Wife Brought
Relinquishment

Bram folded his hands on his chest, from the balcony of his room he saw Annisa who was very close to his mommy. The man remembered that it used to take a while for Sakilla to be close to her mommy. But Annisa? Even just a matter of seconds, her mommy instantly likes and is familiar.

Bram.

“You do have your own magnet. Oh my, Annisa. Everyone says you're lucky to have me, but it's not like that. Feelings .. I'm lucky to have a woman like you. It's sweet, good and can bounce yourself well.”

“Sorry .. because in the beginning I was still a depraved man until you never felt at home in my life.”

“Dad!”

Bram turned his head and saw his son's face. Bram stared in confusion and immediately knelt down, equating his height with the height of the child. He rubbed his son's hair, “why? How do you look so sad? Does anyone bother you or what?” bram asked in a bit of panic.

“I am seneng because oma dateng came here.”

“Okei .. continue?” ask Bram who is trying to put himself as a good father.

Although his heart was beating very fast because he was not used to talking together like this. But as he said himself, if he has to be a good father, then he has to put himself well.

“But mamah in the snatch continues the same oma, I so there is no time with mamah. I want to be the same mom. Ah I do not like it if gini,” said Rama still with a frown.

Bram blinked and laughed.

“You're jealous because mamah Annisa so same oma keep?” tanya Bram who was directly influenced by Rama. “Hahaha .. don't be jealous, you're often the same. And oma just met your mom. So give it time. Do you want it if the same mommy you get along? So justin yes ... You play first with dad.”

“Ah dad mah not exciting.”

Bram sneering.

“Yes so teach dad dong, so you can play with dad with exciting.”

Rama turned on his father's bed and lay on his stomach up there. He put the drawing paper that he had brought on the bed. “Yes have taught me the picture of dong. Oh yes .. I have a drawing assignment from my picture tutoring teacher. It was a long time ago, but something confused me. Can I go to Dad?”

“Ya dong, what do you want? why should I say it first. Usually also directly nanya.”

Instead of answering, Rama got off the bed and ran away from Bram making Bram tilt his face. Just want to sit down and open his laptop, his son came back while carrying another picture book. He went back up on the bed and put it on the bed.

“I was told to make a picture of my family. But I'm confused, should I picture mom or mommy? Because .. said father, I can not forget mother at all, even though there will already be mamah. Hence ... I am very confused who should be the picture of who? Do you have any suggestions?”

Bram.

He smiled faintly and asked Rama to sit on the edge of the bed. Rama quickly complied and sat on the edge of the bed. Meanwhile, Bram pulled up a chair and sat down in front of his son.

“Before I answer ... I want it to be the same you first.”

“Seg if someone makes you disappointed, you will be angry or sorry? For example, he has an important role in your life. But because of his selfishness he chose something else and left you. Will you be angry or not?”

Rama tilted his face, he was a little confused as his father meant.

“I don't know,” he replied slowly. “But I don't like living, if I stay, it means I'll be lonely and I don't like being lonely at all. That's why I'm angry. Uh .. but mama said, I can't be angry with anyone else. That's why I'll be sorryin.”

“If for example so far your mother has not died you will react like how?” shoot Bram in the end.

“Yes I want to see dong!” rama with spirit. “Where are you going? eh but ... mother did not die dong,” said Rama who confused himself as he said. “Keep that mother did not die. Why did my mother never come back? I'd like to see you mom.”

“...”

“Eh but .. if you are still here, I will not meet you mamah dong. I don't want to. I like the same mom. I don't want to leave my life. But I love you too, Mother. I never met my mother—

“BUT IN FACT YOUR MOTHER HAS NEVER DIED!” rama involuntarily cried out in anger

“Mother you choose someone else and leave us both. Your mother lied to us. That means your mother does not love us. So your mother's lupain. She's not a good woman. If she really loves us, your mother should not go away! But what, she instead went with someone else and nelantarin you from the baby. Never cared at all.”

“Dad ...,” shocked Rama while shaking little.

All this time he heard good words about his mother and his own father who always told him good things about his mother. But why do you think it's gini now? Why did his father even say something like this? Why did her father even vilify her mother?

“You don't have to be sad, son. Your mother does not deserve to be cried! She's just a bad woman. He dumped you as a father for his own happiness. He doesn't really care about us anymore. Don't tangisin him. Dad will hate you if you still care about you nangisin that woman!”

Rama closed his mouth.

Trying to get rid of the sound of his sobbing.

“Dad ... don't hate me.”

“Originally you do not tangisin that woman.”

For some reason, Bram suddenly hates Sakilla. He did not want his son to still cry or grieve over the woman who had not even died. He sat on the bed and held his son's hand.

“You know ... We've been dumped by your mother!” exclaiming Bram made Rama reflex nod. “One that you must instill in yourself,” said Bram very closely. “If it turns out that your mother has been lying to us all this time, she never died. He's still in this world. He didn't want to take care of us so he pretended to be dead and he left with someone else. No one can cry at all, anything else until remember him again!”

The frightened Rama just nodded. Although ...

The kid is still trying to understand what's really going on here.