
With more and more tears, Zaniah looked so pitiful. He walked up to the in-law and sat his body right in front of the woman's in-laws. Mamah Wuri looked confused he looked down to see Zaniah down there.
"I'm sorry, Mah. I chose Mas Firhan to marry Lillia instead of the lady of choice. I was wrong, Mah. Ii'm sorry. But now Mamah need not worry, because here in my stomach there is a true grandson Mas Firhan's successor later."
The shock felt endless, not yet finished the shock of hearing the confession of Zaniah, instead they were again surprised by the presence of a fetus that did not happen when. Likewise with Firhan who was both shocked like his parents. Sad and shocked as he felt.
The sturdy body of the man instantly felt limp. He staggered and leaned against the wall of the house. What about Lillia? No, Firhan did not want to leave the woman he had slept with. Lillia is a woman who never made a mistake in the eyes of Firhan even she and her wife who became heartless women brought Lillia into their household with so complicated.
"She, what are you saying? You're not kidding, are you?" Wuri stared fixedly at the two eyeballs of the son-in-law. Both of his hands clutching the arms of the son-in-law. Zaniah sobbed his head.
"I'm right, Mah. I'm not lying. I'm six weeks pregnant" she said by wiping the increasingly flooded tears on both cheeks.
Not wanting to hurt the son-in-law anymore, Wuri hugged Zaniah. He shed his tears. Deep down he felt guilty all along.
"Paud came here with papah to apologize to you. Mamah has realized mamah is wrong, papah has advised mamah. Forgive me, Niah. Mama should not demand such grandchildren on you. Even with no Lillia you will still accept your flaws, son. But we came here to get the truth about Lillia." Hearing the words of the in-law behind his back at once Zaniah's eyes dried up the liquid.
There was an unreadable expression behind his sadness at this moment. Soon she let go of the hug and looked at her husband.
Two of Zaniah's in-laws stared at his disappearance. While the new Firhan is aware of everything, say goodbye to his parents.
"Well, Pah, I'm going to go to the room for a bit." his foot's pace was about to swing should be stopped when he heard the papah's words that echoed in his sense of hearing.
"Firhan," called Papah Dika to make Firhan's legs roll back.
"The father should talk to you" said Papah Dika walking ahead of the child.
The man headed to the back porch where the situation was quiet without any intruders according to him. Firhan also arrived behind the papah.
Plaque!
One slap suddenly landed on the child's cheek. No one saw that but Firhan himself was so shocked. Even though he knew what he had done wrong.
"The Father never taught or set an example for you. Marriage isn't a game, what's in your brain?" Caught up without answering. Firhan realized he was so hypocritical.