
"Don't cry anymore Mom. If you want, you can think of me as a child," said Mishell when she saw Mama Marshell suddenly crying and hugging her tightly.
"You're serious, son? Can you consider me a child?"
Mishell nodded, then looked at Kalila.
"Yes Ma, we're Mama's children so Mama don't be sad anymore. Poor Brother Marshell, he won't calm down there if he sees Mama continue to grieve."
"Yes Ma'am, Kalila's right" said Papa Marshell.
"Papa's happy you want to be our son. Thank you, Miss Mishell, son of Kalila. You guys are good kids. It's worth it if Marshell used to love you so much, son! Forgive Papa yes, Papa used to have less respect for you."
"Papa is not wrong, every parent would want his child to get the best woman. I used to be a famous spoiled girl Pa, so I'm sorry to Papa too."
"But now she has become an independent woman, sir" said Mishell.
"It was all thanks to the patience of Miss Mishell Kok Pa, so I could become an independent woman" said Kalila.
"Father pray, your lives will continue to be happy."
"Yes, Mama too. Mama's happy, even though Kalila's not our daughter-in-law, but you've got a good husband, son."
"Thank you Ma, Pa," said Kalila, followed by Mishell.
"Then we'll excuse you, sir, ma'am. There's still work to be done."
"Yes Nak. But don't forget, son, call the lawyer's number" Papa Marshell said.
"Inshaallah Sir."
The two were ready to go home and they also met with young mothers who happened to come home quickly.
"Lho are you two here? Why don't you call first, we can delay leaving."
"It's okay Kok Bu, just visit Papa Mama alone," said Kalila.
"Oh yeah, what about the office? Is everything all right?"
"There's still a lot to fix, ma'am," Alex replied.
"Now, your brothers are too young to run a big company, and Marshell never taught them how to grow a company."
Kalila was just lip smashing, Marshell remained the target of the mistake. In fact, Farhan and Reza used to like to just waste money from Marshell's hard work.
"Heemm," dehem Kalila who was actually upset.
"Come on, our brother's coming home! Oh yes ma'am one thing, please put Papa and Mama in a decent room" Kalila said.
"The room was too stuffy and not good air circulation" Pinta Kalila again.
"That's their will, son, we have to obey. They said they wanted to calm down so they chose the last room."
Kalila blicked her lips, the young mother never changed, remained good at twisting the facts.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, next time we talk again. Right now, we have to go back to Grandpa's company. There's work we still have to finish."
"Alright Mr. Mishell, thank you for your help. Say hello to Grandpa Artha," said the second mother.
"Yes ma'am, I'll tell you later."
"Oh yes dear, let's go home," asked Mishell while holding Kalila.
After the two came home, the two young mothers walked into Papa Mama's room, they wanted to find out what had been discussed with her.
Upon arrival in the second Mother's room whispered in Papa Marshell's ear, she wanted Papa to say all about Mishell and Kalila's talk.
But Papa chose silence, and so did Mama.
"Why are you quiet! Are you tired of living. If you choose to shut up, we will treat you worse" threatened the third mother.
Then the second mother approached Mama Marshell and said, "I know you're hiding something from us. So I reiterate again, don't try to oppose us if you don't want us to act more heartily."
"We're not hiding anything. You guys keep prejudiced bad. And because of our plea to Mr. Mishell and Nak Kalila, they want to help the company's finances."
"Let's get out of here!I feel sick lingering in this room."
Then the two rushed out and asked the helpers not to feed Marshell's parents.
"Mom, how do I force them huh. It's hard, I'm sure there's important information they've been hiding for a long time" asked the third mother.
"You're right, I feel that way too. But we can't hurt them. I'm afraid Mr. Mishell will cancel his cooperation."
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