The Promise Rejected
Chapter 20

The Rejected Promise

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It turns out that Mama called me, I guess who. I lyric clock on the phone, it's 08.12. I've had bad luck. I Adira lyrics it turns out she's still asleep.

" Hello son, you're horrified by Mama's words, right?. Intan, hello hello "

" I-iya Mah, I'm horrified. I'll share lok ya "I answer.

" Oh okay, honey, you want to drop something? Have eaten?. Intan want chicken porridge or Mama buyin your favorite soto?." Said my mother who always paid attention to me.

" Inan has not eaten mah, has not had time to cook because Intan woke up bad luck. It's up to Mama to bring what . Be careful on the road! ".

" Yes dear !"

Phone is turned off.

I grabbed a towel hanging on the wall, immediately took a shower and prepared. Let Adira sleep, I can't wake her.

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Geck! Geck!

" Assalamualaikum "Sheard the sound of greetings from outside.

It must be Mama

" Waalaikumsalam" I answered from within.

Chequek!

" Yes! " I'm hugging Mama and Papa.

I let them into the house. They're watching my current residence. They watched him for a long time. I went to the kitchen to make them drinks.

There were two guys who were transporting all my bags and stuff.

" Inan, Mama brought you chicken porridge, haven't you had breakfast, Mama didn't buy you soto, the guy hasn't opened "

" It's okay Mah, the important thing is that my stomach is filled "I take the porridge and eat it immediately. Mom is playing with Adira.

" Yuk! Is that your breakfast, Intan? " Say Papa from the front.

" Is it Pah ? " Task Mama.

" It's been "Reply Papa replied.

I told them to go ahead first, when they were out of sight. I'll look at this house for the last time. My eyes dewy, I immediately wiped them with the tip of my finger. My shelter, my hiding place, to me this house is everything.

" Goodbye ! " My words are smiling.

I walk my feet towards the yard. Don't forget I locked the door. I told her mother that I moved today.

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My daughter is now 3 years old. All this time I worked to meet my and Adira's needs. I'm not a girl anymore who just rely and ask for money to Papa, now I've become a mother, and I have to suffice myself. I don't want to trouble them. Adira is my duty not Papa's.

I opened a boutique with the rest of my savings. I started with 0, and now Alhamdulillah quite crowded. It is not important that Adira's needs are fulfilled and not lacking. During my time at work, Mama took care of Adira, not me who asked for it but Mama's own will.

Sometimes there is a bad taste, once I wanted to rent a baby sitter but not allowed Mama, said Mama mending her money to buy diapers Adira rather than to pay for baby sitter. Mama is very meritorious in my life as well as Papa. I will not forget them. Adira is no less affectionate.

Sometimes I feel sad when I see my daughter who doesn't have a father. Can I, if one day Adira asks where her Father is? . What am I gonna say?.

All this time I never saw Dito, I never expected to meet Dito. I also don't want to find out any information about Dito. Make what?. Just wasting my time. The past deserves to be forgotten and there is no need to remember it.