Thought by Maid, Turns out to be the Mafia Wife
157. Forgive

Daffa and Bunga are already in the hospital where Miss Cyra is currently being treated. The couple went into the room of Miss Cyra where Mr. Darwish was looking after her.

Mrs Cyra was sitting facing the window staring at a window that only gave a view of the tall buildings in the hospital area.

"Papa's...!" greet Daffa while hugging his biological father. Darwish hugged the son longer because he had earned his son a new nickname called papa.

"Thank you, kid. I'm becoming a more meaningful human being from now on because of your calling" Darwish said, patting his son's back happily.

"Pardon Daffa papa for behaving like a child and forsaking papa and mama without wanting to listen to your reasons with your very difficult position at that time" Daffa said regretfully.

"That's human Daffa. Papa doesn't blame you for your actions, son. You have the right to be angry and disappointed with what happened because of our circumstances that can not raise you naturally like other parents in their biological children.

We can't keep up with your progress all the time until you grow up. Just you, we don't know. So, how can papa pick you up. Meeting your mother just a few weeks ago, what can you do to try your love for both of you?" lamented mister Darwis.

"Papa. Daffa has forgiven my mother and father. God willing, Daffa has not been burdened with the status of Daffa because Daffa was born from the bonds of your holy marriage, not born as your illegitimate child," said Daffa who still has honor in front of his family wife.

"If you can forgive us, but what a pity, your mother can't forgive herself. Too many wounds in his life to be an American intelligence spy.

It was me who involved him in my work that we fell in love and married secretly. And in the end, Mr. Murrad took your mama away by changing the identity of your mama, Cyra after giving birth to you son without my knowledge," said Darwish sadly.

"So mommy feels like she's betrayed papa for being the goddamn bastard's mistress?" asked Daffa while clenching both of his hands.

"Your mother felt guilty for throwing you away and covering up Murrad's crimes for years. That's why she has a hard time forgiving herself for being such a cowardly mother" Darwish said.

"Good papa. Daffa will try to convince you that Daffa has forgiven your actions to Daffa" Daffa said.

"alright. Papa's taking your wife to the hospital cafe. Let you two talk," said Darwish invites Bunga who had been a loyal listener between the two.

After the death of his wife and father to the hospital cafe, Daffa approached his mother while embracing the shoulders of his silent mother as if his mind floated out of nowhere.

"Mr...! Daffa came to see my mother again. Do you remember your most handsome son?" Daffa tried to familiarize himself with the mother who did not want to look at her face at all.

Daffa cupped his mother's cheeks towards him. He wanted to look deeper into the eyes of his mother who was suddenly aware of the existence of Daffa.

"You....! go...get out of here..! I hate you Darwish. You ..you ..because you ruined my life. I have left my son to someone else. What are you here for? go...!" cyra's hysterical screams left Daffa's heart torn to shreds at the sight of her mother's helplessness.

"Mrs ..! it's Daffa. The baby mama gave to others is big now" Daffa said, seducing her mother like a child sulking.

Daffa hugged his mother who was still crying. The warmth of Daffa's embrace made his mother's body weaken to immerse her face into the chest of her son's field who joined in crying.

"Daffa has forgiven mom. We came to pick up Mom. Don't you want to live with Papa? Do you still want to live far away from me?" asked Daffa but still did not get a response from the mother who was still trapped in her mind in the past.

His body and mind looked tired. Cyra finally fell asleep in the arms of the son after tired of crying. It felt like he had released his burden of being able to vent his feelings. Disgusted at himself. Feeling that the wife is unable to maintain her honor because she is controlled by another man.

In his arms, Daffa could feel his mother's inner wounds." O Allah. What kind of child am I? my mother suffered half of her life because of fate and I readily judged her without wanting to listen to her grievances, "inner Daffa then laid her mother's body on the bed.

Pulling the blanket over her mother's body. Daffa kissed mistress Cyra's forehead full of tenderness. That pretty face still brought down deep sadness.

If it is difficult for a man's life to forgive him, be prepared to give him the love we have to heal his wounds. Only love can remove all the pain in this life.

"Do you want to bring your mom to America?" ask Daffa.

"Yes dear. We'll get married again after your mother's healed. If it's still here, those bad memories will bind him" said Mr. Darwish.

"But, can you bring me to America?" ask Flowers.

"The case is closed. In America, Cyra will meet many experts to be able to treat her soul. Most of our religious understanding is equally catholic so it is easy for us to find a spiritual teacher to calm Cyra's soul" continued Mr. Darwis.

"alright. Let us know if you and mom are going back to America!" pinta Daffa's.

"Papa. We'll let you go home first. Tomorrow Flowers will bring the family of Flowers to get acquainted with papa and mama," said Bunga.

"Thank You Flowers. Give my respects to your family. I'm sorry I couldn't go to your family's house and thank you for being my daughter-in-law. Daffa is lucky to have you, son," said Mr. Darwish sincerely.

"By pleasure papa. I love your son, Daffa. See you soon papa," said Bunga then kissed the back of his father-in-law's hand who was a little surprised by this Indonesian Muslim tradition.

Flowers also kiss Cyra's forehead gently." Who would have thought we'd meet again to be a family, Mama Cyra. Destiny is hard to guess. But I never blame fate because your son is the choice of my Lord God to accompany me until I close my eyes" whispered Flower.

The couple left the hospital. Along the way, Daffa clasped his wife's hand while driving his car. Meeting his family with his wife who always supported him made Daffa feel no longer alone in this world because it always got scorn from Flowers every time Daffa almost fell in a devil's trap.

In Salim's grandfather's mansion, Adam tells what happened to them from the beginning they arrived at the top of the villa which was greeted by fire from the enemy to eliminate them.

Knowing his great-grandchildren were attacked by the enemy made grandfather Salim's face hardened. With a trembling voice holding back the anger he took his cell phone wanting to hit his nephew's granddaughter.

"Just calm. Grandpa will take care of that bastard. All this time grandfather never wanted to know their business with the construction of the illegal project. But, they are very brave to hurt my great-grandchildren," exasperated Salim's grandfather.

"Oh yes. Where is Nada? did he go with Daffa and Bunga to the hospital?" asked Amran who did not find Nada between the child and his son-in-law.

"Assynn...!" Greet Flowers and Daffa at the same time.

"Waalaikumuslam," welcome the inhabitants of the house was compact.

"Where's your sister Nada, Bunga?" ask Amran again.

"Lho..! he was going to the restaurant. Is she not home yet?" bunga.

Everyone shakes their heads." O Allah. Where's my daughter?" worried Nabilla grabbed her phone on the table to contact her daughter.

There's no answer to every call Nabilla makes." Just check the GPS of the phone. That way we can calm down, mommy," said Arsen.

"Where is Nada...?"

Seriate...

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