
Morning at Sumiyati's house.
The two middle-aged had been busy in the morning preparing all sorts of things they would bring to the hospital. All that is needed, stored in one big bag. He will still go to the hospital even though he is still weak.
"Mom, Mom's face is still pale. Mom really going to the hospital? Let me father, yes. I'm resting at home." Asep looked at Sumiyati, his eyes were soft and heavy. There was sadness emanating from his two misty sweets, he felt pity for the woman.
"It's okay, sir. Mom is okay, really. Really. Mom wants to wait for Naina in the hospital, she wants to eat too. Pity that the child already has no one else but us," said Sumiyati, his hands were busy tidying up the bushel containing food that will be brought to the hospital, Naina's favorite food.
Asep sighed, allowing his wife to leave. He sat in the chair looking at Sumiyati who seemed to be smiling preparing the meal. Since Naina's arrival, their lives have been noticeably warmer. The girl filled the void in their hearts, a heart that had longed for the figure of a child.
"What did you bring, really, a lot?" Asep smiled faintly looking at the wife.
"Well, what do we need in the hospital, sir. What's mom?" sumiyati replied, her hands were kept busy finishing what she was carrying.
"Excuse me!"
A foreign voice seized both of them from the rush of preparing all the necessities. The two looked at each other, asked each other, and simultaneously both of their shoulders were raised.
"Excuse me!" The voice sounded again.
"Who, Sir? Are you waiting for a guest?" sumiyati asked because usually Asep's co-worker or foreman often came to their house.
"No, Ma. Father also does not know. Come, Ma. Let's see, " said Asep while inviting Sumiyati to meet their guests.
The two of them moved out of the kitchen, stepping in curious as to who had come in that morning.
"Excuse me!" For the third time he spoke.
"Yes! Waita minute!" sahur Sumiyati while walking out.
Questions arise along the road to the terrace. Her heart beat immeasurably, anxiety was immediately present given Naina's condition in the hospital. His steps accelerated, not wanting to be cooped up for too long in curiosity that made him uncomfortable.
"Yes, who?" sumiyati asked, stunned as she looked down at a man younger than her. Stand in a full suit with his tie. He looks like a rich man.
"Sorry, am I interrupting?" asked the man politely, the smile on his lips engraved kindly.
However, that was not what made the beak woman lose her breath for a while. The face of the man in front of her felt familiar, Sumiyati guessed who the owner of the face like the man in front of her was.
"Why does she look like Naina, Mom?"
The whisper made Sumiyati's body stiffen. True, the face of the man standing in front of the house was similar to that of his nephew.
"Sorry-"
"Ah, it's okay. Find who, sir, sorry?" sumiyati asked, looking deeper into the face similar to Naina's.
"I'm looking for people, is it really Sumiyati's house?" asked the man without a smile on his lips, he was friendly and polite, knew manners.
Gaping at the lips of Aunt Naina, the more stirred her heart wanted to quickly know who was the dashing figure standing in front. Similarly to Asep, the frown on his forehead formed an impatient face.
The wider the smile on the man's lips. Both of his sweets were blackish brown, exuding real happiness.
"I'm Adrian, maybe you've heard that name" said the man, his eyes rolling right and left looking at the middle-aged two in front of him.
Sumiyati and Asep turned their backs instantly, remembering the name Lita once mentioned.
"Lita?" Subconsciously oral Sumiyati muttered, slowly raising her face looking at the man in front of her. "You're the man Lita once told me about. Why come here? Because of you Lita left the house and never came home again" Sumiyati suddenly sniffled.
Her old heart is really hurt, considering that Naina is the descendant of the man who once hurt her sister. Until Lita decides to leave and never come back. Then came the news of his death.
The smile on the man's lips receded, changing into a deep sadness. As his memories with Lita flashed by, a deep sense of regret erupted. The guilt that makes him unsettled to live life, continues to act like a disturbing ghost.
"I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to hurt Lita. I regret everything that happened, and let the moment take responsibility for the past" the man said earnestly.
Cloudy clouds began to form on his handsome, pure white face that was reddened by the outpouring of emotions within the chest. Longing radiated in both eyes, longing for the one he had hurt in the past.
"What kind of responsibility would you do, sir? We know, we people don't have, but you shouldn't hurt my sister." Sumiyati's tears fell as Lita's moody shadow flashed through her mind.
The man sighed, it was not easy for him to turn things around. Especially when the past has been hurt.
"I'd like to see Lita's son, our son. I know, the kid's grown up and lives here now. Trust me, Sir, Mom. All this time I was looking for Lita, to the point of having to go to various cities to find her, but until now I could not find her. Until I saw the photo of the girl, the girl named Naina. Isn't he Lita's son?" look at the man with all his heart.
Sumiyati looked at the two beads in front of her, looking around for lies. He said the right thing, honestly.
"But you do it outside of marriage. Even though Naina is your biological child right. He's Lita's full right, but I won't forbid you from meeting. Naina deserves to know who her biological father is" Sumiyati said firmly and definitively.
The man looked down, everything the old woman in front of him said was true. They do that outside of marriage, something that starts with bad intentions, it always ends badly.
"It's allowed I want to be responsible for meeting all his needs. It's nothing, think of it as my penance in the past. I won't take it from Lita, just want to meet her and get to know her. Please, ma'am, sir, let me meet them, "ask Adrian with a trembling heart.
Sumiyati sighed, lowering her ego also dispelling hatred towards the man. Maybe it's time Naina found out who her father is? His heart was a little comforted.
"Who are you referring to?" Sumiyati stared intently at the two men's eyes.
"Naina's with Lita, especially Lita. I want to ask forgiveness from him. I want to apologize to him. Please, let me meet him, "please ask the man to say something to Sumiyati.
Looking at the wailing face in front of him, Sumiyati's old heart was heartless.
"You can meet Naina, but you can't meet Lita," Sumiyati said, holding back the pain of remembering the harsh reality, Lita had left her first.
"Why?" Adrian asked confusedly.
"Lita died a few months ago in Jakarta. He was buried there, not here" Sumiyati replied quivering.
"W-what?"