila with sun cheeks left and right.

Like their mother and son, they relax. Their familiarity is not far from the sight of Rubiah and Ammar.

"Mila, didn't she ever play here when your grandmother passed away?" Bu Nurmala knows Ammar.

"Yes, Mom. He .... my ex, now he is Danu's brother, Mom," said Mila carefully.

"Oh, Yasudah who passed by just now, which husband are you?"

"Inside, Mom. Still not fit right," said Mila.

"Mom Rubiah, how are you?" napa Bu Nurmala's.

"Thank God, Miss Nurmala, you're here alone?"

"Yes I was alone, wanted to take the orphanage child earlier, the home vehicle even had a problem with the engine. So I took the angkot to go alone. Nearby from Bali to Sawah Lebar,"

"Emang there are no other supporting vehicles. Like that motor? usually to my knowledge every institution or foundation like an orphanage, usually given facilities including vehicles either four-wheeled or two-wheeled,"

"There was but Danu who often used to go to work. Honestly, I can't take the bike, Mom. Fortunately children can, if not, be confused, deh,

sorry, ma'am, I'm going to the kitchen to help Mila get ready...." Rubiah keeps Ms. Nurmala from accompanying her to chat instead of helping Mila.

"Leave it, Mom. We are guests, we should be served. Especially our status in-laws, must take care of authority,"

Bu Nurmala only shook her head when she heard Rubiah's words. A father-in-law should set a good example for his son-in-law. Providing comfort for the relationship of in-laws and daughter-in-laws. Not even feel senior, to maintain prestige. Ms. Nurmala left Rubiah in the living room. Danu seems to be helping Mila in the kitchen. Preparing lunch for Rubiah's family.

"The two of you complement each other as it turns out. There is no prestige to help each other. It should be like that, husband and wife there is no distance to do household chores. Help each other, I'm proud of you, Danu," said Ms. Diana.

"Mas, try calling them to gather at the dinner table,"

"Good princess," Danu respectfully made Mila pinch her in anxiety.

The scene was not separated from the sight of a pair of brown eyes. The eyes that had been watching him were both halal couples. Somehow there were hot coals clawing in his heart. He also did not understand it, even though he felt he had just met now. But as if I had known him for a long time.

"Do, I want to calm down on the front porch. If you want to eat nothing," Ammar felt inferior mingle with Mila and Danu.

"What's up, Bang? do you feel anything about them including Mila's sister?"

"It's better to explain later at home, bang. We're here to accompany Makwo Rubiah to meet his biological son. They've been hard-earned to entertain us, time rejected. Come on, bang us in," Ando pushed Ammar's wheelchair to dinner.

This afternoon all the Danu side's extended family gathered at Sarmila's residence. Exactly around eleven o'clock this afternoon the arrival of Rubiah's mother and two nephews. After Nurmala's mother who came alone without bringing one of the children of the orphanage. Usually if you want to visit the place of Mila, Nurmala's mother invites Meta or Sari. Because after Danu got married, Meta who became the oldest child in the orphanage. Even though he was 16 years old.

After the simple meal. They also gathered in the front room. Mila was doing the dishes. Danu also helped his wife clean the dining table.

"Later wash the dishes, we'll meet them first" Danu said.

"Mas, go first. I'm going to the WC first" Danu left Mila behind. While Mila must feel her stomach is not good. Trying to vomit his stomach contents but not as much as people vomit in general.

In the front room, everything gathered. Bu Nurmala actually wanted to explain who brought Danu to the orphanage. He has also contacted several people who have taken care of the home. Didn't think there was a Rubiah family, so it became the right moment to tell the truth.

"And since childhood it has been tough, why do I say that? when I became a caretaker, she was the most independent. Being the role model of her sisters in the orphanage, I did know Danu when she was four years old. I don't know why Abdi's name was changed to Danu. Because when I was there his name was already Danu," said Bu Nurmala.

"Have I been there since I was a baby?" ask Danu.

"If you know from Bu Mutia, you are entrusted by a couple. He said your parents are dead, and the husband and wife can not take care of you because you are pregnant. I happened to bring your submission file on behalf of .... Tamrin and Azizah," Bu Nurmala handed over the files she found in the parlour's archives.

"Azizah is your father's mistress, Danu. I've never left you, son. When you were sick, Diana and her husband offered to take care of you. I'm busy dealing with your father's divorce, because he's remarried. I don't want honey.

Azizah is Diana's friend and Farida's distant sister, Vika's mother. At that age Azizah was still a young man already the second wife of your father. Diana and Azizah and Hasna, your grandmother conspired in.

Honestly, I was shocked when I found out who put Danu is Bang Tamrin, his own biological father. Was she not moved to take care of her own child? Forgive your father, son. Now he's dead.

When everything is sorted out they are without guilt for you somewhere. I've been trying to survive looking for you, but what's the power. Mom's money's drained mom takes care of all that, mom takes care of it,

The man who put you in the parlour is your own father. Forgive me, son," Rubiah immediately prostrated at Danu's feet.

Ando and Ammar heard the story of Makwo Rubiah immediately fell silent. They did not expect that the highly respected mama was acting that far. Separating mother and child.

"Makwo," call Ammar.

Rubiah looked at his nephew. Wiping her tears, she threw her eyes in another direction. A sense of tightness whack in his chest, remembering what he had experienced.

"I'm sorry for our mom and dad" said Ammar.

"We didn't expect their involvement in this. Separating mother and child and even on the wrong side, forgive our mama and also our papa," Ando kowtowed at the foot of Makwo Rubiah. Both of her husband's nieces were crying.

"Mother," Danu suddenly made a sound.

His feet immediately bent to their knees in front of Rubiah's mother. The mother he hated for throwing it away. Since childhood, he only knew his life was in a home. Just like other children, they have no parents, whether they are orphans or maybe they are dumped by their parents.