MARRIED AN OLD VIRGIN (MY ADOPTED MOTHER)
Episode 24

Instead of enlivening the celebration of Elvis' return, now they are all busy persuading the seven-year-old to not cry too long.

Those who saw so worried and heartless, all blamed Eza who acted without a second thought. And the man is now silent without doing anything, confused himself made.

A toy does not make Elvis melt even for a moment, but they have high expectations if Elvis will be happy with all the latest toys they have prepared.

"Oh, baby, don't cry anymore. Later Oma told people to bring Mama Adira here" said Tari to calm Elvis who was crying shock.

"Mah!" Eza wanted to protest, but was powerless when her mother gave a sharp look.

"Don't just protest! Do something so that your child stops crying" he said, making Eza not wince because he was confused what to do.

"El want it now! El want Mama Adira here... Anyway now!" Tukas Elvis insisted.

"Dear, we tell people to pick up Adira's mom soon. Already yes, El do not cry continue dong. Oma so sad to see it" lirih Tari put on a sad face, could not bear to see a child who was crying looking for the existence of his mother, dance can feel what was being felt by the grandson.

"But.... You have to promise to bring Adira's mom here!" Demand him ask for a deal, don't want to be lied to easily.

"Of course, dear El don't cry anymore. Now that El must be tired, Oma has prepared food and a bedroom for El. El must be hungry, right? We eat yu?"

Although he does not have an appetite but Elvis admitted that he was already very nervous, crying turned out to spend a lot of energy, but he was also embarrassed if he accepted the offer.

"We're all hungry, too, and El will eat with us?" Said the woman who was none other than Eza's cousin.

Embarrassed Elvis nodded his head, he also wiped away the tears that flooded his entire face. Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief, they hurriedly prepared for the dining room.

Leaving Eza still pensive on the sofa.

***

The night was increasingly cold, plus the situation was suddenly quiet even though only left by one person.

After today's incident, Adira was just busy crying and daydreaming a lot. Even Adira did not want to leave Elvis' room, but the more Adira was there the more his heart felt like being hit by thousands of arrows.

The arrival of Arumi and her family also does not make Adira feel better, the middle-aged woman immediately glided when she got a call from one of Adira's neighbors if the woman was experiencing a big problem.

They all decided to contact Adira's relatives who they knew was Arumi, of course after asking for her phone number.

And after hearing a more detailed explanation, Arumi was increasingly shocked to hear the news, he also did not expect if Elvis' real family was still there.

Arumi also suddenly joined in crying, how not, Elvis already he considered as his own grandson. Many moments of himself with the child, hearing this very sudden news made Arumi even sobbing and added to the sad atmosphere.

"Why not tell me from the beginning with Auntie, Ra? Maybe Auntie can help by reporting the person" Arumi said regretting the delay.

"Just for free, he will still take Elvis" said Adira looking straight ahead, her chest bloated like holding tightness.

Arumi increasingly crying bitterly, if Adira is so resigned, it means it can not be fought again, considering the sacrifice of Adira who never messed around.

"Hiks..... The patient, Ra. Forgive Aunt can not do much, you do not feel alone, we will always be there for you" he asserted trying to encourage Adira in the midst of this adversity.

Adira shook her head in her daydream, she did not want her sadness to make others feel guilty, had enough of her who felt failed for no other.

"Adira won't bother you anymore... Aunty and family have been very helpful to Adira" he said with a buzzing nose voice.

"What are you talking about, Ra? You never trouble anyone" Elak Arumi.

"Then.... What are your plans ahead? Ye.... Still have intentions of meeting Elvis, right?" Arumi was curious what Adira would do after this, because there was no way Adira would live life smoothly as usual after losing her future.

Adira pensively asked Arumi, if the answer is "dead" is the right choice? Because Adira does not know which path he should take.

"A-adira...... Adira just wants to meet El, Aunt" he said, although for the last time, Adira just wants to hug the child until his body is satisfied.

"You can do it, Ra. Auntie will help you if that's what you want. We're going to meet Elvis"

But seconds later Adira remembered one thing that was increasingly a barrier for him.

"Adira doesn't know where El lives now, A-adira..... Does not have the address of the man" said Adira only realized if he did not have time to ask for the address of the residence of Elvis's biological family.

"What's wrong, we can find out for ourselves" Arumi said while holding one of Adira's hands, then told Adira to stay at her house tonight.

"Tonight you're staying at Aunt's house, huh? Aunty does not calm down to leave you alone here" she asked worried about Adira's situation.

Again Adira shook her head in denial, "No Aunt, Adira wants to be here"

"But son, your condition is not okay"

"Adira's fine..." He said, even so who would believe Adira is fine if now the eyes are swollen, the body is lethargic, and the face pale is seen very clearly.

"If you don't want your aunt to stay here, Auntie will take care of you tonight" she chose to look for other ways, like a mother who worries about her own daughter, he will never calm down to let Adira without anyone's supervision.

"Tante don't push yourself, Adira's fine. Poor Om if Aunt isn't home"

"But leaving you Aunt will definitely keep thinking"

"Adira will contact Auntie if anything happens, now Aunt must rest because it is very late. Don't make your husband and auntie's children worry, don't make your family crack by thinking too much about us. Adira please.... A-adira, Adira just doesn't want to lose anymore" tears fall back, making Arumi unable to force. Finally he relented and gave Adira some time of his own.