The Conqueror of Love the Heir
Patient

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The car Gala was driving was not perfectly parked. But his young master was already impatiently waiting, he immediately opened the passenger car door beside Gala, then ran into the house.

"Mama..," called Mahen with a low breath.

The handsome man loosened the circular tie around his neck while circulating his gaze in all directions. But neither did he find the whereabouts of his mother.

"Called call did not appear. Where's mom, anyway?" murmured Mahen who occasionally rubbed his face rough. He was curious. He also took the initiative to his private room with Nayla.

Before reaching his destination, he reached into his pants pocket, to pick up the phone. Then he opened the screen of the advanced flat object and immediately pressed Wida's mbak number.

Mahen waited a few seconds for his phone call to be answered by someone from afar.

"Assalamu'alaikum, sir," greetings to Wida, as the opening conversation with his master.

"Waalaikumsalam, where is Wida, now?" ask Mahen hastily.

"I'm still on my way home from the market, Mr. Mahen. What's up, huh, sir?" answer Mbak Wida as well as give a question back to Mahen.

"Oh, again on the market. You don't know if my mom's home?" search Mahen.

"Sorry, sir. I did not know that at home, now there is his Mama, Mr. Mahen," replied honestly Mbak Wida.

"Yes already. Ma'am Wida's coming home soon!" his orders, immediately disconnected his phone connection unilaterally.

Ms. Wida stared at the screen of her phone which was not connected to the call with her master. "The habit of the rich, if the phone likes to be disconnected suddenly. But, if the call has not been answered. Must be angry," snorted mbak Wida. "Try if we mutuskan first, the red card immediately floated. You are not polite, people are still talking have been playing close," mbak Wida nagging absrud while continuing to walk towards the parking lot.

Back to Mahen.

Mahen stopped his steps, when he heard clearly Mama Siska's conversation with Surya his loyal driver.

It was clearly visible on the face of the mother showing sadness. Even the clear liquid had escaped from both of its neutrals. Mahen ran to hug the person who had given birth to him and wiped away his tears. But that's all, he didn't do. Because he prefers to stay in his position now, for the sake of being able to hear the conversation of two people who are different in gender.

"Am I wrong if I want happiness for my son? Maybe it used to be my fault to pressure Mahen to get married, until Mahen got stuck in marriage with Giska. At first I trusted very much the sincerity of Giska's love for Mahen. But with the passage of time, all of those facts were revealed as well. Until I found out Giska had betrayed my son. He had an affair with Pramudya Adiswara, the producer himself. It hurts my heart, seeing it directly with my own eyes, without a report from someone," said Mama Siska with sobs that began to sound clear.

"Patience, big lady. Don't cry on. There must be a silver lining behind an event. It is better for the Madam to be straightforward with young master Mahen, so that the mind and heart, the big madam becomes plong. And if the Madam wants to feel calmer again, mending the big madam, confide in the same Alloh Subhanallahu wa' taalla. In order to lighten the burden that has been carried by the Lady and God willing, surely Allaah is Most Merciful in his servant will provide the best solution in all the affairs in this world," Surya tried to balance the curses of his great mistress wisely and manners.

Mama Siska rests her head on the back of the sofa in the family room. His eyes closed for a moment.

"Am I the same, huh, Sur? Or am I thinking too much about the world. Too much demand on Mahen. When he was growing up, I asked Mahen to study business to one day replace his papa, taking care of Wijaya Group, Company. After Mahen took control of the business, I again demanded that he get married. And after he married a few years to Giska, I started suing him again. In order to soon have offspring, even more evil. I told Mahen to get married again so that he would quickly have children. And why would I say that, Sur? The answer was because my heart was sick and disappointed, my son was played like that. Has my son done evil to Giska, until he could have cheated on Mahen's back?

Sometimes it feels like this heart is no longer strong to hold it. What do you think, I better tell Mahen all that, huh, Sur? But not only that, Sur. Later I will also scold Mahen too, it's good that he married again. I'm not told. Want to be crossed out from the KK of the Wijaya family, what is it, Mahen? Even worse, pick young leaves. Truly the Mahen asked to be lectured forty days and forty nights" long curses of memory lane, Mama Siska on his beloved driver.

Surya budging. He should not just voice his proposal or even provide a solution that is not necessarily the same as his big madam. He could be given a death kick by Mahendra Wijaya. Although he knew anxiety and anxiety were clearly visible on Mama Siska's face, right now. Surya does not want to further aggravate the mood of his big mistress, to make Mama Siska more sad.

"The lady is big" call Surya a few times.

Surya's voice managed to shake the momentary daydream of Mama Siska. He took a deep breath after he opened his eyes.

"Yes, Sur. What do you think?"

"This is what I think, Madam. What's not better, the big lady told me everything about what the big lady knew and also included strong evidence so that young master Mahen would not disagree with the big lady, in the future. And if this problem is kept too long. The fear that someday there will be a party who does not like and increasingly poison the mind of young master Mahen. And the strange thing is, the big madam does not like the betrayal that Lady Giska has committed. But, telling young master Mahen to remarry, before divorcing Lady Giska. It's the same as the big madam triggering a big problem and increasingly complicated bin aka mbuleti,"

"You dare blame me, Surya?" mama Siska asked without blinking her eyes. Highlight his sharp eyes, immediately make Surya's guts become dragging.

Surya cupped his hands together apologizing, "Excuse me, big lady, forgive me for being so presumptuous to make a proposal."

A few seconds, Mama Siska was silent. He frowned.

Sassy?

"Who's presumptuous, Surya?" timpal fast Mama Siska.

"I, big lady,"

"Suryans.. Solar. You're funny," chuckled Mama Siska later. "You're afraid, I'm angry, yes," joked Mama Siska trying to melt her mood and make Surya not to spaneng.

"I thank you very much, Surya. It was always there to accompany me everywhere, and was ready to hear my curses for free. Try if I confide in a psychologist, it is definitely expensive, Sur," he said again.

"It could be, this big madam," Surya followed the grin.

"I am grateful, Sur. Still found all around me, good people who don't just take advantage of me."

Mama Siska is heavy. Crystal threads from his eye peluruk, suddenly dripping back on his cheek.

'Woah, how is this? The big madam rebuked again, ' muttered Surya confused.

As fast as lightning Mahen came out from hiding, then immediately hugged Mama Siska who was crying as she pleased.

"I'm sorry Mahen, Ma" said Mahen tightened his embrace.

"Basic boy!" mama Siska's screams spontaneously beat Mahen's back while sobbing. "Why don't you tell Mama you're getting married again! You sableng boy! Ask for your expungement from KK!" hardik Mama Siska's.

Suddenly Mahen's curse made Mama Siska smile.

"Dicoret can still be revised, dear Mama," Mahen showered a kiss of affection on his mother on the face of the twilight woman.

And Mahen also gawked at the words of Mama Siska. "You should fast for one month. The swollen Nayla cake expands, as you manoeuvre it full power!" mama Siska whispers in Mahen's sense of hearing.

"Yahoooooo!" jeremy Mahen. "Where is Jalu's fate, having to fast again?"

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