Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 110

Sinful Angel Chapter 110

“Mother, it is time for lunch,” Nara said to Viona who just finished performing Dzuhur prayer. Help remove the mother's face carefully so as not to interfere with the rate of the infusion hose, fold and put it on the nightstand.

“Mother appetiteless,” said Viona who looks still grim.

“But Mother must eat, so as to get well soon. In the hospital for a long time must be comfortable, right? I've asked permission from the doctor to buy the delivery of Mang Haji Oyo porridge like Mother, because I know Mother does not like hospital porridge. This new dateng you know, eat yuk, while warm.” Nara persuaded the mother patiently, sitting on the edge of the bed to open the porridge container.

Viona is slowly flailing. Showing rejection.

“Currently Mother still has no taste for eating anything, Nara. This throat tastes bitter every time it swallows. The reality that Mother found still feels difficult to accept,” he said with a heavy breath.

The conversation about Tya between Nara and Khalisa honestly made Viona's heart come to be touched by Tya's story.

Even so, the sad story he heard was not enough to be an antidote to the great shock he experienced, still leaving the horde disappointed. Although now what remains is a disappointment related to the story of the past that incised a dark stain, not about Tya personally.

Nara unscrewed the porridge and put it again on the nightstand. Swiping dear arms of the mother. Always try to look at each problem from two points of view. From Viona and Bhishma's point of view.

Nara understood, for a mother this fact must have made a shock, but Nara believes her sister was certainly not carelessly dropping the choice of heart.

“Bun, according to Mommy, Bhishma looks happier right now? He knew his wife's past from the beginning. Or maybe it's just my feeling,” said Nara with low intonation.

Viona did not answer. Silence of a thousand languages.

“Bisma also did not look at all hesitate to drop the choice on Tya. Must be because there's something special about Tya, right, Bun? And the story I heard from a reliable source, since the first Tya was indeed amazingly big-hearted, has a broad affection even when the position is equally stuck in difficulty, but also, keep trying hard to help others not fall into the same mud like him,” continued Nara continued, he said calmly.

Viona let out a long breath. Pensively for a moment was deep in his thoughts. Nara's story is a fact and Viona does not deny it.

“Mother did not refuse and was very happy when he saw Bisma finally smiled and had a passion for life again. Mommy is also happy to know the woman chosen by Bisma has an adult personality, understands the responsibilities of a wife even though she is six years younger than Bhishma and she is also a daughter-in-law who is good at pleasing parents. But, why a figure as sweet as Tya must have a bad record of the past that is so astounding. How can this heart be willing to accept and understand this difficult reality,” said Viona full of burden.

“The way to understand it is with love. Mother is my idol. The mother I know is a person who has a heart full of love and affection. Willing to accept the shortcomings with open arms without judgment. Teaching me to remember more about the advantages of a person compared to the disadvantages, because humans are not perfect and if they continue to explore the shortcomings, there will be no end. Just as Mother receives with open arms and full of love all the shortcomings of the late father first. As long as the person is willing to change for the better, doesn't everyone deserve a second chance?"

Nara continues to develop a smile as long as she speaks with her mother even though she is spoken to by moping. Viona rubbed her face as the late husband was called by the elder in this heavy conversation. Groping the feeling of also the heart that is still being wracked, bringing it to the story of the past that now opens sheet by sheet of memory books in the mind.

Their conversation paused the door that was knocked. Nara hurriedly checked who was coming, quite surprised by the appearance of the green-robed, sage-shaded woman who was now standing in the doorway. Hugging a fruit basket contains a wide variety of her favorite fresh grapes.

“Tya?” great-granddaughter Nara while gasping in shock. The reason, Bisma had told him that Tya had not been told about Viona's pain, because Tya was still in recovery.

“Assalamualaikum, Sis. I came here to look at Mother. Can?” pinta Tya was a bit shy. “Also there is something you want to talk about with Mother, there is an important thing.”

Various kinds of questions raged in Nara's mind. About how Tya could know Viona was here as well about the important thing that Tya wanted to talk about with her bundle. Could it be that Tya already knew the murmur between Bhishma and Viona? But from whom?

Even so, Nara undoes the intention of divorcing the barrage of questions in her head. Choose to open the door wide and greet friendly as usual.

“Of course you can. Mother again persuaded to eat, but yes her name is also again sick, do not want to continue,” Nara kekeh lightly. “This must be for Mother huh?” Nara pointed at the fruit basket that Tya was hugging.

Tya nodded politely. “Iya, Brother. This is for Mommy.”

With slightly trembling legs. Tya stepped inside the clean whitewashed treatment room. Viona looks turned towards the door and Tya's gaze instantly meets in a straight line with her mother-in-law.

At once Tya's heart was hit by a large rock. Highlighting Viona's eyes on her was no longer what she had been before. Murat was disappointed to make it clear there.

“Bun, there are those who can bring grapes.” Nara squeaked cheerfully, put the fruit parcel on the refrigerator contained in the treatment room.

“Mother, how are you?” greet Tya with keeping an eye on manners.

Viona threw her face in the other direction then replied, “Of course it's not good. If it's okay it can't be here,” it's cold.

“Bun, I'm out first. I delivered siomay to my lunch and arrived at the lobby. I'll go down for a second. Titip Mommy yes, Tya.”

Nara hurriedly snatched her bag and got out of there. Siomay delivery is just an excuse. He deliberately went out to give space and time to Tya who seemed to want to convey important things to her mother. In addition, Nara also wants to contact Bhishma, to inform him that Tya is in the hospital right now.

The silence inside the treatment room pierced as sharp as ice. It felt like slashing the surface of Tya's soul full of scars, the imprint of forging the weight of the body's soul that so long had to be borne alone. It was only with Bhishma that he shared the burden on the heart.

“Do you want to come here?” After only silence was left stretching the scroll of time, Viona finally made a sound again.

“I... I'm here to apologize, Mother,’ tirih Tya hoarse, ventured to answer even though her hands began to sweat coldly.

“Apologies for what?”

“For everything, Mother. Also sorry because I am this despicable presumptuous to fall in love with Mother's son. Part of my past is certainly synonymous with the label of a bad woman. But really, I never dared to seduce Mas Bhishma despite my past so, even dreaming of being loved did not dare. Please forgive Mas Bhishma, Mommy.” Tya faltered repeatedly, refraining from sobbing even though it was difficult. The effects of pregnancy make her feel more sensitive.

Viona gave a rough breath, turning to Tya who was looking down, standing at the side of the bed.

"Would it be possible to delete your dark past notes with an apology?” viona's reply emphasized her words. Highlight disappointed still clustered in his eyeballs.

Tya shook his head with a heart hit with grief.

“Removed it definitely can't, Mother. I came here to ask for Mother's forgiveness for Mas Bhishma, my husband. Kisruh Mommy with Mas Bisma all because I am the cause. With all humility I plead for Mother's generosity. If you want to be angry, be angry with me. If you want to hate, hate me. Mother do not torture yourself to fall ill, also I beg you not to blame Mas Bhishma."

Viona is back. His eyes are equally shiny. The look on Tya's face also highlighted the eyes and the sentence was divorced, entirely unoccupied mode. There is only a palpable sincerity in every word from the lips of the former night butterfly that is clearly bright is trying hard to continue to improve. From the visible behavior of the eyes and the story heard from Khalisa's mouth.

“Delay. Tell me what to do so that Mother is willing to forgive Mas Bhishma for marrying a woman like me. If Mother. Mother wants me per-go from life Mas Bhishma will I do if according to Mother is the best. I also realized, this self is not worthy of Mas Bhishma. Shame to ask Mother to accept me even though I really want to maintain this household. It's just please, don't ask me to stop loving Mas Bhishma, really I can't afford,” he said stifled, stammered.

“If I am right to ask you to leave Bhishma, are you really ready?” urged Viona still with a cold gaze, throwing a question that made Tya's entire body like molested his bones.

Tya who was originally lowered in jerks raised her face. Her tears that have been held since, are now spilling with heart-wrenching sobs. Sniffling along with clear crystals flooding the cheeks.

“If... if it is the best according to Mother, I will do. I will feel more sinful if I just stand idly by after being the cause of the breakdown of the relationship between mother and child.”

Seriate.