Marrying the Driver's Child
CHAPTER 66
“She is the woman in the cafe who swears my drink,”, I said when I saw the face of a woman whose face was still swollen with tears.
The woman was crying in Papa's room, but what made her cry?
“Kimmy let's talk outside.” Papa pulled my right arm a little rough.
“Kimmora Calista Ardiansyah.” The woman mentioned my full name, made me stop my steps and let Papa's hand off my hand.
I walked up to the woman, who was she really? How does he know my full name?
I watched the sobbing woman. As I recall I never met him, let alone until I became acquainted.
“Whose you?” ask me while continuing to walk slowly approaching him.
“Kimmora, are you here to talk to papa?” ask Papa who is standing there
behind me.
“Mistress, I asked you who? How do you know my full name?” I stopped right in front of this woman, but her reaction was only silent and sobbing.
“Kimmora she's a nobody.” Papa pulled back my right arm.
“Why? Who's she?” I stared at this brown bead that always pisses me off.
Papa won't let go of his grip on my arm, but Papa is now screaming for his secretary. “Call Arsen here!” papa orders when his secretary quickly opens the door to Papa's room.
“Go and never come back! Your arrival will only hurt Kimmora!” papa's orders to the woman.
“Papa stop! What exactly is going on? Who is this woman? Is she my mama?” ask me with eyes that continue to glare at Papa, then I release Papa's grip back on my arm.
“I am not your real mama, but I can tell you where she is now,” said the woman.
I was stunned to hear the woman's words. Mamma. I can find Mama.
“Sabila!” snapped Papa.
The woman who seemed to be named Sabila wiped her tears.
“Where is my mama, Mistress?”
The woman walked over to me. His hand lifted and rubbed my cheek, he cried again. His treatment confused me even more.
“If you want to know your mama's face, look auntie! She and aunt have the same face.” The woman who claimed to be my aunt hugged me.
However, the new fact I heard from Papa made me tremble violently. Is it true that Mama left me for another man?
“Kimmora, your mom is now in Surabaya. Just a few months ago, he moved there. Previously your mom lived in America.” Aunt Sabila broke her embrace and cupped my face with both hands.
“Together with the man,” Papa said. “When I knew all about him. My kids don't need a woman like.”
“Yes I know, but Sabrina is still Kimmora and Darren's birth mama, that's all you have to remember, Mas.”
Just as Aunt Sabila finished her sentence, I was again startled by the voice behind me.
“Kim, Pa,” greet the very man I sound like.
I looked to see it. I saw Arsen standing in the doorway.
“Arsen. My mom will meet, Arsen.” I ran in Arsen's arms. Hugs from my husband always make me feel comfortable.
I don't want to see Papa or Aunt Sabila. I want to hide in Arsen's arms. Luckily, Arsen immediately returned my embrace. He rubbed my back, channeling a sense of comfort that I really needed at this time.
“This whole thing is my fault, Mas.”
I can still hear Aunt Sabila's voice even though I'm hiding in the chest of the Arsen field.
“Sorry, Pa. We better talk while sitting down,” said Arsen who still hugged me. “Let's sit down first, Kim!” Arsen led me to sit on the sofa. Then, Papa and Aunt Sabila also followed.
“Arsen, you know Kimmora has a trauma in the past that made her lose all her memories in childhood,” said Papa who sat on the right side of the sofa, facing off against Aunt Sabila.
Arsen nodded in understanding, then held me back. “I know, Pa,” answered.
“Kimmora have trauma? What really happened?”
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