
After arriving at her house, Tica put her belongings in her private room. The mother and father had been waiting for her in the living room together with Recaz.
"Tic, how's your grandson's mother doing?"
Tica's father asked as he slowly stroked his daughter's distended stomach.
"Good Well! And I got two at a time!"
Tica smiled at her mother and father.
The father and mother were happy and reflexively hugged their daughter together. Recaz smiled at the harmony of the Tica family, because he still did not see the small family.
"He who's Tic?"
"Oh yes Mom, Dad! Recognize he's Tica's boss and best friend. His name is Recaz."
"Sir Mother." Recaz greeted Tica's parents' hands politely.
"Son Recaz, I'm sorry our daughter's a hassle." Said the father who felt bad for Recaz. The handsome man simply smiled and replied with a sledgehammer. Tica didn't bother her at all.
"Tic, handsome pol iki loh! Where's Bule from?"
Hearing himself being called that, Recaz chuckled softly. His face was indeed lowered from his father who was a native American. With green netra and blonde hair accompanied by a tall, stocky body, who would not be fascinated by God's creation of that one. Plus the wealth he has made him famous and known among young successful businessmen.
"Mom could have been, I'm from America, Mom. My mother is from Indonesia the land of Java and my father is Native American."
"Tic, brush!"
"Mother don't bar-bar, play brushes. There's a clear view, Tica has a husband, Mom! We're just coworkers, after all!" Tica who did not accept her mother betrothed herself to Recaz, clearly she already has a husband. Although not considered.
"But I don't know why I remember my mother."
"Where's Recaz's mother now?"
"In America, Mom. With my father, because I have several companies there so he only visited Indonesia once a year."
"Oh!" Mother Tica mangosteen understands.
They also kept chatting warmly like family. Recaz is happy to be in the midst of a Tica family that is so warm and harmonious. Just like her family, Tica's mother reminded herself of her mother.
Recaz decided to go home after two hours of chatting. It will come in a few days to visit Tica, if the schedule is not tight. And Tica will be on leave for the next three months.
And now it's time for the mother to interrogate Tica, why her daughter came to the village instead of with her husband. Then where is Tica's real husband, why isn't the man next to his daughter. The man had promised him to always look after the princess.
"Sit down!"
"I.iya Ma!
"Honest to mom now. Where is your real husband, remember Tica! This mother knows you're lying or being honest with mom, you know your daughter's feelings so you expect your honesty!"
Tica's not strong, she's tired her soul's tired. He wanted to tell everything, and only to the woman who gave birth to him could he pour out all the sadness and all the problems that befell him. He approached and entered into the warm embrace of his mother. Tica, the woman was sobbing in her cleavage. No child can tell a lie to his mother, a woman who clearly has an inner relationship with him and can feel what her child feels.
"Ti..tica's tired, Mom! Hix... In.he's gone.hiks, Ti..tica has me.Strong hicks!"
Mother remained silent, as much as possible she did not cry. Mother tried to calm her daughter by stroking the princess' back. Which mother does not get sick when she sees the daughter she has been caring for and she loves is wasted by a man who is even new to her daughter's life.
After Tica calmed down a little, mom let go of the embrace and asked Tica to tell her the truth.
"Tell me the truth."
"So, Mom. Hix... Seven months ago, he told me to go to America. He promised to pick me up after four months. Hix... Hiks.., Tica is strong, Mom!"
If this is the case, I can't force Tica to tell a story. Maybe it took a while to calm down.
"All right, now rest. Don't ever cry again, I'm here with you."
"Yes Mom!"
"And you're here too, son!"
Deggs.
"A..dad?"
Tica immediately shook in fear. His father dislikes it the most if he cries, his father will be immediately angry and come to anyone who makes his daughter cry. Moreover, the father's health condition is still unstable, making Tica not want to tell the father so that the man is not burdened and not think much. Tica doesn't want her father to drop again.
"I'm sorry, Tica Dad! Hicks."
"Wake up, boy, you are strong! You father's son, we take care of the paternal grandchildren together. Don't expect that guy anymore!"
"Tica love daddy mom!"
The little family hugged happily, giving support to the poor girl in trouble. Tica was so grateful to have been born from her mother's womb and to have a father like her father. Who always loved himself and always showed him the bitterness and sweetness of the life he would live and would strengthen his mentality.
I love you, Daddy Mom!
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TBCS!
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