
Rezi and Zharin were shocked to hear Zharin's mother's words. They threw eyes at each other, astonished by what Zharin's mother had said.
"What do you mean, Mother? Hadn't he been pleased with Rezi's presence in this house all along" Zharin murmured inwardly.
"Zharin couldn't get married before he found his father" Ms Zharin said.
Rezi and Zharin scrunched her forehead, they tried to digest the words from Zharin's mother.
The middle-aged woman was sitting next to her daughter who was now lying down.
Zharin was lying in the living room, on a casual mattress covered in a shabby mat.
Although Zharin's lack of life did not make Rezi dislike her, the woman who was passionate about living life.
From Zharin, Rezi can be calm and relaxed in dealing with various problems.
Rezi was speechless, he looked at the middle-aged woman who always smiled at him.
"Does Zharin have to see her father before she gets married, Mom?" rezi asked the middle-aged woman who was now sitting before him.
Mother Zharin nodded.
"Mother wants Zharin to find her father before she gets married, because she wants Zharin to be married to her real father" she wrote.
"Father," said Zharin.
Zharin's mother nodded then she kept silent for a moment, then she recalled the events of a few years ago.
The flash back on.
Little girl Zharin was playing in the yard of a simple house, a house measuring 8 by 10 meters which has 2 bedrooms, and a small house, the house is located in a housing complex where there live the lower middle class not the rich people.
When Zharin was 4 years old, Zharin's mother looked at her daughter from the porch.
Ms. Zharin was waiting for her husband to come home, after a week of off-city work.
Zharin Mang's father often served out of town so they rarely met the man they were proud of. Zharin and her mother lived together in the modest house each time the husband was on duty.
Ms. Zharin had no idea what the husband was doing out of town, all she knew was work and work.
Not long before Ms. Zharin waited in front of the house, from a distance they saw a car that they knew so well, until her husband's car stopped in front of the house.
Zharin, who was playing, threw away her toys and left them on the ground.
Zharin and her mother walked up to the car, and they longed for the man they were so proud of.
They are very happy with the arrival of the person they are going to be.
However, their happiness was just the water, as they approached the car, Zharin's father got out of the car with a woman holding a daughter.
Zharin's mother's heart wondered at the figure of the woman now with her husband.
"Who's this woman, Mas?" ask Zharin's mother to her husband.
Her eyes began to glaze over thinking something had happened between her husband and the woman.
"Come, let's go to the house first. I'll tell you everything" said Zharin's father, trying to calm his now emotionally charged wife.
Zharin's father did not want their problems to be seen by the other residents.
Finally they stepped into the simple house.
Zharin's father asked Zharin's mother to sit right next to him.
"Darling, I apologized earlier. This,-"
"Father," call the little girl who is in the woman's arms with her husband.
"Is this woman your wife, Mas?" mother Zharin asked in full search.
This gaze of Zharin's eyes made Zharin's father confused.
"Listen to my explanation!" father Zharin said.
"There's nothing you have to explain, everything's clear, Mom." Ms. Zharin was very emotional.
She stared intently at the woman who looked very neat and her fashionable style made Ms. Zharin even more convinced that she was the wife of her husband.
"Mom, you must listen to my explanation first," Father Zharin said.
At such a time, the little girl moved out of her mother's lap. Then he walked over to Zharin's father.
"Papa, I want the toy," said the little boy, pointing at the toy Zharin was holding.
Zharin is currently playing with a doll that her father bought her for her birthday.
Zharin's father was increasingly confused to explain the current situation to Zharin's mother.
"A little while, dear." Zharin's father tried to calm the little girl down.
Zharin's mother's heart was broken and wounded when the little girl called her husband.
Then he asked the little girl's mother to take the little girl out of the house.
"Mom, please listen to your explanation first" Father Zharin said.
"I was forced to marry him because of orders from both of my parents, you know our marriage was not sanctioned by my parents so my parents forced me to marry him" Father Zharin told Zharin's mother.
"Alright, Mas. Then live with him, I'll get out of your life. I will try to raise our child alone" Zharin's mother said.
Zharin's mother stood up, she stepped into the room, she packed all her belongings and Zharin's belongings.
After that he also stepped foot leaving a simple house that they had lived in a happy little family for 5 years.
Zharin's mother continued to walk away from her husband and the woman she was with.
Zharin's father tried to block his wife's move to leave him, but Zharin's mother who had been hurt no longer wanted to be with her husband who had betrayed her love.
After that Zarin's mother chose to go from her husband's life, she raised zarin single-handedly hanging in the city, until finally she remembered the relics of her parents who were on the outskirts of Bandung.
Since then he no longer met with Zharin's father, until at one time Zharin's mother found a photo that fell on the street.
She looked at the photo carefully, she was shocked to find out the man in the photo was her husband.
In the photo there is a writing that tells the name of the man in the photo.
Zharin's mother, who had no idea where to look for her husband, kept the photo and she would give the photo to her daughter when she wanted to get married.
Flash back off.
"But, ma'am, where am I going to find you?" zharin asked his mother.
"Mother doesn't know where your father is now either, but,-" Mother Zharin stood up and she went into a small room in the house.
Before long the new woman paid to bring a piece of photo, she extended the photo to her daughter.
Behind the photo, there is a graffiti there written a name.
Zharin and Rezi were shocked when they saw the man in the photo.
They look at each other.
Seriate...