
"Mama..." Sarah opened her voice, sounding soft and firm, at Mytha who was glaring at her.
"Go home.it's time for you to rest at home, to retire quietly. You don't have to work and think hard, the world is only temporary. Sally needs mama more than anyone now..." Slowly the sentence was said Sarah, full of sympathies.
"I can't take it with all this...!" Mytha raised her hand, her reddened face was so angry.
"Mama, I'm doing this to save a company that has been a pioneer with great difficulty. It's not that you don't deserve to be here, but you're not the right person to manage this complicated world of work. Quit your habit of betting at the gambling table because no one can really get rich without working hard. Gambling only sells the dream of waiting for the time of defeat to pick up, without my mother realizing it then.then everything is not left alone anymore." Sarah's words sound flat without emotion.
"Who are you Sarah? Who are you to advise me?" Mytha growls.
"I am your son, a child has the right to be a reminder if his parents are wrong. Although my mother never considered me a child, I never forgot that it was my mother who allowed me to be cared for in this world. Regardless of the motive behind it. Mama is the only person in the world that I can call my mom, even though we never get close and sometimes cross opinions, even though sometimes I am angry and disappointed in my mom, she said, but I could never hate my mom." So softly Sarah spoke, her bright eyes sparkling warmly.
"I never thought you were Sarah's son, don't be too happy...! I raised you just to avenge all my grudges on your father, Winarta! I picked you up without any affection at all, never dream that I was your mother! Your mother died giving birth to you!!!" Mytha cried out like a possessed man, her hands outstretched full of wrath. But, his eyes were crying, his tears spilled as he uttered all those hateful tones.
Sarah was stunned, her legs were riveted. Her warm eyes did not seem to cool or angry when she heard all the words that came out of Mytha's mouth.
Yes, Sarah was full of rejection, Sarah was used to the words that hurt her ears, her tears were no longer easy to shed just because of the oath. Sarah is a strong woman who is wrought with so much sadness and disappointment, nothing else can affect her.
"Look at the state of mama now.The wrinkles on your face already look like graffiti, mama is not a person who is destined to be able to do hard and heavy work like this... maybe the excessive parties also make mama tired.mama need to rest and take good care of mama. Praying and being diligent in church might give you peace." Sarah continued to speak with concern, no matter the eyes of Mytha who did not accept her words.
"Stop!!! Stop talking, Sarah!!!" Mytha covered her ears with both hands, her tears rushing down, for whatever reason, but she did not want to let down the selfishness and arrogance of her face.
"Mama should have stopped. There is no point in constantly torturing yourself with hatred and hurting your heart by maintaining a grudge. The feeling of resentment that you think is right because of your disappointment with your unfulfilled wishes, you do not realize has hurt many people so far, he said, even mama has sacrificed her family and happiness for the sake of mama's mistaken ambitions. Papa, Sally, my father and I. We are the victims who have to endure the destruction and pain of my mother's heartache which is completely unreasonable. It's my mom who has to stop before things don't get saved." Sarah's face looked so hard in her calmness. Sarah had reached the point of supreme self-acceptance, when hurt and heartache no longer held her vengeance. He forgave those who hurt him in his own way.
"I hate you Sarah, like I hate Winarta, like I hate your dead mother, like..." Mytha's fiery words of hatred floated like a confused person, not even being able to dive into the hatred she had said herself.
"Sarah.I'm not your mama.I don't have a child like you.I never wanted you." Mytha's lips quivered, her tears did not break out.
"Whatever you say, I never lost my respect for you. Go home, ma. I forgive all that has happened just as I apologize and forgive my mother for my shortcomings and incompetence as a child." Sarah tied her hands together in front of her chest as if asking for a wish.
"And.I will still show my devotion to my mother as a child who is obliged to take care of her parents, the inheritance of the father who lives now, I know that my mother has been pawned. I have redeemed the house, so you do not worry about anything, it is the house of the mother.mama will stay there until anytime. All the house expenses, the needs of the mother, until the salary of the house assistants, I will pay it every month.
You just have to stay in it quietly. Spending your old age quietly and happily..."
With a sweet smile on Sarah's lips, she said the words sincerely even though Mytha's eyes didn't blink at her with her mouth half open.
"I'm sorry, ma. If you need help moving your personal belongings from the office, you can call Dea or Rian, they're on standbye at the office today. Don't forget lunch, ma. Keep health. See you soon, if there's any free time I'll take my husband and Rae to see mom." Sarah bowed respectfully and turned slowly to leave the room, leaving Mytha speechless.
She expressed her hatred for Sarah, but when Sarah returned softly and without anger, Mytha was completely unable to do anything.
Mytha sat in her chair, her body trembling, her mouth comat kamit as if she wanted to say something but no words came out of it. Even the oath cannot be expended. Only the tears that flooded his cheeks were completely out of his control.
(Nothing good results from a grudge...Evil is repaid with good, is there anything higher than that...? the hatred of love, is there anything more glorious than that? 🙏)
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