Marrying Sergeant Major
~ 61 ~

Lala's face had already come back carefree as she woke up in her father's arms. His smile was even wider when playing and joking in the living room while I was cooking for dinner

Bima and I agreed not to discuss Lala's departure with her real mother and aunt until we finished dinner.

Of course we do not want to ruin Lala's happiness after being in the thickets of sadness and anxiety.

"Mother!" Shouted Lala.

"Yes, son!"

There's no more confirmation from him, maybe he's just checking my whereabouts.

Finished cooking, I stepped into the living room intending to ask my husband and son for dinner. I saw Lala in her father's lap watching her favorite pony on the laptop.

During watching the pony animation, Lala was really spoiled on Bima mas. I love the closeness between my son and father.

I sat on the arm of the sofa and said "His horse will continue, yes, we have dinner first"

"A little while now bun" said Lala without seeing me.

I also patiently waited for the child and father who were still focused on staring at the screen fourteen inches wide.

After ten minutes, Lala turned her head and looked up to look at me, which I then returned with a smile.

"Can you eat now?" soft ask.

Suddenly, while nodding Lala extended her small hand.

"Just carry the father" said Mas Bima as I was about to receive a small hand Lala.

"No way, take a sling"

"It's already heavy" Bima mas clicked the cursor on the exit icon.

"You carry your mother" kekehnya do not want to obey.

There was no other choice I grabbed Lala's body and then took her to the dining room.

Until my steps arrived at the place I was headed, Bima mas who had also followed my steps, immediately sat in his chair. I also deftly serve the child and father as usual when at the dinner table.

We ate occasionally at the side of the laughter, meaning that Lala could be more separated from the incident that happened to her earlier this afternoon.

Although I was disturbed by the curiosity that continued to undermine and disturb the peace of my brain, but I had to hold back until the time was right to talk to my daughter.

Half an hour passed, finished eating, and Bima brought Lala back to the living room. While I clean the dining table and clean the dishes as well as the kitchen.

I headed straight to where Lala was once I finished my work.

"Mother" called Lala when she saw me stepping up to her.

"Mother sit here"

I was sitting next to Lala who is now coloring a picture of the mountains handmade in Bima.

"Good, good look"

"Yes, who's drawing?"

"Father bun"

I did not dare to disturb Bima who was concentrating on the dealine. Two weeks off, his work may pile up.

"This is the sun in orange love what is yellow bun?"

"Orange mix nice yellow, La"

While coloring, I tried to fish by asking because my curiosity can no longer tolerate.

"So Lala was taken to where onty Gesya was?" I was a little doubtful actually.

Hearing my question, Bima who was focused on her laptonya immediately glanced at me sharply. I used to be so afraid of his gaze, even my heart almost fell out of place if Bima looked at me that sharp, but not anymore.

In that instant, Bima and I were both waiting for Lala's answer.

"Lala does not like to walk the same onty Gesya" he said stopping coloring activities. "Onty Gesya evil, he had told Lala that the mother was not Lala's parent, onty said later Arimbi's mother would leave, and Lala would stay with her onty Hana, onty Hana is Lala's true mother. Onty also said that the mother was an evil stepmother like in a Cinderella fairy tale that was told the same mother Lisa fit in at school"

Obviously Lala at length.

"Onty Gesya said that, son?"

"Yes" said Lala, then as usual he took his place on my lap. "Onty also told me his pot of father onty Hana again hugging"

"Said onty Gesya, father does not love to mother, father unfortunately to onty Hana, eat it father hug onty Hana"

My view with mas Bima automatically met. Realizing my different facial expressions, Bima immediately folded her laptop and joined her sitting on the floor in a cross-legged position.

"That's not true, son" Sanggah mas Bima, his hand outstretched stroking Lala's hair. Lala turned to look at her father with a pushy look.

"But Lala look at the same father's photo onty Hana"

"The photo is also not just one, well" added Lala sad. "There's a lot of well, same photo that onty Hana's big belly. Onty Gesya said that the photo onty Hana again contains Lala in the stomach, father also kissed her forehead onty Hana. Lala look at it"

"What is the onty Gesya La story?" I asked, and Lala nodded immediately.

"Onty Hana where it fits onty Gesya tell the photos to Lala"

"Onty Hana near Lala, onty Hana had talked to onty Gesya so as not to tell Lala, but onty Gesya wayward, did not want to hear the talk onty Hana"

Reflek, I bite my own lips firmly.

"It's okay, bun, if you don't love your mother" This child cupped my face full of love. "Lala promised Lala would love to continue with Mother Arimbi. Let's just say I hug you and kiss onty Hana. Later Lala who hugs the same kiss mother. Kan Lala dear mother a lot"

"Dad also dear mother, La" sela mas Bima fended off Lala's prejudice.

"If dear mother, why do you hug her kiss to onty Hana, why never kiss your mother if you love your mother?"

Long enough Lala was silent while fixedly staring at Bima mas, maybe she was digesting well the question sentence from her father. The girl in front of me nodded while saying. "Dad want to kiss mommy?"

"Can?" ask Bima back.

Instead of answering the father's question, Lala's gaze turned to me."Mommy wants to, kiss Daddy?"

I also nodded while smiling.

Without a cue, Bima immediately shifted her seat and wrapped her hands on my shoulders. He peeped at the top of my head in front of his daughter.

"Dad dear mother, bun" Mas Bima looked at me intensely. "Dear mother father?" Bima continued to ask.

"Darling" I replied softly.

"Lala see, don't you, you and your mother love each other?"

Lala nodded in response to Bima. But nodding his head is like keeping a question or I don't know. His reaction was untrue when he found out that Bima and I had slept in one room.

While my own mind was traveling while remembering Lala's sentences just now.

I'm sure what Gesya showed must be an old photo stored on his phone. But I was a little surprised, from the story of Bima mas, that Mbak Hana who had been exhausted talking, but when hearing the story of Lala, it was Gesya who deliberately told Lala.

Is it possible that the woman was upset to see my affection with Bima mas when she asked for permission to take Lala?

His heart must have been burning, then venting his jealousy on the little boy.

Then Hana's own mom? Was she also involved in poisoning her own child's brain?

"Dad" Call Lala, give me my daydream. My pair of irises reflexively scanned the faces of Bima and Lala alternately.

"Yes?"

"Why is Dad hugging onty Hana?"

Mas Bima was like a confusion, from his facial expression it was very obvious that he could not answer his daughter's question.

Her father Lala looked at me, and I understood her gaze. Through the look in his eyes, he seemed to ask my opinion whether to tell Lala.

And I nodded to support his intentions.

"La" said Mas Bima then grabbed Lala's hand.

"First, the same father onty Hana was married, and what he said onty Gesya was true. Mother Arimbi is not Lala's mother" Mas Bima seemed to stop for a moment to take a breath. "Onty Hana was Lala's mother, but onty Hana went and gave Lala to Arimbi's mother"

"Mas" I honestly objected to Bima's explanation, but quickly Bima asked me to remain silent.

"I will to handle it, Bi. Okay!"

I also locked my mouth, not daring to refute his words.

"Why was Lala given to Arimbi's mother, huh?" Lala's voice came back I heard.

"Because mother Arimbi really love Lala"

"But why onty Gesya said that you don't love Lala?"

"Keep Lala believes the same onty Gesya?"

"No, right mother emang dear to Lala, mother already accompanied Lala, already masakin food for Lala, mother also already accompanied Lala bobo"

"If so, Lala did not have to think about the onty Gesya talk"

"So onty Hana is also Lala's parent?"

"Yes son" said Mas Bima briefly.

Lala's gaze was directed back at me.

"Bun"

"Yes dear"

"Lala does not want to stay with onty Hana, but onty Gesya maksa-maksa, said onty Gesya the bad guy like mother Arimbi should stay alone, later onty Hana would invite Lala to stay with her. Lala does not want to bun, Lala wants to stay with her mother and father"

Jesus, what did Gesya say? Why is it getting complicated?

"Said onty Gesya, there will be police who will pick Lala up to stay with onty Hana. Lala doesn't want to bun, Lala's afraid of the police"

"No son" I said to him. Then take her into my arms.

"Lala was afraid that she wouldn't stay with her mother"

This kid is really comfortable and protected with me.

When I hugged while peeping Lala's head, Bima's mas grabbed me to lean on her chest. The man hugged me and then kissed me on the forehead.

"Healthy and happy always yes, unfortunately father. I promise I'll keep Lala with Arimbi's mother"

"Daddy dear mother same Lala means?" lala said with a muffled voice.

"Sure, son"

"Don't you love onty Hana?"

"No. Now I'm unfortunately just the same mother and Lala"

Lala further tightened her circle of hands on my stomach.

"Lala dear mother, Lala does not want to separate from mother"

"Mother too son"

Seriate.