Love of the Substitute Mother
Love Mother Substitute 67

That morning, after Pram and Cilla left. Dania came to see Fatma, her father-in-law.

" Mi, Mami's busy? Dania wants to talk."

Fatma, who was sitting in her room, put the magazine in her hand.

" Get in, honey. My mom is not busy."

And he entered, and sat before his father-in-law. Dania ventured to look at her in-laws.

" my... Dania wants to ask Mami for permission."

Fatma frowned. Saw Dania asking permission from him.

" What permission, honey?"

" Dani wants to live in the village. Dania wants to calm down, Mi. It feels like Dania has been able to be here again. A lot of things make it hard for Dania to stay afloat, Mi."

Dania finally cried in front of her in-laws. Fatma immediately hugged the daughter-in-law who was considered her own daughter.

" Dear, Mami will support whatever your decision is. But my mother asked, after you calm down, come back to this house again. You're still mami's daughter-in-law. You're still Cilla's Mother."

Dania nodded. Fatma who realized that Pram was still in confusion also supported the decision of Dania. Fatma just wanted to, Dania was calm, and her pregnancy went smoothly.

" Mommy will ask Tejo to send you. There was no denial by Dania. Mami please."

Dania could not refuse either. Assisted by her in-laws, Dania packed some of her belongings. Dania wrote a letter to Pram. And also wrote a letter to Cilla. Dania's tears did not stop dripping, as she wrote a letter to Cilla. Because actually Dania is very heavy hearted to leave Cilla here. But Dania also needs to maintain her sanity, so that her pregnancy runs properly.

Assisted by Tejo, Dania brought her suitcase. Fatma always reminded Dania to keep contacting her. And also take care of his health. They embrace each other, as Dania gets into a car that will deliver her to the village where her grandparents once lived. Dania's car was brought by another driver.

While in his company, Pram felt strange with his feelings that suddenly changed. Pram wants to go home soon. But the existence of an important meeting today made him undo his intentions. The call to Dania's cell phone didn't get any response either. Pram is getting anxious, even when the meeting takes place, Pram can not concentrate on all the explanations given. Finally after finishing lunch, Pram can breathe a sigh of relief, because he can already go home. Pram asked his secretary to send a file that would be done at home that day.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Pram arrived at his residence. When after saying his greetings, Pram approached Fatma who was sitting in the front garden. Fatma did not reveal anything about Dania's departure from Pram. Fatma wants Pram to realize it himself.

" Dear..."

Pram opens the door and calls out to Dania, but no one is there. Pram knocked on the bathroom door, there was no Dania. Then Pram starts looking for Dania to Cilla's room, but Pram doesn't find her.

" She..."

" She...."

Pram started calling out the name Dania. The two housekeepers just looked at each other. Can't say anything.

" Dear..."

" Dear, where are you, where are you coming home."

Pram started to walk around in his rather large house. Starting from the rooms all in search, back garden, even now a tie and some Pram shirt buttons are open. Fatma who heard Pram looking for Dania was just silent, and flipped through her magazine.

Pram, approaching her mother who was sitting casually on the porch chair of the house.

" Mi, Dania where's ,Mi? Pram has been going all over our house. But Dania's not there, Mi."

Pram spoke while a little chatty, for looking for an invisible Dania at home. Fatma just calmed down and didn't look at Pram.

" I. answered Pram dong, Mi. Pram confused to nyari Dania where. Where's Dania, Mi?"

Fatma put the magazine that had been held and read earlier. Then look towards Pram.

" You still care about Dania? Mom thought you didn't care anymore. You care more about your best friend."

Answer Fatma casually. But stabbing for Pram.

" Mi, please mi. Pram is confused, Dania is not there. Dania just got home from the hospital, Mi."

Fatma smiled cynically. Then looked intently at King Pram.

Pram glared, not believing what his mother said.

" Mi, don't be kidding. It's not funny, Mi."

" Did mom ever lie to you. You see it for yourself. And Mami hope that after you see for yourself, you realize. "

Fatma just left Pram. Pram yells in frustration.

" Aarrrrrggghhh...."

While throwing his hand. Pram tried to call Dania's number. But Dania did not answer. Repeatedly, even Pram up to dozens of times.

Pram walked lethargicly towards his room. When he opened the closet, Pram closed his eyes, looking at the contents of the closet that looked hollow. Dania's really gone. Pram cried, alluded to his stupidity, regretting every time Dania asked, Pram could not answer firmly.

Pram was crying on the edge of his bed. As his eyes swept across the room, Pram stared at the paper on the nightstand. The letter that Dania wrote to her.

" *Assalamualaikum, Mom. Sorry, I have to go. His taste is very heavy to hold on to your side. I know, I was wrong, for leaving without your permission. But this is for our good. Right now, I just want to guard my heart, from the suspicion of jealousy that keeps attacking.

Mas, if with my departure. You can unite with your first love, I will be sincere. I don't want to get in the way of your happiness.

Thanks for these three years.

Love you's...Arron*..."

Pram squeezed out the letter that Dania wrote. His heart was broken, reading the letter. Pram regretted his every action.

When Pram was pondering his stupidity. Cilla came to see Pram.

" Pope...."

Pram immediately wiped his tears. And walk up to Cilla. The little boy seemed to hold back his tears.

" Cilla got this in the room. Cilla asked mbok to bacain. Mother's gone, Pa.."

Cilla said with a trembling voice. Then tears fell on her puffed cheeks.

" Cilla promised, Cilla's a good boy, after Oma."

Said Cilla on the sidelines. Making Pram hold the little girl in his arms.

" I'm sorry, Papa, honey. It's all Papa's fault."

Pram caressed Cilla's hair. And Pram took the letter that was in Cilla's hands.

" Cilla wants to learn, Pa. Kan Cilla promised Mother. If Cilla wasn't gonna be a bad boy."

Cilla ran to her room with her tears occasionally. Really at this moment, this scene was much more painful, than when Cilla was crying but Pram was unable to persuade her.

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