SHE'S YOUR MOTHER, NOT MY WIFE.
LONGS

"Mbok misses Bella very much. I haven't seen Bella for a long time. Mbok kangen sleeps together neng." mbok Susi keeps looking at me.

"I also miss mbok.pardon me yes mbok a lot to make it hard mbok." I wiped his tears.

"Mbok hear neng is married, kok mbok not invited. What a shame if mbok come." mbok Susi lowered her head.

"Oh Allah, I am proud to have mbok in my life. Where I might be ashamed. My marriage is just a regular wedding, later if there is a party mbok I must invite, mbok who will accompany me to the guarantee yes.would it be mbok ?"

Mbok's face was shining, there was a sense of happiness implied on his face. "Can you really be accompanied by neng ?" his face looked hopeful.

"By mbok, mbok is my mother's replacement." I pinched Susi's flabby cheeks.

Mbok smiled happily. Mbok glanced at Lastri's mother. I know that Susi is not good at asking permission from mom.

Mom smiled and nodded.

"By mbok." Lastri's mother knows what it means to look mbok.

"The mother of all the children here, anyone who is married and wants to be accompanied, I give permission widely" added Lastri's mother.

"Thank you, ma'am." Susi grabbed my hand.

After mbok Susi returned to the kitchen.

I tell you what my true purpose is.

She seemed to listen carefully to my every word, every incident and everything I heard I told her.

Mother nodded.

"So so ma'am, I'm confused as to how it is now."

"hmm. follow the heart of the child, according to the mother whatever happened in the past is better to forget. There is no need to find out the reason and the problem. It's all just the past that your parents have. Now you just have to go on and do everything well."

I understand what you mean, but my heart is in revolt.

Mom approached me.

Caressing my hair.

"The hurt you feel are you going to inflict on your sister ? the pain that you felt in your time they felt it too ? I'm sure you're not that kind of person, son."

Mom embraced me. Gave me strength from within to make my heart sincere.

"ikhlas yes son, your mother is proof of sincerity. Don't tarnish his sincerity with your curiosity huh."

I tightened my arms.

I understand mother's words. Yes, indeed mama is proof of sincerity. I sought the truth which he hid with the wounds and pains he endured.

"I'm sorry ma." I said.

"Mom sure, your mama's proud of you son."

kissed head.

"Thank you, Mom, you opened my heart. My heart is filled with hatred and vengeance. Revenge with my own family is indeed torturing the heart."

"yes, dear."

"Already now if you have free time, how do we play with children in the back."

I nodded and followed the step of the mother backwards to meet the children of the orphanage.

I asked my driver to take out a present I had not been able to get out.

"Don't dirty your heart, son. The past let it pass. Those who have gone will not return. Those of us who are still alive must move on better. Repair the broken, connect the broken and treat the wounded."