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In mom's room

They are now sitting in a cafe near the hostel. The same cafe when Rihana met Alexander.

Oma's hand just kept holding it. As if he didn't want to be left behind by his grandson again.

Their tears were shed again when Rihana told her about the time her mother died..A year after visiting Omanya's house in Jakarta.

"I'm sorry Oma," isak Omanya felt very guilty. Oma's chest is getting crowded.

Rihana was silent. But her tears kept flowing. Remembering his mother is the same as opening his old wounds that are still very bloody.

"Oma's gone to the house, yeah. You can occupy your mama's room, baby," persuaded oma after calming her feelings.

Rihana doesn't know what she wants right now. Is it time for him to get together with his family?

Oma and Opa looked at him expectantly. Rihana did not disappoint him.

"Yes." Yeah."

Both of them smiled with relief. Likewise mm om and aunt aunt.

Even Doctor Miskel smiled meaningfully at him.

"Come, we'll get your stuff done" Oma said happily.

Rihana just nodded and complied.

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Rihana entered her very spacious mama's room with slow steps. There was a picture of her and her mother that she had seen before in a large frame.

Her tears flowed again when she saw her happy smile while her mother was with her family.

What exactly happened? Why did her mother leave a family that loved her so much?

Rihana could only keep all the questions in her heart.

"Rihana, can we talk to you for a second?" asked Oma Mien while pulling her up and taking her to sit on her bed.

"Yes, Oma," she said, wiping away her tears.

Oma Mien took a deep breath. Then look at him.

"Do you know who your papa is?"

Rihana. Throat's choked.

He knows, but he can't say it.

Oma Mien clasped her hands gently.

"Until now, Oma, opa, om om and your aunt, don't know what caused your mama to leave. It's all dark until you two get back here. Unfortunately Oma had to undergo surgery to.overseas," explained Oma Mien at length. His chest felt tight due to endless regret.

Rihana.

Should he say it?

His mind became confused.

He couldn't possibly say that this man was his father.

He could have been reported to the police for defamation.

Rihana returns to monologue in the heart.

Oma Mien patted her arm gently.

Maybe Rihana did not know, he thought inwardly.

"Yes already. Don't you think about it anymore. The important thing is that you're back in this house" broke up with Oma Mien not to urge her granddaughter again

If the insolent man did not want to appear and be responsible until now, nothing. His family did not need him, inner Oma with her anger.

"Believe..After that sleep. In the closet a lot of clothes that Oma and aunt you buy. Hope you like it," said Oma.sambok kissed his forehead.

Rihana just nodded her head.

His intention to tell about his papa faded already. He feared that his heart health was deteriorating. Especially if you know that your father is married again.

Let it be, for a while he'll keep it first.

"Darling," call Oma to break her daydream.

"Yes, Oma."

'Next to your closet, it's your mom's closet. You can wear it. Because when he was young, his body was like yours. Slim," said Oma with glassy eyes.

Rihana could only nod her head.

Oma stepped out of her room again.

Rihana stared again at the photo of her mother who was very beautiful and looked happy.

Rihana rubbed the tears that flowed down her cheeks.

He walked to the closet. There are a lot of clothes hanging there. Even the label is still there.

She remembered the sad face of Oma and her aunt while cleaning up some of the clothes she had brought Rihana.

But the clothes were still hanging among the clothes that were still labeled

Rihana also saw a row of shoes and watches on his lower shelf that was only covered with glass doors.

She's from the ashes turned into a rich princess.

Her family was very happy to welcome her.

How would his father react if he knew he was also his daughter.

Will he be happy? Or even hate him more?

Rihana took a long breath.

He walked over and opened his closet.

Almost the same as him. Full of fancy clothes.

He grabbed it and kissed it.

Fragrant.

Rihana closed his eyes. As if she was hugging her mother.

Rihana kangen ma's. Kangen same mom.

Without him noticing, oma and her eyes watched from behind the door that was not tightly closed.

Again Opa Airlangga held the frail body of his wife who was about to fall.

The scene before him was deeply penetrating into the soul.

Seeing Rihana who was hugging Dilara's clothes made their hearts ache. Like a very sharp needle prick.

Dilara's reserved nature apparently decreased by a hundred percent in her daughter.

"Did he really not know who his father was?" tanya Opa Airlangga. There is no belief. Because before Rihana also did not want to be honest first admitted if he was their grandson.

Maybe he is afraid and afraid to be considered to cheat.

He's willing to hold it.

"I think he knows. It may be very painful for him to remember the cruel man, "his wife was furious in her sobbing.

Opa also did not patiently want to pound the man who was not responsible for it.

"We will seek it out and make it pay for the suffering of our children and grandchildren" Opa promised.

The two left Rihana's room, which was still standing, hugging her mother's clothes sadly.

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"Mom Saras, I've met my mother's family" Rihana reported on a phone call to her dearest home mom.

"Thank God. Mom was so happy to hear that. But, how, can it be this fast, baby? Tell me, I want to hear it," said Bu Saras berpati. His voice sounds very cheerful.

"I didn't intentionally, ma'am. My office mate turned out to be my cousin. He's very kind. He always takes me to the office. He took me to the house of Omanya, which turned out to be the house I came with my mother first," Rihana told me excitedly.

Currently she was drying her hair with a towel while sitting in front of her mother's dressing table.

Silent.

Not long later fell sisakan Bu Saras.

"Thank God, dear Rihana. Thankfully," ucqp Bu Saras repeatedly in his sobs.

"Mommy's going to visit Ms. Saras." His eyes are heating up too.

"Yes dear. Aye." Yeah."

Rihana also shrunk her tears.

"Good mom, right?"

"Mother's healthy. You don't have to worry, yeah."

Rihana smiled in her voiceless cry considering the state of the parlour, which was very far compared to her current state.

After Ms. Saras hung up the phone, Rihana stared at her reflection in the glass. It was a stark contrast because he was still wearing his nightgown that Bu Saras had bought first.

Rihana wants to share her happiness with Bu Saras, Mba Emi, Mba Rayani, and children of the orphanage. Also the luxury he has. He doesn't want them to live hard anymore.