
The clock on the wall moves, the dim sleep lights blend seduce, cradling two people who are drunk with romance to sleep in a dream pus syahdu.
Without both of them knowing, since then Ratih has not fallen asleep. He only pretended to close his eyes because honestly he felt awkward interacting with his son and daughter-in-law after a bad incident happened to him.
The fact about Michelia that turned out to be not as expected seemed to slap her hard and hit her ego to the bottom. So far, Ratih felt that his principle of judging the standards of good and bad and appropriate and whether someone with his son was the most correct.
But now, for the first time after a long time wallowing in his ego, his netra and eyes opened wide properly. A person who looks shiny on the outside turns out to be rotten on the inside, inversely proportional to Dara who is considered wrapped in a low class turns out to have a heart as beautiful as a jewel.
Ratih never even expected, the young girl behaved and spoke in a gentle and polite tone to him earlier. Though all this time he had more often rebuked Dara with harsh and cruel words.
Especially after hearing the joking jest of Wira with Dara a moment ago, he only realized that his son was so happy with the young girl even though their conversation was not clearly heard in his ears. It's just that Wira's tone is so loving just like Dara who said in a voice full of affection to her son.
Ratih got up and sat himself down, leaning his back on the bed and his gaze fixed on the spot where the child and his daughter-in-law fell asleep while hugging each other.
Dara's tiny body encircles the sturdy body of the Hero who is asleep in her arms. The middle-aged woman was stunned to see the soothing sight of the shahdu eyes and heart, even a glimpse of the two as if created to complement each other.
Doesn't what mothers want in this world is to see their children always happy? So all this time he did for the Hero was to impose his will for the sake of the happiness of his son, even with the heart to have a cruel plan to destroy the midwife who had just sprouted.
All this time he darkened his eyes with the prestige and praise of people, so that the child who should be at the top of his life was even shifted his position by outsiders who titled his social friends.
"Why haven't you slept?" Haris sat himself on the edge of the bed.
"Mother slept too much earlier, so she's not sleepy yet. Where'd you come from?"
"Dad just finished meeting with the police to turn in additional evidence. Hopefully Michelia will be caught soon so that she can be tried soon" he said.
Ratih nodded thinly then his eyes returned to the direction of the sofa. Haris followed the direction of his wife and when he saw Wira and Dara who were sleeping while hugging, he commented on the smile full of recognition.
"Wira must be exhausted. But, Try to pay attention, even during sleep they smile happily. Can you please separate two people who love each other so much?" ask Haris.
Ratih was still stunned without a sound, only his breath was heard and also the clockwork beat on the wall.
"After the departure of Almira Father was worried that Wira would be drowning in sadness and would not love again considering how crazy she was about Almira first." Haris sighed slowly then looked towards Ratih and squeezed her shoulders gently.
"Shouldn't we be grateful? with the presence of Dara is a solace for Wira, plus now Dara is pregnant with our grandchildren, something we always look forward to. A mate is a message that has been outlined, we can not push it to move away or pull it to get closer. The Creator must give his servant what he needs but not what we want, always arranging the best for his people and all that happens for a reason. I hope you open your eyes and your heart and give them your blessing."