Love On The Side
'12

"Well if that's the case, mama's gone now. You can rest now."

"Y-yes, Ma. Sorry yeah. I can't talk to my mom for long."

"No papa."

After the departure of Mama Rere, Amira was immediately able to breathe a sigh of relief. Not to forget, he stroked his chest with one hand indicating, if he really felt relieved.

'Huf! Fortunately, he did not listen to what Rohan and I were talking about. Well, even though his words were a little disappointing to me. But not papa. The important thing is that he doesn't know about what I was talking about earlier.'

'Eh .. but wait! It seems, mama also does not know the problem of Rere returning to work in the office. If it's like this, it's still a little safe.'

Amira immediately got up from her seat.

"How can I make mama be on my side? I can't stay in fear like this. The main key is the real mama, not Rere."

Amira also continued to pander uncharacteristically in the room. As much as possible, she tried to think of ways to take her stepmom's heart. Things that he always did, but still, his efforts did not run with satisfactory results.

Because the affection of the mother for the biological child is greater than for foster care. Moreover, the foster child was his stepson. The son of the husband with an affair that he certainly hated even though the child had nothing wrong.

On the other hand, the mother was looking at a picture of her son in the bedroom of the child. Rere's bedroom is still the same as it used to be, even though Rere isn't in this house anymore.

"Re, mama is feeling a very uncomfortable feeling right now. What's wrong with you, son? What is it right now, you're having a hard time, Rere?"

Mama Rere spoke as she gently stroked the photo of her son. At that time, Papa Rere came to the room because he heard someone muttering in a room that had no occupants.

"You're here as it turns out, Ma. What the hell are you doing?"

"Papa." Mama Rere looked over for a moment. After he, he refocused on Rere's picture frame that was still in his hand. "Mama kangen Rere aja, pa. Which is why come here."

"Geez, Mah. This is an age, not an ancient age, Mama. There's a cell phone. Take a cell phone, keep calling the child. It's easy. You can, look at the face of the child as much. Talk to the child until the mouth froth. And others are. Clearly, Rere's same mama's kangen taste would disappear that way, Ma."

"What the hell is that talking? It won't go away just from talking in the air. Because talking can't be a hug, can it? My mother also could not see it directly. Where can miss mama."

"Yes at least, it can still treat your mother's longing. After all, the child is also not far away very, ma. I left by car less than an hour before I could meet. No need to spend days meeting, right?"

"And again, Rere also just came here yesterday, right? Why can you act like this now?"

"Mama's got a bad feeling right now. Plus, Mama went to Amira's room. Mama accidentally heard Amira's talk with no one. But mama heard very clearly that Amira mentioned Rohan's name."

"Mama doesn't know for sure, pa. But your heart is very uncomfortable when you hear Amira say Rohan's name."

"Mama who thinks too badly about Amira. Don't remember Amira's past, Mah. Because he doesn't know anything. So please, don't over-pretend Amira, Mah."

Papa Rere's voice sounded rather heavy. Either out of annoyance, or maybe out of guilt for his son. To be sure, she does not seem to accept that Amira was accused just like the mother who gave birth to her into the world.

Reach it, a more appropriate speech called defense immediately made mama Rere upset. With a sharp look, Mama Rere looked towards her husband.

"There is a saying that the fruit that falls will not be far from the tree, pa. So, if it does happen, then papa and the son of the father, be prepared to accept the consequences."

It was also horrified that Papa Rere was listening to what his wife had just said. But, in his heart he still thinks that the child will never do the same thing with what his mother has done. Therefore, as much as possible, the defense is still done.

"Even if something bad happens, Ma. Don't blame Amira alone. Because Amira wouldn't have moved if she was the only one who stepped."

"I mean papa!? Blame the guy for being nervous too, right? Just like you never felt enough of me back then, Pa Hah!"

Papa Rere's face was completely flushed with a punch of very precise words regarding his nose just now. Intention only to defend the princess, but instead exposed the past by the wife.

"That's .. You've forgiven papa, ma'am. She also promised never to bring up the past forever. Until we both close our eyes. That's my mom's promise to you before, isn't it?"

"Yes. That's my promise to you, Pah. But if your son is throwing a tantrum, then I can't help but keep my promise. After all, Rere is also your real son. He's also entitled to a plea from you, Pa. Remember that!"

Mama Rere spoke in a slightly shrill tone, a sign that she was very upset. A sharp look did not forget he showed the husband. So that her husband knows, if what he said was not kidding.

"Papa can get out of Rere's room right now, Pa. For tonight, I'll sleep here." Mama Rere said as she turned her face away from her husband.

"Lho, that's it, Ma. Rere's room hasn't been occupied in a long time. So .... "

"But his room is cleaned every day, isn't it? So, go now! Don't make excuses that end up making my heart even more upset."

Do not want to create a bad atmosphere for their husband and wife relationship. Papa Rere relented to what his wife said. He followed what his wife wanted. Leaving the room with heavy steps.

'I'm sorry. It's all my fault, Ma. But Amira is innocent. He also deserves to live happily like everyone else. As for Rere, he was always happy with your abundant affection. Therefore, he might not need any special attention from me as his papa.'

...

The cold night finally passed. A warm morning greeted me. But unfortunately, the warmth of the morning could not be felt Rere. Because the relationship between himself and the husband is shattered due to love that only comes from the side.