Was it wrong of me to love you?
Good intentions to help

The food that Aurelia and Emran had ordered was on the table, so the man allowed to enjoy lunch together. To melt the awkward atmosphere Mr. Heri who had been silent but many thoughts that crossed finally opened his voice.

“If you may know, my son works as what with Tuan?” asked Mr. Heri with caution, understandably first spoke to a man who had a high position.

His Daddy Athallah the end of his net tail glanced at the young lady enjoying her lunch. “Aurel recently worked as my babysitter Sir, and it just so happened that I did not expect that Aurel turned out to be the wife of one of my employees ... Dhafi,” replied Emran as is.

Mother Ida's lips rounded when she heard it. Aurelia stopped her food feed and looked at her parents before her.

 “Father, I work also yearya from a neighbor who told me there is a job vacancy, and indeed at that time I need money for my needs, because I already have no money, because I have no money, Mas Dhafi does not give shopping money,” continued Aurelia.

Mr. Heri sighed disappointedly, as did Ms. Ida. All this time I thought both of Aurelia's parents would have their needs assured because they saw the irony was rich and her son-in-law had a high position in the office. Mother Ida then shook one hand to her face so as not to shed tears, she remembered how her life used to be difficult when her husband did not have a penny, but the needs of her children's stomach needed to be filled.

“Now I know why Mas Dhafi does not provide a living for me, it turns out there are other wives who are given their living as well,” continued Aurelia said heard insinuating herself.

Mother Ida looked at her son. “Have gone Son, do not need to remember anymore, I also apologize to you who ever opposed you to divorce when Mom and Dad visited home. If at that time I was sensitive to your words and the presence of Faiza, you would not be beaten again with Dhafi.”

Aurelia momentarily lowered her head with a rough sigh. “Iya Bu no pa-pa, all have been suratan destiny I must accept the bad attitude Mas Dhafi.”

“Aurel, if you may know, have you arranged a divorce with Dhafi?”

Aurelia raised her face. “The divorce of your son with his husband, my lawyer who has taken care of him. All the video evidence of violence, the results of the visa already exist and become one of the evidence to facilitate the divorce verdict in the religious court,” replied Emran who spoke first.

Mr. Heri and Bu Ida simultaneously looked at the man sitting beside Aurelia, and Emran could feel if there were many things that Aurelia's parents wanted to ask about her attitude, it was visible from the net highlight of the two of them.

“Father and Mother, I hope there is no misunderstanding with me. I only had good intentions to help deal with Aurelia's problem because she was one of my employees, and happened to be my babysitter. I do not have bad intentions on the son of the Father and Mother, pure just want to help people who have difficulties,” said Emran at this time who crossed his mind.

There was a gust of relief felt in Aurelia's chest when she heard Emran's words, fortunately she did not misinterpret Emran's attention. While Ida nodded slowly but not because she was disappointed, but she also did not want to deal with people who had money.

“Thank you for your help to my son, may your kindness be a blessing to Mister,” said Ms Ida.

“Sama-sama Bu.”

Just contact Emran immediately put down his coffee cup and looked at Mr. Heri with an unreadable gaze. “If you and Mom allow, I want to work first here, I happen to also not good new work but suddenly stopped, at least for a few months let me busy myself in Jakarta, Jakarta, after that I just returned to the village,” said Aurelia as it is, indeed at this time there is no purpose that he wants to do, he said, the most important thing is to keep running a job as a caregiver of Athallah while thinking about the next step.

“Bapak more agree that you will return to the village if the business is done everything, here we do not have brothers. If in the village at least there are us as your parents, and your sisters. Later you can also find work in the village,” said Mr. Heri who was worried about the situation of his son alone living in Jakarta.

“Father does not need to worry about the condition of Aurelia while here, I will guarantee the life of Aurelia as my employee, will stay in a comfortable and good condition,” continued Emran trying to convince.

“Thank you very much Mr. Emran.” That's all Mr. Heri can say, but still his heart is uncomfortable.

While still talking, Emran was forced to take a phone call from his office, and he said goodbye to receive it outside the room. While there was no Emran, Ida had the opportunity to sit next to her son.

The middle-aged lung woman grabbed one of her son's hands to rub it gently. “Aurel, you have no relationship with your employer, right?” ask Ms. Ida very slowly.

Aurelia shook her head slowly. “No Ma'am, I'm just his babysitter, like Mr Emran said he just wanted to help me, why Bu?” Aurelia questioned the matter.

“Son, you will change your status to be a widow, surely many people will look at you one eye. Suppose you can ask you not to rush to find a replacement husband. I want to see a rich person, it's enough that I'm complacent with the Dhafi family, for in the future I don't want to deal with rich people, especially it turns out that rich people like arbitrarily the same mother's child, Mother, moreover, we are not rich people,” added Ida Bu. She saw the appearance of her son today is indeed very amazingly beautiful, she should be grateful to have given birth to a perfect offspring but she was also the one who pushed her child into the nestapa hole.

“Mother is very sorry for the treasure that is not how much but the child himself is tormented at the hands of her husband,” continued Bu Ida somewhat faltered, the net began to dew.

Aurelia lowered her head and gently rubbed the back of her mother's hand. “Thank you Mom for regretting it, and I'm calm .. I'm not thinking that way, right now my goal is to settle my divorce, and enjoy my work. I want to feed the supplies first before returning home. At least with a salary in the next few months, it could be business capital in the village. I also do not think to marry again Mom, better take care of yourself, busy myself with all activities. Loving it hurts so much,” added Aurelia.

“Thank God if you have such thoughts, Son,” replied Ms. Ida with a feeling of relief. Ida hugged her daughter and gently stroked her son's back.

Emran, who had just entered the VIP room, was silent when he overheard Aurelia's words.