My son is mine
Chapter 63

Triya went back to the fray. The arrival of the in-laws he thought would help him, was in fact just wishful thinking.

Evita wouldn't help him at all. Now he must prepare to lose his favorite car because of his debts.

"It can't be in the barin. I have to go to Salimah, ask for the money you sent her!"

******

In the room, Evita was talking to her husband.

"Sir, I'm sorry. We should just stay at Salimah's house" said Evita lirih.

Darmono frowned in wonder. He held the hands of his wife who were clinging to each other in his lap.

"What's wrong, ma'am?"

Evita was confused as to how to explain the state of their son's household to the husband.

He was sure that his husband would ask him to help the general's troubles.

But he certainly couldn't grant it. Evita herself must think about the condition of her husband who definitely still needs treatment in the future.

He also had no intention of covering up the state of their son from the husband. Because gradually the husband will also know and Evita is afraid that later the husband will be surprised and make his health decline again.

"The general is in debt sir. But you are calm, he can overcome his problems. I just regret why they owe everything" he lamented.

"Did he take it out? If so, just pay Mom, pity," replied Darmono quietly.

Sure enough, even though it was explained that the son was able to solve his own problems, Darmono still asked him to help their son.

"Yes, don't worry. The general will sell one of his cars. Let them try to solve their own problems sir. Father forgot? Do we have a lot of expenses?"

Evita felt guilty for saying that in front of her husband. Darmono clearly felt guilty, because because of such conditions their expenditure increased.

"I'm sorry, Mom."

Evita shook her head, of course that's not the point, she knew the husband must have misunderstood.

"It's not because of dad. After all if for the treatment of the father of course the mother does not regret. I want you to heal. Therefore, I am willing to go to and fro, right? Please sir, you need to get back to health. Don't keep thinking about the general. He should have been able to solve his own problems. We are old, not until we live. If we're gone, then who will the general depend on?" inexplicably.

Darmono nodded and smiled faintly, he knew what the wife said was right. But still in his heart he could not let his son live in distress, even though he and his wife were still very able to help them.

"We'll also soon have a grandson sir. You see for yourself. The words of the general who said he would remain responsible to his son were never realized."

Evita sighed. He didn't understand a bit about his son's life. Even though he himself has given a living to Salimah. It should be the general who does this as a form of responsibility.

From there also Evita believes if giving everything to the general will only make it unfair to his grandson.

His grandson's future is long. Evita does not want all her efforts with the husband ended up unclear by their son and his family.

"Father misses Salimah and Fitria. Can we go there?" darmono Pinta.

Evita smiled broadly. He would rather live in Salimah than his son.

He was only afraid to make the son again quarrel with his wife and consider them disrespectful Triya.

"Yes, we went there in the afternoon. Later I ask the General among us," replied Evita eagerly.

.

.

In the afternoon, after work, Fitria's face turned sad. He remembered Afnan's words that answered his statement of love.

"I can't return your feelings Fit. Sorry if all this time my attention you consider different. I never thought I'd love another woman besides Salimah."

"What else you are is Salimah's sister" Afnan explained.

"I'm just a foster sister sir!" phitria's error was not accepted.

Afnan did not care about the disappointment of Fitria. He didn't want to hurt Fitria any deeper. All the attention he gave in fact made the girl misunderstand him.

"Why are you cruel like this. I'm sure you know better what it's like to love someone" replied Fitria.

The girl had already dropped her pride even deeper. But he did not care, at this time that appeared in addition to the feeling of disappointment there was also a feeling of heartache and unacceptable.

Afnan's words really hurt his heart. Broken heart for the first time instead of making him embarrassed, it pecked at feelings of revenge and demanded impingement.

“So bad he said tell me to find another one. If I could without him I would try too. Not that easy. What the hell did Afnan see from Salimah's father?" his gerrick.

"Assalamualaikum Fit?" call someone from behind him.

The eyes of Fitria are perfectly rounded. He did not expect that his foster parents would come that day.

"Mother, father!" phitria hurried closer to the two.

Evita hugged her adopted daughter. The changes in Phytria made Evita's eyes glaze over. The middle-aged woman did not expect that city life could change the appearance of the once simple Fitria like a village girl into a woman who looks fashionable.

Fitria herself has other thoughts when visited by her adoptive parents. Either a whisper from where suddenly he felt he had to influence Evita in order to get rid of Salimah from Afnan's life.

"You healthy, son? Mom to pangling. You're so beautiful," complimented Evita sincerely. Phitria that does have clean smooth skin, the more bright and glowing because of the treatment it does.

"Mom can do it. Where's Triya?" ask Fitria who did not see her foster mother's daughter-in-law.

The general himself was busy taking out his parents' belongings.

"You're fit? Sorry I never looked at you. I really don't know if you live here" said the General.

Fitria just smiled and answered. He did not expect the man he had been betrothed to changed very drastically.

The general looks thinner with a face not as fresh as before.

Fitria chose to help the General first, before entering the house.

"Have you not come home yet?" evita asked as Fitria opened the door to their house.

"A little while, Mom. I just rest first, Fitria later make a drink," pinta Fitria.

Evita nodded and pushed her husband's wheelchair into the guest room. Luckily the guest room at the Salimah residence was always cleaned by him.

After helping her husband rest, Evita rushes out to meet his adopted son.

His steps stopped when he saw the adopted child look sobbing.

"Why are you Fit?" ask Evita softly.

Phitria hurried to wipe away her tears. “Neither Papa Bu,” Elaknya.

“What is not papa mas General know where to stay mbak Salimah Bu? I'm not worried that Triya will hurt Salimah again?”

Evita took a deep breath. “Mommy asked the General to keep this place a secret anyway,” he replied weakly.

“Mother why?”

“Mother is worried about the General's household. It seems like they are always in trouble,” Evita explained.

In the heart Phitria cheered happily. If only Evita could influence the General to divorce Triya.

She was sure Evita would definitely ask Salimah back to her son. If that were the case, the chance for Afnan to return to Salimah would be even smaller.

“You why daydream Fit?” evita Tease.

“Neither ma'am, did mommy not come to mind? Pity if the mother's future grandchildren were not raised with the condition of both parents who are not intact?”

“You mean?” asked Evita did not understand the direction of the conversation of her foster child.

“I saw for myself how great Rino without the affection of his parents Ma'am. Ma'am Salimah is busy working because it is demanded like that. He also did not feel the love of a father. What mother does not mind the fate of the mother's grandchildren as well?”

Evita seemed speechless at the thought of Fitria's words. Obviously he thought about it. But often he tepis, but see the explanation of the adopted child who had already lived with his former daughter-in-law. He was sure what Fitria said must have been some reason.

“Then mom should what?”

.

.

.

Tbc