The End of Two Semesters
Chapter 37 – Loving In Heart

Santi only met his mother, because his father did not want to go out to meet Santi. He wanted to apologize to his father. His father refused Santi's arrival, but seeing Halimah pleading to meet Santi, Hermawan finally allowed Halimah to meet Santi.

That afternoon, Santi went to his parents' house. Hermawan with a cruel and fierce face immediately stood firm, ruffled waist facing Santi.

“You are coming home!” snapped it.

“Pa, Santi apologise, Santi please forgive.” Santi lowered his head and wanted to hold Hermawan's feet, but Hermawan slightly brushed Santi's hands with his feet. “Go you! Don't hurt your feet in this house again! The child does not know it is lucky! Damn kid!” snapped Hermawan growled.

“Pa, Santi apologise,” says Santi lirih.

“Pak Hermawan, my daughter wants to apologize to you, you should not be like this?” arya.

“She's not my daughter!” erangnya, then left them on the porch of his house. However, as his feet stepped into the house, Hermawan's footsteps stopped because he saw Halimah coming out. “You want what you came out? Logging in! Don't you meet that damn kid!” he said in a high tone. “Indeed, he should have just died!” snarl.

“He's my son! If he dies, I must die too! Don't ever tell me he's an unlucky kid again! He's my son, my son, Hermawan! I gave birth!” erang Halimah with a hateful look at Hermawan. “You should have died, Hermawan! Not Herdika, or Santi,” screeches.

Hermawan was silent, his eyes condensing as Halimah said Herdika's name. Hermawan left Halima inside. “Meet him, don't be long!” he said then left Halimah.

Halima came out with a sad look at her daughter who was still on the floor, and cried in Arya's arms.

“Santi my son,” he said amid the broken sobs. Halimah hugged Santi.

“Mama .. forgive Santi, Ma,” said Santi with a trembling body hugging his mother.

“The wrong mom, not you, son. Forgive me too,” said Halimah by hugging Santi and kissing Santi's face. “We talked there, huh? Let's help you wake up,” invite Halimah.

“Mas, I'm the same mama first, yes?” said Santi.

“Yes, you need to talk to both, talk first I'll wait here. Already do not cry, everything will be fine,” said Arya.

“Iya, thanks, Mas,” says Santi.

“Still, Arya. Mama borrow Santi for a while,” said Halimah.

“Iya, Mom, talk to mom's daughter,” Arya replied.

Arya sits on the porch chair, she lets Santi and her mother talk in the gazebo in her garden. Arya waited for him by reading the newspaper.

As for Hermawan, he was in his room, he remembered Halimah's words about Herdika. Didn't expect his wife to discuss Herdika again. Hermawan took a photo that he kept in a small closet drawer; he. His eyes were getting wet, his tears falling down looking at the photo.

“I'm sorry, Brother. I failed to be a father to Santi, I'm sorry,” he said sobbing.

Hermawan continued to look at the old portrait, he still sobbed, and continued to remember what he had past.

^^^

“Mama is happy to see you healthy, son,” cetus Halimah with teary eyes. Santi was invited to sit next to him.

Halimah continued to hold Santi's hand even though they were already sitting side by side. He looked at Santi's face with happiness, like he had rediscovered the lost jewel of his heart.

“Mama is healthy, right?” ask Santi.

“As you can see, mama is fine,” replied Halimah.

At a glance Halimah glanced at Santi's stomach that had been bloated, Halima smiled and then rubbed Santi's stomach. “How was your pregnancy? How old is she?” ask Halimah.

“Alhamdulillah, Santi content is fine, Ma. Next month is about to enter its 36th week, Ma. Soon Santi wants to be a mother, want to give birth,” replied Santi happily.

“Often control to doctor, right?” ask Halimah.

“Last Monday when you came here, check-up first. I want to be born here, so I check-up first, let me know how the end result of check-up,” replied Santi.

“If you need anything to say to mom, don't wait for mama to call, you just said, mama this is your mama, whatever you need, as long as mama can, mama will fulfill, San, San,” says Halimah.

“Iya, Mother. Later if Santi needs anything say to mama,” replied Santi.

Throughout the meeting, they talked while enjoying snacks and drinks prepared by assistants at Halimah's house. Santi's personal assistant immediately hugged Santi because he missed his employer.

“I miss Santi,” she said sobbing. “Mbak healthy? Ma'am I heard that I want to come here, I immediately make this cake for mbak, the same as this, the original made by Imah,” said Imah.

“Still yes, Ma'am Im. Repot once,” replied Santi.

“Not bother, Ma'am, this is all for the sake of mbak. The spirit, huh? Ma'am husband mbak very handsome Yes Allah ... Masya Allah ...,” praise Imah.

“Handsome dong, whose husband used to be? Don't be stabbed, huh? A thousand and one people like him in this world,” said Santi with a chuckle.

“Tan easy, Ma'am. How about Ali later, when I betrayed ayang bebeb Imah, Mbak?” said it. “Ya already want to continue cleaning up. All the lyrics of her handsome husband,” he said with a bang, then left Santi and his mother.

Santi only shook his head at the behavior of his loyal assistant. Santi clasped his mother's hand and kissed her repeatedly. They re-enjoyed the meeting after Imah went inside. They shed each other longs, and talk about things lightly.

Halimah listened more, letting Santi tell her about herself. About the boutique he managed in Pekalongan, about his house there which turned out to be Arya, a very beautiful house, a spacious garden, and beautiful. Of course Santi also told about Arya's attention and kindness.

“You should be grateful, meet a man as good as Arya,” said Halimah full haru. “It turns out there are still yes, sincere and selfless people like Arya?” praise Halimah to her daughter-in-law.

“His simplicity has taught me about this life, Ma,” Santi said feelingly. “Unlike those in power, who are only vying to enrich themselves, though by oppressing the weak.” Santi looked at Halimah with sadness.

“He's a good husband, you have to obey him,” Halimah said. “No sincere person, here asks for the blessing to marry a woman who is pregnant out of wedlock, and not her who impregnates her. He's a nice guy I've been finding all along. May your marriage always be blessed, and always happy, even though you know, you can not accept it, because you still love Fano,” said Halimah.

“Mama was wrong, I've fallen for Arya, even love for Fano I've forgotten her, but Arya has a lover, Ma. She loved her lover so much, and our wedding was just a black wedding on white, just two semesters. But, Santi is happy, even though Santi only loves Arya in Santi's heart. This is what makes Santi strong and strong, Ma.” The words only flashed in Santi's mind.