NOT Second Lead
The same DNA

Oma Mien was glued to see the results of the DNA test submitted by her husband. Now he is surrounded by children and his mantis who look at him with a face that is difficult to guess. Even his ghost looks like he's crying.

"He's our grandson?" oma Mien Arthipura's voice was shaking.

His chest was suddenly very tight.

Meaning ... His daughter is dead?

It was as if there was a sledgehammer hitting his heart so hard. Her staggered body was quickly detained by her husband.

The cry of Oma Mien Artipura exploded. Very heartbreaking. His three sons' wives were also sobbed. Even the tears on the cheeks of their husband's husband also came down profusely, albeit without a sound.

Opa Airlangga was holding a soft crumble in his chest cavity. His heart is pumping very strongly. He felt weak and very shaken. This fact was so devastating to their hearts. Especially seeing his wife who was very hit.

Guilt was clearly on his face and his three sons because they had not managed to find his daughter alive.

The suffering of his daughter who never lived hard is heartbreaking. He eventually died in grief and disappointment.

They should have met long ago when her daughter and granddaughter returned home.

Unfortunately, no one could accept his arrival. Makes him able to be at his house.

His grandson should not have to feel orphaned and live in an orphanage that is certainly very limited.

They should have been happy long ago.

To hell with ba*ngsat who's been tarnishing her daughter.

They don't need that man's responsibility!

And many more words should be entrenched in his head and already very full and want to blow up all the contents.

"I'll ask Puspa for his orphanage information" said Wingky breaking the silence and a sense of tightness that almost burst.

"Are we going to tell him right away if we're his family?" tanya Akbar ngambang's. Seeing his mother's reaction made him afraid that his heart would recur.

Her mother must have been very depressed. Just like them. Her sister's gone without them ever seeing her for the last time. There is only a cctv recording that becomes a memory of the state of his sister at that time.

Now they have to move quickly. Bringing his children into their family. Giving all his rights that are taken away by the circumstances.

His father-Airlangga signaled that his son and ex left him alone with his wife.

The three couples nodded their heads and slowly walked away mutely.

"I'm going to kill that bad boy*ngan," growled Wingky did not accept. Breath hunting. Both of his hands clenched firmly withstanding the rumbling in his already ravaged chest.

Their beloved sister had long since died. Though all this time he thought his sister was still fine somewhere with her bangs.

But actually!

His sister had already died without him being able to pamper her again with the luxury and protection of his affection.

Cakra and Akbar also felt the same anger. So eager to explode. So want to curse and break everything in front of him.

Cakra and Akbar have the same desire as Wingky. They will make calculations with the man who caused the suffering of his brother and his family which he has now left for a long time.

"There's something strange," Akbar said making their footsteps stop.

"What?" ask Wimgky not to understand.

"Did he really not know who we are? I was a bit hesitant," Akbar said as he looked at his eldest brother Cakra. Because the two of them had already seen the girl directly. But Wingky hasn't.

"When he knows we're his family, he must have said it" Cakra replied after a brief pause.

"Did that kid really not know if we om om omnya?" sela Wingky tries to draw conclusions.

"I think he knows. But he was confused to say it," refuted Akbar who again felt his chest tight.

"Did he see the picture in the living room?" guess Akbar-Micel's wife.

"Or does she still remember the way to my mom's house?" cakra-alena's wife, too, tried to give her conjecture. As he remembered that time his father was still a child when he was taken to his mother-in-law's house. With her mother, Dilara.

Something is in his heart. Alena knew Cakra's sister. A quiet beautiful girl. I never thought it could be like this eventually.

Alena also felt blank about who Dilara's lover. Because the girl was too quiet. And keep everything to yourself.

"I'm sure he knew when Puspa brought him here. Because she's a real princess, she's been forbidden, so she's just quiet. Didn't say what. She is just like her mother" Akbar said bitterly.

His sister who never complained. Who always holds everything by themselves.

Akbar closed his eyes. His eyes opened when he felt that there was a head leaning against his arm. His wife wanted to strengthen her heart.

The chakras also throw their breaths rough. So is Wingky.

Their hearts were more convinced that the girl was actually Rihana Fazira, her younger sister's son.

Actually without a test dna, the hearts of Cakra and Akbar have been shaking strangely when they meet one of his uncle's friends

Wingky called her daughter. He is the most meritorious. Because of Puspalah's immorality, his body was found successfully.

"Honey, Rihana is your cousin" said Wingky when her phone call was picked up by her daughter. His voice sounded happy while informing him.

"Really Pa?" There was relief and excitement heard from Puspa's voice. Right now he's a little bit away from his friend when papa calls him.

"Yes dear. You happy?" wingky's smile was wide. And so does the other smile. This is the happiest news after a long time of waiting.

"Good papa."

"Try you ask, the address of the complete residence of Rihana in Jogja. Now yes." Wingky's heart was a little heavy to say the word parlour.

Silent.

"Puspa?" call Wingky impatient.

"Wouldn't do it now, Pa. Rihana has been transferred to the field Pa, today," explained Puspa doubtful

"What's? Rihana transferred to the field?" surprised Wingky can not muffle his voice.

The others immediately looked at the annoyed face of Wingky who was still holding his phone.

"Yes, Pa. My friend was shocked too. Suddenly it is."

Wingky's eyebrows are wrinkled.

"Dosclock?"

"Yes pa. But I guess because Ri is close to Alexander Monoarfa."

Wingky. He was quite familiar with the name because Papa Alexander Monoarfa was his business partner. Usually he does not like to serve gossip from his daughter. But there was a strange premonition infiltrating his chest that asked him to continue the conversation about this.

"What connection?"

Silent.

"Puspa, are you still there?" upset Wingky because her daughter this time was quite silent.

"Mas, you were invited to the same gibbah Puspa, huh?" his wife's smile was also followed by the wife of his other brother's wife.

Puspa is always updated with the latest news. Smart brain. Moreover, he deliberately chose to work in a company owned by others. Without family recommendations.

"Attent, which. It's important, "sadly, Wingky didn't take it with his wife's joke. Even his two elder brothers also pulled a slight corner of their lips.

"Pa," call Puspa.

"Yes, papa listen. You continue," he said.

"Look Pa. There is gossip.in the office if the daughter of Mr. Council will be betrothed to Alexander Monoarfa. But Alexander seems to like Ri. She even looked for Ri in my room" said Puspa.

Wingky. Something hit his chest very strongly.

Don't happen again, he's upset

He would not let his sister's daughter have the same fate path as his sister.