
Meanwhile, at Mr. Heri's residence.
Bu Dita sat on the edge of Imelda's bed while stroking the top of her head. After a rude rejection by Chandra's family that day, Imelda fell ill. Even until now the girl did not want to touch the food.
"Son, eat first, yeah. Don't you feel sorry for your baby? He must be starving, son. What she absorbs from your body, if you just don't want to touch your food in the slightest," said Bu Dita with her eyes fixed on Imelda.
"Leave, Mom. Let Imelda and this baby die so Chandra will regret what he did" Imelda replied in a very weak voice. His eyes were still perfectly closed.
Bu Dita sobbed to hear Imelda's words. Her feelings as a mother crumbled after hearing the words that came out of the lips of the child. Even though Imelda has made such a big mistake because it has tarnished the good name of her family. However, he still could not hate his own son.
"You can't say that, son. No, pity your baby." The cry of Bu Dita was getting broken, the beak woman even to the extent she made it.
"Already, Mom. I don't have to worry about Imelda and this baby. Chandra doesn't care about our fate anyway" said Imelda.
Ms. Dita could only cry as she pleased. He was no longer able to speak. That night Bu Dita continued to accompany Imelda who was still reluctant to touch her food even though her condition was very weak.
The middle-aged woman continued to keep watch. Almost a full night he did not sleep and what was on his mind at that time was only one, how to get Imelda to be cheerful again as before.
Chequek!
Ms. Dita heard the sound of a room door being opened by someone. The middle-aged woman immediately turned to the door and it turned out that Mr. Heri entered the room and then approached her.
"How are things, Mom?" ask Mr. Heri while holding the shoulder of the Wife.
"This is how it is, Dad. I saw for myself, didn't even touch her favorite food" said Bu Dita, sobbing.
Mr. Heri breathed heavily. He was actually very sad to see the situation of Imelda like that. But how else. The arrogant Great Sir's big family did not even want to be responsible to his only daughter.
"Mom better rest. I don't want you to get sick just because you're looking after Imelda." Mr. Heri stroked the top of Bu Dita's head.
"What about Imelda?"
"There's still a Auntie, Mom. Let Auntie take the place of Mom for a while."
"All right, Dad."
Before leaving the room, Ms. Dita had placed her warm kiss on Imelda's forehead. After that he immediately came out of the room and was followed by Mr. Heri from behind.
The beak woman tried to rest her already tired body. Although the woman's body was very tired, but her eyes refused to be invited to sleep. With great difficulty Bu Dita tried to close his eyes so that he could fall asleep for a moment, but still could not.
. . .
Time has shown at 9am. Heri went to work early in the morning. After asking for help from the servants to guard Imelda, Bu Dita was prepared to go to the residence of the Great Sir and Bu Kirana.
Bu Dita asked Mr. Driver to take him to the residence of Mr. Agung and Mr. Driver immediately drove his car to the destination.
"Hopefully Ms. Kirana can understand because she is also a woman. It was impossible for her to not understand how Imelda was currently positioned," Inner Bu Dita.
It did not take long, the car that carried Bu Dita arrived in front of the gate of the luxurious house owned by Bu Kirana.
"Sir, wait a minute here, yes," said Bu Dita before he went out of his car.
"Good, Mom."
Slowly Ms. Dita approached the gate that stood firmly before her. One of the security guards who yesterday had expelled his small family, immediately approached the middle-aged woman.
"Well what else are you here for? Didn't it sound very clear what our Master and Madam said yesterday? Or do you want us to remind him again?" resounding.
"No, I remember. But ... I beg you, please tell Miss Kirana that I want to talk to her. This time I promise I won't make a fuss in this house again. Please ...." Ms. Dita even put her hands together in front of the security guards.
The security guards began to fall. One of them is willing to convey the wishes of Bu Dita to his employer. The man ran into the magnificent house and met Miss Kirana who was relaxing while typing her expensive mobile phone.
"Mrs Kirana, outside is Ms. Dita. Mr. Heri's wife who ran amok here yesterday."
"What?!" pekik Bu Kirana's. "Well what else is he here to do, to insult us again? Basic women do not know themselves," he continued with an annoyed face.
"He said he wanted to talk to you, Madam, and he also promised not to make a fuss."
Miss Kirana seems to be thinking hard. He was still upset with the woman, especially Mr. Heri who had insulted his family. Ms. Kirana came to the glass window of her house and peeked at Bu Dita who was still standing in front of the gate of her house with a tangled face.
"All right, let him in. But you must be but watchful. I don't want what happened yesterday to happen again" he said.
"Okay, Madam."
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