
"No way! This must be a dream!"
While muttering, two of Jiwo's wives continued to stare at the person who got off the bus and stepped towards Jiwo's house. The two women then went back in but only briefly to tell something to the one inside.
"What's wrong? Why are you guys so surprised? Who's coming?" cerca Alfas.
With a stutter Alena replied. "My father's coming!"
"What!"
"Yes, my parents are coming" Anum continued.
Everyone seems surprised. Jiwo who was still lying down got up and stood up. While Anum and Alena just go back to the living room and open the door immediately.
"Dad!" alena shouted in the language of their country. A middle-aged lung man who was stepping straight away stopped hearing the voice of someone he knew. The man immediately looked at the woman who was walking quickly towards him. "Dad!"
"Chao!" the man shouted as he realized who was calling him. "Look! My boy!"
The father and son hugged each other with tears in their eyes.
"Look! Is this you, son?"
"Yes, Dad. It's me, Chau, father's son!"
"Yes God! We finally met, son. Thank you, God."
Their crying broke. Not only Alena and her father, Jiwo's other wives were one by one scattering to welcome the arrival of their family members. Someone met both parents. Someone met one of them..Someone met his brother.
"Mother! The father! hicks ..."
"Nguyen, it's you!"
The atmosphere of haru instantly ambushed Jiwo's home page. Many tearful eyes witnessed the unexpected meeting of parents and their child. Jiwo who was well-dressed, seemed silent with glassy eyes.
"Sorry, Mr. Jiwo, we are from the embassy and came suddenly," said a man who approached Jiwo on the porch of his house.
"It's okay, sir," Jiwo replied briefly. His heart still rumbled to see the one lying in front of his house.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiwo. The wife of the other father where? Does it seem like there is less?"
"Oh yeah, the others at uncle's house were playing. I'll call you later," Jiwo replied and then he asked for help to the neighbors who participated in watching the incident at Jiwo's house. With a quick step, the neighbor headed to uncle Jiwo's house.
"Mother, told to go home by Jiwo," said the neighbor as soon as he arrived at his destination.
"Come home?"
"Yes, Mom. In the house of many guests. Where's the guest on the cry again."
"Well! On a cry, what happened?"
"What!"
Jiwo's mother and three wives just went home as soon as they heard the news from their neighbors. Mother even told her three daughters-in-law to walk quickly to get home. While Mom, choose to walk slowly because of age.
"Mother!" exclaimed one of Jiwo's wives who just came from the uncle's house.
"Preng!"
"Mother!"
"Preng!"
The two women of different ages immediately hugged each other to release longing with loud tears. Likewise with Jiwo's other wife who just came. They do not know the language they use. The scene that happened was very interesting for anyone who saw it.
Because of the selfishness of a group of people, they must separate and be scattered. They have to suffer only because they are a minority. It is certain from behind the meeting, there will be many sad stories that they share with each other.
Jiwo then told their guests to enter the house and let his wife chat with their family members to let each other miss. Jiwo sat down with four people from the embassy.
"By the way, do they know where, sir, their son is here?"
"From the television show you attended, Mr. Jiwo."
"Where's the story?"
People from the embassy then tell the chronology until they find the parents of each wife Jiwo. Not an easy move, the embassy gathered them all together. But with good intentions to help others and also thanks to the help of indigenous people. Finally, in a fairly short time, the embassy managed to gather people who had something to do with wife Jiwo's wife.
"Thank you, sir. Has helped my wife find their family" Jiwo said sincerely.
"It's our job, Mr. Jiwo. Although less than perfect but at least there's news between them."
"I guess the conflict hasn't settled yet, sir?"
"It is being pursued through peaceful means, Mr. Jiwo. Even our President also intervened in the peace efforts of both parties."
Jiwo looks manggu mangosteen. "Hopefully the process is quick, sir. Asians of the refugees if in time, they can later be scattered as well."
"Well, the fate of no one knows, Mr. Jiwo. Hopefully nothing like what happened to your wife, sir?"
"Aamiin's."
"But Mr Jiwo, what are you going to do? If their parents ask your wife to come with them?"
The deg!
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