My Angel Baby's
looks harmonious

...The MAB by VizcaVida...

...|49. Trying To Open A Locked Heart|...

...Happy reading...

...[•]...

“Stop, don't cry anymore, okay.” said Louis, rubbing both of Angel's cheeks with a vibrating palm and a bead that came to tear. Seeing Angel crying because of his mother, makes Louis can not dwell but regret himself who is not able to make his wife smile happy. “Please, don't cry anymore.” the door that is now staring softly at Angel. “If mama does not want to accept your gift cake, I will finish it.”

Angel tried hard to stop her crying, but when she remembered about the fetus in her womb, she remembered, as a mother she could not help but grieve over the fate of her child who did not receive recognition from her grandmother.

“Honey, horrified me.” said Louis cupped Angel's cheeks and asked Angel to look into his eyes, which actually made him cry again. “I promise, I'll always be with you, okay. I will not leave you and our child, I swear.” said Louis full of confidence so that Angel feel calm beside him. “Please trust me, let's start living together without Hutama status in my name. I will work hard for our new life. I'll find work—”

Unfinished Louis convinces Angel to stay strong and fight together, Louis' phone vibrates. Papa's name appears on the phone display. He clucked, but still answered the call. Perhaps if his mother were to contact him, Louis chose indifference and indifference.

“I talked to papa briefly.”

Angel nodded while wiping her tears as Louis rubbed one side of her wet cheek then got out of the car and walked slightly away from the front hood of the car.

“What's up, pa?” louis asked disinclined, even though he felt strange when talking to his papa.

“Angel pregnant?”

Louis looked down, staring at the black slippers with the Gucci logo he was wearing with a sad look. “Yes, pa. Angel is pregnant. Now the age of the womb is five weeks.” replied Louis slowly. In the end he was able to convey the news to both parents, although Jenita refused the presence of the baby in Angel's womb.

“Ah, thank God for providing countless sustenance to my son.” said Hutama to give thanks to God. Louis could even imagine the expression on his papa's face when saying that. A small smile was imprinted on Louis' lips. “Congratulations yes, nak.”

“Thank you, pa.”

“Stay working at that place. You will become a father, and will have to work harder to finance your son's future.”

Louis was down again.

“Do not give up and remember your struggle so far to raise the name of the television station.”

Is correct. All this time he fought hard to his numbness, and now it will stop suddenly? Maybe it would be the most difficult choice to accept, but he also had to think about the future.

“Cruise with your mama, let papa do the talking.”

Louis looked up at the sky so that his tears would not fall back.

“Thank you, papa.”

***

Hutama walked back inside the house and stood in front of Jenita. His eyes were straight, domineering.

“Now, say what you want, ma?”

Jenita was indifferent, she folded her arms arrogantly in front of her chest with her chin raised high. He did not want to add to his relationship with Hutama just because he had problems with Angel.

“Angel women's good. Look Louis, he loves Angel so much. His gaze was as pure as he looked at Caca first.” cerca Hutama tried to open his wife's hard heart. “And now she's even pregnant with Louis's child. Our grandchildren.”

“Ma. If you hate papa for the massalu you've done, hate papa. Don't vent on others.”

Jenita's heart was flushed. Not wanting to hide anything, her eyes were now fixed on the features of her husband's face that remained handsome inedible age.

“Angel women are kind, independent, and love our son as he is. What's wrong with that? If Louis returns all Angel's kindness?” hutama is still trying to straighten a bundle of tangled threads made by Jenita for Louis and Angel, which relate to her past.

“Papa apologizes if mom still hates papa for what happened at that time. Papa didn't mean to do that. Papa tau, papa is wrong.”

Jenita's eyes turned violent as Hutama brought her back to the dark mass that hurt her so much at the time.

“Yes! Papa is wrong. For this reason, my mother does not want to take off Louis for others, because only she can protect mama.” said Jenita firmly.

Hutama walked closer. She wanted to embrace Jenita who looked vibrating. He regretted betraying the woman he loved so much and had given her two sons he could be proud of. Hutama really regretted ever incised a wound in Jenita's heart that made her woman traumatized.

“Papa apologies—”

“Stop at your place!” shouted Jenita who made Hutama's steps stopped for a moment. Household ulcers that have not fully dried, such as in the peeling again of Jenita's heart. The tears that had dried up now re-wetted his cheeks. “Never touch me!”

Both look compact in the public eye, without them knowing when at home, this is how their relationship really is. Cold, and do not talk to each other, especially until physical contact. Everything they see out there, just a camouflage that the two make to keep each other's good name.

“Why?” tanya Hutama asked for an explanation. “OK now I am the cause of all your hatred of others, especially Angel. I'm the cause of your skepticism towards others, but please, let Louis be happy with his life, Jen.”

If you have mentioned her name like this, Jenita knows very well if Hutama is already at the lowest point of his ego. The man was frustrated.

“Let him live happily with Angel. Give Restu and do'a for them to make their lives calm.” Hutama pinta with glassy eye beads. “If you want to hate me, just hate me. Not them, not Angel. Poor thing, she's pregnant, Jen.”

Jenita lowered both of her arms hanging withered beside the body. He knew that he was wrong to make Louis' relationship with his son's chosen woman complicated. But Jenita was very afraid that Louis would forget and abandon himself. And she also thought, if Angel gave birth to a child for Louis, Jenita was afraid that Louis would forget her. He was afraid of being cast out again just as Hutama had almost turned away from him first. That trauma really made him a vile person. And Jenita was aware of it, completely.

His body staggered and fell on the living room sofa after Hutama scolded him with such a clear sentence. And now, he was trying to rearrange his heart. He wants to rack his brain when Angel is present in front of him with a kind and polite attitude.

In that instant, Jenita's cry broke. Angel is a good girl. Instead, he is the most evil man.

Hutama who saw Jenita crying by hiding her face behind her palm, came over. He sat down next to his wife who looked devastated, then with a doubtful gesture he grabbed Jenita's shoulder. Swiping, then patting it gently.

“We will be grandmothers and grandfathers for two new lives that can make us laugh happily without having to be burdened with all the worldly problems, Jen. First for Rebecca, and second for future child Louis.”

Jenita's getting fucked. He felt increasingly guilty for hurting and also had time to hate an innocent fetus in the womb Angel.

“We accept them. I'm not forcing you to just accept him. At least you try it slowly. Approaching, then embracing. I'm sure Angel will forgive both of us who have—”

“I want to be alone first. Please give me time to myself.”

Hutama moved his palm away from Jenita's shoulder, then stood up and took a few steps back.

“Good. I'm not gonna bother you. Try to open your heart, accept what is already God's destiny.” said Hutama who still continues to give positive directions so that Jenita will open her eyes to the sacred relationship of marriage and the oath of loyalty that Angel and Louis said. “Think well of the future of both of them if you have to live hardship because there is no blessing from you. Let alone their child who is in fact our grandson.”

Jenita's downcast.

“Do you have the heart, seeing an innocent baby to be hated by someone who should love and love him? Do you have the heart, if he has started to understand later, he knows if hated by his own grandmother? I know that you are a very kind and understanding person who is also easy to sympathize with.

“So I beg you, thank them for being in our family. Being among our affection.” []