The Heart of Old Menjakaka
333. I love him so much
"Ah I'm sorry, Mom. I was too happy to meet Silvi," Tian said awkwardly. He rubbed his neck which felt sweaty.
"Brandfather here what do you want? Juna is not here." Della took a few steps back to her door. He felt uneasy about the man's presence and his feelings were suddenly uneasy.
"I want to ask permission from Mom, I want to take Silvi to the hospital" Tian said.
"Get to the hospital? Silvi is healthy walafiat." Della grabs Silvi's blanket on a plastic stool, then covers her tiny body.
And since earlier, Tian noticed Silvi's stomach which had a black birthmark there. He became more convinced, if the baby girl was his child.
However, to confirm and take Silvi, the first step is to do a DNA test. Because that way, everyone will believe him and Tian is sure that there will definitely be a way for him to bring Silvi to live together.
"We can talk first, Mom? Let me understand. You see, there's a lot I want to tell you about Mom," Tian said.
"What conversation? Just talk now."
Tian slowly wasted his breath first before telling a story. "I used to have a son, his name was Tina with my ex-wife named Fira. At first, he told her that Tina was dead. But it turned out ... After I moved the tomb, it was an empty tomb, Mom," Tian said.
"Keep, what does this have to do with Silvi? Why would a show wear want to take her to any hospital?" della asked who looked puzzled, with the direction of the conversation that Tian was discussing.
"The child shaman who helped Fira give birth .. It turns out that Tina did not die, she is still alive. It's just that Fira took him out of nowhere. My ex-wife's been cheating on me all this time, ma'am. And only now .. I can see my son's face in the photo." Tian reached into his pants pocket, then picked up a cell phone. She opens the gallery and then shows a photo of Tina towards Della. The woman's face immediately stiffened, when the baby in her carrying was so similar to the photo.
'Why is the photo similar to Silvi my son?!' della's inner self in heart. She looked at her son's face, then kissed him gently. Silvi had started to fall asleep because Della had been cuddling her.
"Because this photo looks like Silvi let alone Silvi has a birthmark like Tina has .. so I want to do a DNA test to make sure and make everyone believe, that Tina is Silvi, she said, my son, Mom," Tian explained.
"Yes, Mom. I want to take Silvi and take care of her to stay with me" Tian said with a nod of his head.
"No!" Della shook her head quickly. "Father can't do a DNA test with Silvi and Silvi is not your son! He's my son! My son and Mas Dono!" emphatically.
"But, Ma'am ...." Tian's words stopped because he suddenly saw Della running into the house. "Mom! Open the door, Mom!" he was knocking at the door.
Not only closed, but the door was also Della's key. Even the whole window in the corner of his house. Worried that Tian's coming in through there.
Della went into the room, then closed the door and locked it tightly. Slowly he sat on the bed and quickly reached into his pants pocket to pick up the phone. She tried to contact Dono, her husband.
"Pa, Mr. Tian wants to take Silvi away from us. Mama doesn't want to, Pa, Mama loves him, Silvi is already Mama's son," said Della when the call was picked up by the other side. His voice sounded so vibrating with his body. Her tears flowed with anxiety. Really, he couldn't imagine that Silvi would leave him. It hurts so bad.
"Sir Tian?! Why would Pak Tian want to take Silvi, Ma?" ask Dono. His voice sounded anxious. Maybe he was worried because he heard Della's cry.
"He said ... Silvi is Tina's son. He must be lying, right, Pa? Papa please go home and drive Mr. Tian out at our house, Mama doesn't want it until she takes Silvi," Della said. His heart is now pounding.
"Yes, Papa's coming home now. Mama comes in and locks the door if you're scared" Dono suggested.
"Yes." Yeah." Della nodded quickly. After disconnecting the call, she slowly laid Silvi's body on the mattress, then she also lay down while hugging her body. His eyes looked empty and his eyes glared toward the ceiling. 'O Allah, this time alone .. Please do not separate me from my adopted son. I love him as much as my own son. I'm not willing if he goes back away from me, ' his mind is twisted. Time and again Della kissed Silvi's forehead, seeing the tiny baby so soundly in her arms. He hasn't bathed and sweats.
...Poor Aunt Della, but how 🤧 Om Tian also pity 🤧...