
Dara's gone back to her foster home. He knocked on the door a number of times.
Geck...Geck...Geck...
Not long came grandma Dara who opened the door. He was surprised to see Dara standing at the door. "Loh, Dara. Why are you still here, not yesterday out of town?" ask Grandma Dara who is confused.
Dara forced her smile, she did not want to make her grandmother worry about her for suddenly coming home. "Yesterday wanted to go, but it didn't. Dara wants to see dad, where is he, Grandma?" ask Dara in a soft voice. He tried to look good in front of his grandmother.
Grandma Dara opened the door wide. Let Dara in. "Your father from yesterday his mind went everywhere. He always daydreams alone. In fact, always yells out at midnight. He said he was worried about you." explained Grandma Dara.
"Where's Dad, Grandma?" ask Dara again.
Grandma Dara just pointed to the sofa, where Ramadan was watching alone. Tivi lit up in front of him, but Ramadan's gaze just kept low. His eyes did not blink at all. "You saw the strange behavior yourself! ouch!! my head could hurt thinking about it." said Grandma Dara who went into her room.
Dara approached Ramadan, she saw her father still sitting quietly, unaware of his arrival. "Dad what are you doing?" dara asked who patted her shoulder.
Ramadhan was surprised, he looked to the side. He was surprised, seeing Dara standing in front of him. "Become!" ramadhan hugged Dara.
"What did you think? grandma said, I always daydream alone at home." Said Dara who holds both hands of Ramadan even though she already knows who Ramadan really is. Not at all his real father.
"There's nothing, I just miss you, daddy's favorite son!" ramadhan's word that waving smooth Dara's hair.
Dara sighed, she wanted to convey something to her foster father. "Where did you find me?" dara asked who was staring at Ramadan.
Ramadhan took off Dara's hand in surprise. "Find what, Dara?" ask the confused Ramadhan.
"I'm not your son, am I?" dara's eyes glazed over to hear it.
"What?" Ramadan wondered where Dara knew it.
"What people say like that, you don't have to listen to their words" Ramadhan continued. She thought that Dara was told to someone. Since Dara lived with Ramadan, Ramadhan has always regarded him as a child. Even though Dara is very big, she already has children. Only Ramadan knows, Dara's grandmother doesn't know. Ramadhan hid it well. It was impossible for him if Dara found out, most of the gossip of the neighbors who stopped by Dara's ears.
Ramadhan blinded his eyes, he did not expect Dara's memory to return. In fact, the doctor Dara had consulted, he said if Dara would be difficult to remember her past. Despite trying to be reminded, Dara will not be able to remember it. Why can Dara remember it now?
Ramadhan was confused, he was unable to open his mouth. Dara is increasingly curious, why Ramadhan, which he considers as his own father, never told Dara's identity.
"Dad, tell me!" snapped Dara.
"You are Hansa's son. I used to work as a member of his group. But suddenly stopping, I ran away carrying you who was in a coma at that time. Hansa wants revenge with Andi's family, because he's already influenced your brain to marry her. Hansa didn't accept it, he changed your face to try his plan. I acted to save you, because I already knew, Lord Hansa had already killed both Andi's parents. So, he and Andi are balanced." Ramadan is obviously long. He doesn't cover it anymore. Better, she opens up with Dara or her adopted son will be very disappointed with her.
Dara sat down, she covered her mouth in disbelief. If Andi is her husband, then the child with Andi is her son. "So, Re-Rendy is my son?" ask the unbelieving Dara.
Ramadhan took a breath. He had known it from the beginning, he also forbade Dara to become Rendy's personal doctor.
"What I've done with my own son, I made him fall. He was in a coma in the hospital, I didn't even come to see him as my guilt. What kind of mother am I?" swearing Dara to himself. Dara hit him on the head, Ramadhan tried to prevent it. This is the habit of Dara, when the emotions of his body will be a target for him.
"Stop, Dara!! You can hurt yourself" cried Ramadhan who held Dara's hands.
"I can't be a good mother, I'd rather die!" dara said loudly.
Grandma Dara who was asleep in the room, came out when she heard the noise. He was shocked to see his beloved grandson trying to escape Ramadan. "Ramadan!! Why did you hurt your son?" ask Grandma Dara who pulled Ramadhan's clothes back.
"Wait a minute, Mom. If I take it off, Dara can kill herself." Say Ramadan with the neck that is away to the back. But his hand still faithfully held Dara.
"What?" Grandma Dara was surprised, but she quickly took off her Son's clothes.
"Baby, what's going on?" ask Grandma Dara who approached her granddaughter. He rubbed Dara's back.
Dara stopped rebelling, she had also stopped crying. The gentle rubbing on her back made Dara calm for a moment.