My Amazing Husband's
Don't hurt my Mama

Marisa just let go of her husband to the porch. Marisa was about to check her plants that seemed to have just fallen, she was immediately shocked when she saw a black car stop in front of the fence of her house. A man got out of the car and opened the door for a man with his cane. Yes, he was Grandpa Darma, and the old man got out of his car.

Marisa started pounding, trying her hardest to neutralize her heartbeat. What else does the old man want? What are you threatening again this time?

Marisa does not move from her position, there is no intention to open the minimalist fence that she has locked it. He was still thinking, how to get away from Grandpa Darma. Marisa then reached into her pocket, trying to find a flat object that might save her from danger. Safe, his phone's in his pocket. He then inhaled as much oxygen as possible, filling the oxygen supply in his lungs, as well as to neutralize his heartbeat.

"Are you going to just shut up and not open the door?" snapped the man full of gray hair.

Marisa flinched from her daydream, she walked slowly towards the front fence with her heart still beating fast, her body even shaking, maybe because of Grandpa Darma's clash or it could be because she was too nervous.

Marisa reached into the key in her pocket, and with her hands still shaking she tried to unlock the lock of the fence. Half-dead he tried, but the hand that kept shaking made him unfocused, until the object with a keychain-shaped car-mobilan was released from his hand.

"You weren't fed to my granddaughter?" asked Grandpa Darma, in such an intimidating tone.

Marisa immediately took the key, then tried to reopen the lock and succeeded. He breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately pushed the iron fence.

"Sorry, and please come in." Marisa then took Grandpa Darma and her bodyguards in, but the bodyguard dressed all in black was just waiting on the porch chair.

Grandfather Darma walked into the house, passing through the terrace so well maintained. Elvan's house has been alive ever since Marisa came back, and Grandpa Darma is aware of it.

"Please sit down Cake, I'll make you a drink for Grandpa" said Marisa respectfully, then she lowered her head to leave for a while to the kitchen.

"Make ginger tea" Grandpa Darma ordered as Marisa had just turned her back to the kitchen.

Marisa who heard the request or could be called by the order then turned around, then she nodded with a faint smile. Until finally he walked quickly to his kitchen, making ginger tea according to the wishes of his grandfather-in-law.

Ginger tea made by Marisa was ready, complete with some pastries that Marisa made herself some time ago.

"It's a cake, please drink." Marisa placed the cup filled with tea on Grandpa Darma's front desk.

"Why so lonely? Did you hide them all so I wouldn't take them from you?" asked Grandpa Darma after checking the passing time of the clock on his right wrist.

Marisa swallowed her saliva with great difficulty. "Mas Elvan went back to the Kek workshop, when the kids were sleeping," said Marisa trying not to be nervous.

"Emm well, later after they wake up I can take her." Grandpa Darma then grabbed a cup of tea, then sipped warm tea mixed with ginger. It was very warm, and Grandpa Darma liked it so much, exactly the same made by his late wife.

"I'm not gonna let Grandpa take them, they're my kids." Marisa looked at her husband's grandfather.

"Why?" ask Grandpa Darma who now enjoys a cake made by Marisa.

This woman is smart to make food.

"Because I gave birth to them, even if Grandpa killed me, it won't change the fact that I'm more entitled to them than Grandpa." Marisa stared intently at the casually dressed man in front of her, Marisa's eyes had already started to blush, holding back the anger in her heart.

"Mama…. Where's mama?" the hoarse voice of the little boy who went down the stairs, looking for where his mother was.

"Ma…. Zea's thirsty Ma, where's Mama?" The girl kept calling her mother.

Marisa's pounding, her heart's getting worse, her eyes are deliberately sinking, in her heart praying, lest Grandpa Darma find her daughter.

"here…. Your mother is here." Grandpa Darma who also heard the little girl's cry replied, he also wanted to see firsthand how his granddaughter's face was.

"Mama…. Whose mom is it?" asked Zea who was still walking slowly down the stairs.

"I beg you not to do this" said Marisa, who began to shed tears, she was so frightened that she had to be separated from her children.

"Mama…. Mama why?" ask Zea who found her mother.

"You're Zea?" Grandpa Darma smiled when he saw that Zea was a mess because she had just woken up, her hair was so messed up.

"Who is this grandfather?" ask Zea who has never seen Grandpa Darma before.

"If Zayn calls him Grandpa Uyut, Zea can also call Grandpa Uyut, here." Grandpa Darma hinted his hand for Zea to come closer to him.

Zea looked at Marisa, the little girl did not dare to approach Grandpa Darma without her mother's consent. Marisa just kept silent and did not respond.

"Sorry Kek, but if Mama does not allow Zea, Zea does not want to be close to Grandpa," replied the little girl honestly, he then grabbed Marisa's body which then immediately cried in the warm arms of her daughter.

Zayn who had also woken up followed Zea, however, the little man found his twin brother hugging his crying Mama. He then ran to hug Marisa, the handsome boy who had just woken up found his great-grandfather there.

"Mama why?" ask Zayn worried. "What did Grandpa Uyut do with my Mama?"

"Grandpa's only here to see Zayn and Zea, but your mama seems to be a crybaby" said Grandpa Darma who did not feel guilty.

"Don't hurt my mom, I won't want to be Grandpa's granddaughter again if Grandpa's still evil." Zayn was really angry, his hands started to clench strongly.

Marisa who saw her son so angry finally wiped away her tears, then tightly hugged Zayn and Zea.

But Zayn still stared at Grandpa Darma with piercing sharp eyes.

"Marisa, Grandpa's here to apologize to you, Grandpa just wants to meet Zayn and Zea. Don't get me wrong" Grandpa Darma said after seeing the piercing gaze from Zayn.

Marisa was shocked to hear Grandpa Darma's words. However, his heart did not want to believe the words of the man who had destroyed his life.

Grandpa Darma got up from her seat, then approached Marisa and her children who were at the end of the sofa opposite her seat earlier.

"Marisa, forgive all Grandpa's deeds so far, Grandpa is sorry. Maybe you won't be able to forgive Grandpa, but Grandpa is really sorry Marisa." Grandpa Darma embraces the body of Marisa who is still hugging her two children.

"I'm sorry Grandpa Zayn…. Forgive Grandpa Zea…." Grandpa Darma gently rubbed Zea's still messy hair.

"Did Grandpa not lie?" asked Zea innocently.

"No, dear Zea…. You look so much like your Grandma" replied Grandpa Darma who observed Zea's pretty face.

"What does Grandpa Zea mean by granny?"

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