You Sweet Memories In My Suffering
CHAPTER 29: Brother Not Blood

"Continue!"

Burhan put his spoon on the plate that had been toilet.

After he accidentally heard the conversation of Dewi and Raka, he could not help his curiosity.

Kinanti, the son of his wife and ex-husband used to go to school with Raka, his son.

It was a story Burhan never imagined.

"Dad, patiently dong his son again ate," the Goddess rebuked Burhan.

They are now in the family dining room.

Dewi is grateful, it turns out Raka can with adults deal with her family problems.

Even his son could recognize Kinanti easily.

Dewi used to tell Burhan his household, but he did not expect Little Raka to record everything.

Even Raka remembered until this moment. The goddess could not hide her pleasure in getting a son like Raka.

Raka swallowed the rice in her mouth first.

"Everyday should help her Grandma who sells, even her Grandma often plays hands."

"Huh?" The Goddess gasped, she never imagined Kinanti and Nana would bear all that.

"This Kinanti story has been until everyone in the school knows Bun," added Raka.

Burhan said, "One school knows?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Ordinary kok?" The goddess could not imagine how she would be her daughter.

"Yang Raka knows, because her grandmother likes to mukul. So when they cry a lot of people are horrified," Raka paused for a moment, he looked at Dewi for a moment before continuing his story, "Including some teachers who once happened to pass the time Kinanti and Nana were beaten."

"Why didn't anyone report it?" Burhan almost raised his tone from feeling angry.

The goddess was even at a loss for words, her chest felt in the squeeze. He felt guilty, deeply guilty for abandoning his children.

Raka shook her head, "Kinanti never refused out loud. He said it would be a family problem. And yes, Kinanti could not report her own grandmother to the police."

Raka knew all that, because all this time he had been secretly looking for information about Kinanti.

The spoon from the hand of the Goddess fell, her tears could not be held back anymore.

"Goddess, you calm down" Burhan said, trying to calm down.

Burhan knew this would be very hard for Dewi to accept, even for her he was furious over Grandma Kinanti's treatment.

"Mas, my son. My son has been suffering all this time."

Raka stood up she also looked at the Goddess worried, if only her Mother did not force surely Raka would refrain from telling anything until the right time.

Dewi is now leaning in the arms of Burhan, the mental Goddess is not fully recovered despite having done therapy while in Germany.

Dewi had experienced depression due to trauma and problems in his household with Prabu.

Raka felt guilty.

"You rest first yes," Burhan persuaded gently.

The goddess did not answer, she re-enforced her body.

"Raka, it's not your fault. Precisely Mother thanked him once, at least now Mother knows to take the children of Mother," said Dewi who realized her son felt guilty.

"Mafin Raka Bunda," said Raka lowered her head.

"Thank you, because you've received Mother's children."

The goddess regained her composure and told Burhan and Raka to sit back down.

"Are we resting?"

Burhan was still worried, he did not want to see the Goddess fall back.

"No, I still want to hear Raka's story. Come on, son, tell me again," tell Dewi to show her enthusiastic face waiting for Raka's story.

Raka took a moment if he had to go back to tell his mother again.

Just then his phone turned on one notification appeared.

Wirang Faisal's

Ka, help me!

I'm really dead-end, Kinanti why? I can stress lueee

Please Live Bang! (

Raka picked up her phone, "Now there's also a crush, Bun."

Burhan and Dewi are now open.

"Forgive the child now," said Dewi still with laughter left, "Who likes Kinanti?"

Without replying Raka put down her phone, "Faisal."

"Faisal is your friend?" Burhan asked now.

"Yes, Dad," answered Raka now uninspired.

"Have the boy play here, haven't seen him in a long time. Is he taller than you?" This time Dewi asked, she remembered Faisal was a friend of Raka who often played at home.

Raka stared at her phone back on, but it turned out to be a message from the operator.

"Higher Raka kali," she protested, "Lagian don't need Bun, she's rese her son."

Burhan laughed, "But why don't you just like Kinanti. It's funny, if we end up marrying our son, isn't it the Goddess?"

But on the idea of out of the box that Burhan threw, he successfully got a pinch on his waist.

"Oh, sick dear."

"You're just there. Lagian Raka already had a boyfriend," Dewi's murmur saw her husband who was beyond reason.

Raka did not respond he was just silent, but there was a part of his heart that felt dislike when Faisal or someone else approached Kinanti.

For now Raka can survive because she already has a lover, but I don't know later.

And also the fact of himself and the Kinanti brothers, although not blood.

Doesn't it matter if? uh! Raka hit her own head on what thought had just crossed her brain.

"Why rabbit?"

The gentle question of Dewi resuscitated Raka.

He just ran away not wanting to dissolve in his crazy mind.

While Burhan can catch what Raka had thought earlier. Just as he thought.

Burhan laughed, watching his son grow up.

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