MARRIED AN OLD VIRGIN (MY ADOPTED MOTHER)

MARRIED AN OLD VIRGIN (MY ADOPTED MOTHER)
Episode 93


Sunday has arrived.


Adira, Eza, and also Elvis stroll out to spend the day.


The mall became a place for them to find entertainment, they also plan monthly shopping so that now all three are in a Mall the largest in the capital.


Elvis walks between his mother and father, he just follows where his parents take him.


"Mom, we'll get some ice cream!"


"Okay, but then when I go home"


"Okay, Ma!"


"Where are we going?" Eza's hoarding.


"El go to Playground first!" Elvis was impatient.


"By, ayok"


They went down to the ground floor, a favorite place where children gathered with cheerful laughter.


After toping up the cards, Elvis immediately ran towards his favorite player.


Not only Elvis, Adira and Eza also play. Although both have exceeded the age limit, but a couple is busy swiping cards in each game that is different.


After being satisfied playing the three of them continued to the place to eat, hunger after playing and fragrant aroma when passing through the place made them order a menu of Japanese cuisine, this is the first time Elvis ate sushi.


"Mama, is this raw?" He pointed to the salmon sushi.


"Yes, El. It was deliberately made raw, but delicious. El want to try?"


Elvis nodded, and Adira picked up a piece of sushi and fed Elvis the meal.


"How's it?" Waiting for the son's opinion.


Long Elvis chews, suddenly he looks like he wants to vomit.


Adira who saw it moving quickly brought tissue, Elvis took out more food that had entered his mouth.


"El doesn't like it! It feels weird" shudder while sticking out his tongue.


"Yes, El ate this. Topping the cooked meat" Eza picked up another different sushi, feeding Elvis who this time swallowed the food.


"Well, this is good"


"Then this one El ate it all"


And sure enough a serving of sushi is devoured Elvis until it runs out, do not forget he ate the most best seller ramen.


Out of the eating place, the little family went into the supermarket. Eza pushed the trolley while Adira was busy picky.


Elvis ran to the place per Snack right, but when he was about to turn he hit someone to make his tiny body fall.


"Ouch!!!" Screeched Elvis.


The man who was hit turned his head and found the boy sitting on the floor.


"Are you okay, son?" Hands out toward Elvis.


Elvis greeted and stood up, "Nothing, Om. Sorry for accidentally nubruk"


"It's okay, next time be careful"


Elvis nodded and continued his steps.


From a distance the man saw Elvis being approached by a pair of adults, the man frowned when he recognized one of them.


"Mama, El was nubruk people"


"What's? Who?" Adira panic.


"Om Om, Ma. But luckily he didn't fall"


"Geez be careful dong, El"


Eza approached and checked the condition of his son, nothing was abrasive.


"Where's the guy?" Ask Eza.


"Disana" while pointing towards the man.


While the person who was watching them immediately seemed to realize a face that was familiar to him.


The deg!


"Eza?!!" Mumbled.


"Which one, El?" Eza didn't see.


"It looks like it's gone"


"It doesn't have to be in trouble, the important thing is that El apologized, right?"


"Udah, Ma"


"We go shopping, El what do you want? Let us take you"


Now Elvis also walked along with Eza and Adira, not wanting his careless behavior repeated.


***


"No way!!!"


"The kid's still alive???"


"He's... He's Eza's son?"


Out of the supermarket now he made it not because, he had not seen his former sister-in-law, now the man along with a child and adult woman.


"The child may have been the result of his marriage to the woman..."


"But.... The child is old, Eza can not marry quickly after Farita died. I know, that guy really loves Farita"


"Then.... That kid...."


She pulled her hair out, her head throbbing pain thinking this. Something he thought was over appeared unexpectedly.


"I have to make sure! Yeah, I need to find out who that kid really is. Why is he so similar to Eza!!"


"I need to know!"


He went home, turned on his laptop and picked up some files tucked between the other papers.


"Where.... Where....?!! I remember that I kept it here" pulled out the whole thing in the drawer to find the file he was looking for.


"Here we go!" Take a paper with old news.


The forty-year-old sat in his chair, rereading the news he had covered up while it was hot news.


"It's been seven years! How old is the child?" He tried to calculate Elvis' age from his height.


"I should have asked her her age" she said.


Next he typed a name on the laptop, finding out the status of Eza which has been widely spread on various internet.


Looking for the latest data related to the young entrepreneur, but strangely he did not get an interesting report.


"State is still single here"


"There is no news that Eza is remarried" searched until he found a bright spot.


"Who is that woman? The boy called her Mama, she must be her mother. But since when did Eza have a child with that woman"


He twisted his brain into smoke, this puzzle is really confusing.


"Or is it possible that Eza's marriage was held in private?" Presume.


"Adrrghhh....... What exactly happened??!!"


"I'm sure..... I'm sure the boy is Eza's son"


"What is the problem, which woman?!!"


He gathered back the latest data from Eza, even the entire Gibson family he was looking at.


"If the child is Farita's son, then I have to admit it to Eza, what happened"


His hand shook violently, the shadow of the brother who had now gone no more appeared in his brain.


Guilt enveloped the man sitting there, darkness shone in the room, adding to the freezing cold.


He would feel very embarrassed and depraved if indeed the child was a baby seven years ago Farita was born. He will feel guilty for Eza, maybe even Eza will not be able to forgive him.


How does he explain? He no longer had any face for the Gibson family.


Once his family was reluctant to even help find Farita's son, his family had inflicted wounds on the Gibson family's heart.


Their relationship with Farita that seemed bad made his own family as if they did not have responsibility for Farita's baby after the woman died.


The Gibson family is still looking for the boy. I don't know if I found it or not.