SHE'S YOUR MOTHER, NOT MY WIFE.
RUCKUS

From morning my phone kept ringing, not even just my phone. Edward's phone was crowded. Mostly journalists, some acquaintances.

Edward's phone I asked for a while, had a debate with Edward. But he finally relented. I don't want to ruin his mentality with uncomfortable questions at heart. What's more there are some excessive employees.

News in the public media has been repeated. Looking for us as if a fugitive. Reza's face that makes me more furious milling around in the media, with a face as if hurt and betrayed. Every interview must have shed a tear, out of nowhere it tears out.

I feel like I want to go there and pour water on his face.

"I just want my son, my flesh and blood, am I wrong!! All this time they've been hiding it from me, they've taken my son away unbeknownst to me, I just want to protect him."

"Hiding said? Even he did not know of the presence of his son who he said was flesh blood. She was busy with her lover, even intending to part with me." I grumbled.

"Sir, let him keep barking. After all, he is not the only one who can reason, we have real evidence at that time, right." said Melinda.

"Yes, Mel. I don't think they're ashamed. Yes if indeed he had broken his veins of shame and his face was already as thick as a wall. But he should keep his feelings and mentality from the "blood of the flesh" he says he wants to protect." I swear.

"That's it, Ma'am. People who have lost their minds. The company he started was destroyed, which at the center took over his parents. The child who is considered the fruit of his love turns out to belong to people. And the woman he loved several times betrayed. And strangely enough, he came back with the woman. CK Ck. "the Miranda bell.

"It seems, I have to face them as soon as possible. If he let him continue to ruin the scene on every media channel." I changed the channel on television and every news about "A father who misses his son." Though he can come straight away, no need to use drama." I said.

"Well, they are." said Miranda.

We enjoyed the sensational news they created far away. Mas Gaga said, let them both be done. In time they will be embarrassed many times over.

Suddenly the sight that made my eyes seem to jump out.

"Dward!!!" Is that really Edward?

I looked at Miranda who was also focusing on the screen.

"Is that right, Miranda?" my many.

He's nodding.

"Wait, Ma! Is that true Edward?" he asked back.

"Ah no way, Edward had gone to bed to his room." his own chat seemed to confirm his heart. Same with me. I ran straight to Edward's room, and sure enough. Only a bolster pillow is covered with blankets in the room. There's a little note on his desk.

"Mom, forgive Edward. Edward did not want this to continue. Edward didn't want Mommy and Daddy to have any trouble with this. Mommy look, Daddy's so pale. Daddy's too tired Mommy. Edward has to go back to help Daddy. Mommy stay here until we pick you up, Mom. Love you"

I was limp on the bed, haru, proud and afraid to cover my heart.

"Sir, Edward Mbak... Come here fast!!!" miranda's screams made me rise up instantly.

I stared at the television screen, Edward my son, standing in the middle of a crowd of reporters.

"I'm Edward Son of Gaga, introduce me once more and hope you write and listen. I'm Edward Son of Gaga. I ask anyone who spreads unimportant things about my life, to stop immediately if not we will continue in the realm of law. I remind you once again, any of you who make news no longer matter about me, then I do not hesitate to wait for him in court."

"Edward Son of Gaga, do you know who your real parents are? Son, you're still too small." said a female reporter.

"Sorry mom, are biological parents important? If he is negligent in carrying out his obligations, it does not matter to me who he is. I am Edward the son of the Lady. Bella Saphira and Tuan. Aldiraga Munawar's. Remember he was my parents and only him!." Edward left the crowd with the gazes of the reporters.

My heart breaks so the tears come out on their own. How not, such a small child had grown up so quickly. He loved us so much, even calmly staring at everyone who was staring at him. I myself am not capable of doing that.

"Mas.our child's body matures too quickly." I said.

"Mom," Miranda hugged me.

"Edward, wait.. You know, the blood ties are thicker than water." The man's reporter's words made my heart wistful. Why can't they let go of my toddler son.

Oh Lord, thank You for giving me two men so sincere and strong to protect me.

"Listen, Ma'am. Edward we've grown up, he's smart and smart. He is not a child we can hide, Ma'am." Miranda said with a proud look. I nodded and smiled. Right, I should be proud of him too. I won't hide myself anymore.

Wait, Edward is only five years old and not even six years old. With what help can he get on a plane and get to Jakarta quickly?

"Miranda, are you helping Edward?" I stared hard at Miranda.

Miranda frowned until her two eyebrows fused together.

"I mean Ma'am?" tanyakanya.

"How did Edward get to Jakarta? While he has not been allowed to board his own plane, we are in East Leste" I said curious.

Miranda laughs.

Makes me more curious and angry.

"What do you mean laugh?" I said.

"Bak didn't notice who was behind Edward?" askinya. I shook my head, I just listened to the answer and focused on Edward.

Even a call from Mas Gaga a few times I didn't answer.

"Who?" I'm just impatient.

Miranda sighed, "Ricardo, Om dear to her" Miranda said with a calm smile.

"Richardo!!!"

He nodded his head.

My phone rings, I'm lyricizing the screen.

My husband is ''a-long-a-long-a-long

I have to answer the phone.

"Hello, Mas." I said.

Mas Gaga asks why Edward can go and get here. Mas Gaga is in a meeting with the board of directors, as the issue causes a shake-up within the company. Many people deliberately take the opportunity to play dirty.

"I just realized it myself, Mom. I don't know how he got there. Behind him was Ricardo. Even to me he did not say anything and tricked us at home by taking a nap. It turns out that they both conspired, Mas." I said with a smile.

"Just calm down, our son is grown. Look now he's so responsible about his life. Maybe they're in Mension by now, Mas. Later if you've met them, please call me, yes." I said.

I heard Mas Gaga sigh long.

"All right, sweetheart. Blame myself for educating her too early. So it's hard to see it spoiled like a toddler in general."

I chuckled at my husband's words, as if he regretted having educated Edward too early.

"Already, Mas. Take a break. Edward was like that because he saw you exhausted and even your face was pale on the television screen." My voice was slightly weakened given the brief message from Edward in his room.

"All right, sweetheart. I'll go back to Mension and see what the little boy will reason later. You calm down there, prepare your heart and mind for the trial in two weeks."

We decided on a call. I lowered my head in silence, when I heard Mas Gaga's slightly limp and somewhat hoarse voice. How tired he was of taking care of two companies at once with the matter of the trial this time that concerned me and his son. How many days he may not sleep in bed.