The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
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Ryan lay in bed that had been Bagaskara's seal for months. Bagaskara did not allow him to enter the room that had been his since childhood. However, Ambar, who was sorry for the child's condition, told the man to stay overnight. Not to mention, the day that is near midnight, the hawa is certainly not good for Alvino. Now, Ryan was staring at the ceiling of the beige room, straightening the body that still feels a little itchy— despite having smeared ointment, even had taken allergy medicine anyway.

The man was still thinking about Ambar's words spelling out Bagaskara's words before leaving the living room.

"Well, what does Papah mean?" ryan asked after Bagaskara's departure to Ambar who was putting Alvino to bed on the sofa.

"Your father will forgive you as long as you obey all his words. Believe what your papa says is for your good." Ambar patted Ryan's shoulder.

"We love you. We love Irma too. Sorry, maybe yesterday papah and mamah were too excessive in attitude. Honestly, we were very disappointed when you hurt Irma whom we considered a child of our own. Moreover, your papah who has promised his father Irma will take care of his daughter. When you hear the true state of your relationship with Irma, your papah is devastated. He blames himself for failing to educate you!" he continued, a little stuck. "Smiles she lost along with the breakdown of your relationship. You're too stupid to dump a woman who loves and is devoted to you, to make everyone suffer because of you. And look what you got by marrying the woman of your choice?" Ambar spoke at length and eventually regretted Ryan's choice.

Ryan silently lowered his head, listening to every word that came out of Ambar's mouth. Regretted? Of course he was very sorry. His family had chosen the best companion, but he abandoned him and chose his own choice, which compared to Irma as heaven and earth.

"However, when you hear Irma has passed on her life, your papah smile is back. His guilt towards Om Burhan was slightly treated. He rearranges his heart to begin to forgive you. Yes, even though you also know, it is not spared from the hand of Irma who persuaded your papah to be kind to you. Irma okay? Even if you hurt her so cruelly, she still won't let you loose because of her." Ambar squinted one eye at Ryan who was getting down from guilt.

"He's very good. If it were not for his understanding, my mother would not have forgiven you. She's not a former daughter-in-law, but she's our daughter. Let your daughter live happily with her choices. Don't disturb his happiness. Mamah is sure you can get happiness too, but not with Irma. Please do not disturb Irma's relationship! You hurt her enough." Ambar clenched his hands together in front of his chest, pleading with Ryan not to bother Irma. Tears were without excuse wet the face of the woman who was no longer young.

Ryan slowly looked up, looking at the mother who was begging him. I don't know why his chest hurt so much to see the tears keep breaking from Ambar's eyes. How much did he hurt those closest to him? Everyone is hurt by their selfish attitude. Unable to see Ambar still clenched his arms, guilt increasingly rippled in Ryan's chest. He shuffled from his seat, then knelt before Ambar, who was still sitting, begging for mercy.

"I'm sorry, Mah! I was wrong. I, who had been fooled by love for Elsa, made me forget the love of those who had loved me sincerely. I'm sorry." Ryan hugged Ambar's knee. His body trembled, he could not resist the tears that also flowed profusely from his two irises.

Both of them also dissolve in crying, as well as Bagaskara. The man who watched the child and the mother from the second floor could not feel any tears. "May this be a turning point for you to be the proud child of papah again" said Bagaskara while wiping the clear liquid without permission out, then turned back into the room.

Ryan and Ambar forgive each other. Even the man promised to change. His words look sincere and with a strong determination, unlike yesterday-yesterday.

"I want to be Papah's son again. Enough of me being a dissident. I will obey all that Papah commands, for I am sure that no parent will mislead his child. I'm sorry, Mah!" said Ryan who was still crying while hugging Ambar's knee.

"Your mother forgave you before you even apologized. All this time you've been bad because you want to understand where your mistakes are." Ambar held onto Ryan's shoulder, raised the still-subdued head, then hugged him. Something he had long missed. His son has returned, though he must let go of Irma who cannot return to Ryan.

"Then what did Papah mean to ask me to adopt Alvino? Did a father adopt his own son?" ryan asked, giving Ambar a bottle of milk.

Ambar grabbed a bottle of milk, then gave it to Alvino who was already very thirsty. "Are you sure this is your son?"

"Why not sure? I'm the one who raised him" Ryan replied confidently. She believes Elsa is a loyal woman.

"Surely just you?"

"Related."

Ambar takes a deep breath, supplying a large supply of oxygen before telling something that will change Ryan's belief in Elsa.

"There's something you don't know yet. Mama put Alvino to bed first! But I hope that doesn't change anything about Alvino. Even kittens if we take care of a child will definitely massage and role model with us. Let alone the son of man, as long as we educate him well, surely he will follow our teachings."

said Ambar who still can not understand Ryan.

***

"I still can't believe everything Mamah said. This is a nightmare!" Ryan covered his face with both hands, then ruffled his hair. He seemed so frustrated by the reality he had just received after Ambar put Alvino to bed. "I'm sorry, Ir! You deserve to be happy. I'm not gonna interrupt your relationship."

Today was a long day for Ryan. In fact, he could not even close his eyes. Today is the turning point of his life. Ryan has set his life goals.

Meanwhile, in two houses located next to each other. The husband and wife candidates who will soon make up their relationship are sleeping very fast. One fell asleep while holding his cheek, while the other slept while holding his lips. It was as if the impromptu events that Andre did would they continue in their good dreams.