
On the fourth day, Rasya lived with his parents. Thanksgiving event also began in the title. Viona and Fatir each invited their friends, friends and business associates. To be present at the thanksgiving event for the presence of the baby Vivian, which is the peak event on tomorrow.
During those few days, every day Samudra called Rasya to just ask the news, or talk about what was important he could call Rasya.
Rasya who now looks jutek against the Ocean. But in his heart really misses the moments together with the man, sometimes Rasya daydreaming and pensive himself even in the crowd he often dumbstruck without responding to greet him.
Currently Rasya is daydreaming, sitting alone in the garden while looking at his favorite flowers that are blooming beautifully.
"Darling, how come daydreaming? princess Mother think what hem? don't daydream ah. You should be happy, cheerful! what did hem think?" said Viona very gently and rubbed the shoots of her head Rasya.
Rasya turned his head and settled the Mother at a glance then he turned his gaze back to the roses that were blooming beautifully. "I'm not daydreaming about Mother, I'm just looking at those beautiful blooming flowers."
"really? you just look at the flowers? not thinking of anything? don't you miss your husband that much? honestly, Mother is okay," urged Viona. As a mother ., however, she knows with her daughter's cheerful or sad attitude.
Rasya turned back with a sweet smile that was shown to the Mother. "Surely Mother .. I'm fine! I just want to be alone here, I was the same oma and aunt Hesya chat together."
"No lie? I think Mother's daughter is lying! I think I miss someone, don't I?" look at Viona her gaze is so fixed.
Rasya spread his gaze back to the flowers in front of him, then looked down so deeply.
"Mom, am I wrong if I want to go to Jakarta and I want to accompany the young master there?" then Rasya stared at the Mother by stabbing her teary eyes.
Viona was stunned to hear that. He released a gaze so deep and tender to his daughter, rubbing Rasya's head while saying. "You're not mistaken, dear, it's natural and maybe yesterday's togetherness has sprouted the seeds of taste between the two of you."
Viona's hand hugged Rasya's head not loving and affectionate. "Mother sees that there is love in your eyes for the Ocean and the ocean is the same, she loves you! only he can't admit it yet and maybe he's just too loving."
Hearing the words of the Mother like that, feeling unable to hold back her crying, Rasya cried in Viona's arms.
Crying that sounded bitter and invited haru the Mother who heard it. "Why crying? the Mother's daughter's time is crybaby anyway? kangen? call him he never calls?" viona asked as she rubbed Rasya's back gently.
"He-he calls me Mother often, every night he calls me too! until he falls asleep," he answered Rasya while still sobbing.
"What does he often say?" ask Viona back.
"Not saying anything, just saying take care of your health? eat a lot, huh? let's make you fatter, so keep talking!" Rasya's voice was slow.
"Say dong .. that's for sure, here it will eat the same as in the apartment and also in his missions. If you need to eat at a restaurant, right?" viona.
Rasya. "But she has nothing to take care of Mother, no one is having breakfast. Her clothes, when she was hungry she cooked by herself, when I was there! he'll just tell me, Mother."
"He's got a lot of assistants in his ministry, tell him to just have one of them work in the apartment," said Viona, astonished.
"Yes ... there may be a lot of problems especially when approaching his H day, soon to be married is not it?" continued Viona.
Stinging married word, Rasya back to crying! his heart ached and his chest felt very tight.
Makes Viona panic. "Honey .. Why are you crying again? no, don't cry! people think you should be here. You are not happy here!" Viona continued to calm Rasya down.
"I'm happy here, Mother I'm not crying because of that." Rasya shook his head, and broke away from the embrace of the mother. His hand rubbed the wet face with the tip of the clothes he was wearing.
"Mother knows, you love Sam?" viona asked as she stroked Rasya's cheek.
Rasya did not reply, his head turned to look at the Asri oma who came to the two of them.
"What are you doing here? no rhyming Oma. Oma searched above, you don't exist. It seems to be here!" greet Bu Asri while sitting himself in the long chair with the two of them.
"We are chatting here" said Viona, smiling at the Mother.
"Lho, Oma's grandson why are weeping what's the matter? are you sick? aren't you happy with us, hem?" cecar Bu Asri stared at Rasya who looked like his face was flooded with tears.
"Maybe Rasya is remembering her husband, Mama. They were together yesterday and now separated like this." Viona explained.
"Man can call him? Why do you remember a guy like that? it was obvious that he had a wife who could take care of him accompanying him, still marrying another woman! what kind of man is that," grumbled Bu Asri.
"The woman was her lover a long time ago, Mama. Not a new woman, so I think it's only natural that she chose to continue her marriage with her lover." asked Viona.
"Eeh .. Why are you defending him! you should have hurt your daughter to be treated that way." Obviously Ms. Asri.
"What and how, Mama? he treated Rasya well, just yes .. because it was probably their marriage because it was not ready, married forced by residents including his uncle Rasya, said Adam and Sidar. So it's like a foreigner Mah,"
said Viona who did not want to be blamed if she defended the Ocean.
"It's up to you. Mama doesn't know anything," Ms. Asri embraced her granddaughter very tightly.
Seen from afar, Citra seemed to have just come from school and was still wearing her uniform, quickly walking towards the three of them. "Mother Vivian, mother. Oma what are you doing here? ask Citra.
Others just look towards Citra by commenting on each other's smiles ....
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