Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Surprised
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"Daddy, come on," let's get Tata impatient.
"Slow down Girl," I rebuked in a nod.
As promised, I will take Mama and Tata to the hospital to visit Nara. While Papa chose at home, because Papa's condition is not healthy. So I asked her to rest.
"Cie, Tata can't wait to meet Mommy yaa," teased Mama but instead glanced at me.
"Yes Oma, Tata wants to look at Mommy," said Tata sumringah and pleased.
I snatched an upset. Mama has often asked me to marry again, not even rarely introduce the children of her friends who are still girls to me. But I don't know, until now I haven't been able to open my heart after the departure of Killa in my life. Everything feels empty and useless. I feel like I have no feelings anymore. Moreover, my heart has long been unshaken by taste.
"And how did you get information about Ara?" ask Mama
"Already Ma. But there's nothing" I replied.
Papa and Mama did urge me to find out who Ara really is. Ara's face similar to that of Killa became a controversy in my family. It was only fitting for Tata to call Ara with a mommy call, because she saw the face of Ara that was so similar to her mother.
When we got to the hospital, we got out of the car. Tata pulled my hand impatiently. He really missed Ara's figure. Ahh this will make me even more bothered to keep Tata.
"Mommy," call Tata from afar.
Ara turned her head towards the entrance, she was like she had just fed Nara. The little girl was conscious from her sleep.
"Tata," reply Ara core knot.
"Mama. Mr. Dante," he said.
I was shocked when Ara called Mama with the call. It must have been Mama who asked Ara to call her mama.
"How are you, Ara?" mama gave a warm hug to the woman.
"Ara is in good health Ma, Mama how are you? Thank you for visiting Ma" said Ara.
Mama and Ara seemed familiar to each other. Though I see this Ara is a type of woman who is a little cold and indifferent. It might fit in with Mama's chatty and noisy nature.
"Neither healthy, son. Oh yes this Mama brought fruits for Nara," said Mama gave a bag of crackle that she brought.
I saw Nara lying weakly on the hospital bed. Although his face was pale but he could still smile. Tata also seemed to fit in with Nara, seen she was busy telling me about her toys that I had just bought when her birthday was a few months ago.
"How's the condition?" I asked without seeing Ara sitting next to me.
While Mama was chatting with Tata, Nara and Naro. My mom likes kids. So no wonder that Tata is more at home with his Oma than his Daddy.
"It's been a little bit better, sir. But you have to undergo a few more examinations," he explained, sighing deeply.
"So you have time, I want to talk to you about something?" say me.
The woman was silent, she seemed to be digesting my words. It must be in his heart asking, what do I want to talk about.
"We'll talk in the back yard. Let Mama take care of the children" I suggested standing up.
We both walked to the hospital park. Mitra Medika is a large and luxurious hospital from others, but there are still some facilities that are not here. So not infrequently patients who suffer from diseases with special handling must be referred to outside the island, Jakarta and others.
We sat down and enjoyed the afternoon. Honestly, the hospital atmosphere reminds me of what happened five years ago. At that time, Killa left me for good.
"What do you want to talk about?" ask without looking at me.
"Ara," call me a deep sigh and look towards her.
Ara seemed ready to listen to what I was going to talk to her about. This woman is hard to guess. He was so careful with new people. Maybe because too many of her things she experienced made her cold as untouchable. But I know that Ara has a kind and gentle nature.
"You remind me of someone" I stared at him.
This woman looks ordinary. Not as surprised as I expected.
"Brother Wife?" guess her.
I was shocked and looked back at Ara deeply. How does this woman know about my wife?
"Where do you know?" I asked her to look at Ara suspiciously.
He looked relaxed while looking ahead. No matter what this woman was thinking, Ara was always hard to guess.
"I accidentally saw his photo in the room Mr. who is in the office," he explained.
"Then, are you surprised?" I asked him because this woman's face was as usual.
"Early yes, I even wondered. Why can there be people who look alike? I also thought I was a twin. But I do realize where I might be twins, sir? My parents just never discussed this," explained Ara at length while taking a deep breath.
I was silent, it turns out that Ara had known that she was similar to my late wife but she was silent as if nothing had happened. Even Ara did not take advantage of this situation to get close to me.
We were both silent as if we were busy with our feelings. I still did not expect it turned out Ara realized that all this time she was similar to my late wife.
"You are very similar" I said. Why am I nervous this time to be next to Ara?
"But we're different people, sir," Ara replied with a smile. "I'll find out about this. It could be like in separate novels at birth in a hospital, or like a big-screen movie, separated twins" said Ara origin while chuckling softly. But I knew that smile was a falsehood because he was feeling a great and incredible break.
I chuckled, is there such a story? Even if there is a meaning that is often written by writers has happened in real life.
"Tumben, Divta doesn't exist?" ask me curious. Usually the country man who always attached to Ara.
"Courage" he answered with a long breath. "Ehh sir, but seriously your wife's face really looks like mine?" ask Ara once again to make sure.
I'm nodding. They are very similar and very similar. Even I, when I first met Ara, thought that she was Killa coming back to life. But I was immediately made aware by the fact that the one who left would not come back.
"Yes right. I thought you were my dead wife" I said.
Ara let out a big laugh, "Sir is right. Where anyone dies comes back to life." Ara bobbing head.
Seriate....