(Revised) Regretting It Too Late

The truth about Alea

That morning the atmosphere of the house was very boisterous, there were the actions of small children who made the mother so scream in the morning - morning. From Alan who broke apart the living room with all his toys and also his delinquents who like to enter the dining table but can not get out because they are confused by the number of chairs and can not find a way out, and Alea who did not want to eat nuts and had to run to and fro to avoid nuts that would be fed by her mother. The condition of the house became like a ship broke with only 2 children.

Mexca who felt disturbed by the noise because he had just slept in the middle of the night so not calm with his sleep, he said, he came out and looked at the house that was so messy and saw the sister who had started smoking her head facing the 2 boys making mexca so smile.

His once calm and timid wife is no longer there, now changing with a nimble and fierce mother. Dinda is always able to cope with everything at home, even though her busy life is not inferior to the mexca who works in the office. Even dinda also still handles boutiques, restaurants and cafes. Not to mention if mexca began to act at night, and make dinda stay up to serve him. He really is a wonder woman for mexca.

"Iaaaaang, hotshot and papa's princess!" shouted mexca as she spread her arms.

Instantly the 2 boys immediately ran towards the father who was an idol for them, mexca also helped her in taking care of the bad boys until the three of them fell asleep together in the living room on the carpet.

"Still so tired and sleepy but still want to help, you can be relied upon mas." said dinda staring at 3 favorite people asleep with a chaotic position. mexca was stretched out with her hands cushioned by Alea, with the same position lying on her back as the mexca, and Alan under Alan's feet hugging one of Alan's legs with his feet on his belly.

All the noise and hustle in the house as if it was a normal thing. For mexca and sister who have become parents to two children, they do not mind all the consequences of being a father and mother.

"Where are the children lonely?" ask mexca when she wakes up during the day and doesn't find her children.

"They are again behind the same mang ujang and bi sumi, deliberately dinda down there so that mas Abi can sleep longer" explained dinda who was busy in the kitchen preparing lunch.

"Where is the event this weekend, where will the next weekend go, baby?" ask mexca who has hugged dinda from behind.

"Where are you going?" dinda asked back with her hands still busy chopping vegetables.

"Hey, why are there any more nuts? Doesn't our puyri not like peanuts?" mexca asked with a position still struggling manda on dinda.

"Honey, the end of tomorrow ayok we titipin children same mama yuk.?!" mexca spoke in a slightly seductive tone.

"What are you doing? Our people are not going anywhere." dinda feel strange with her husband who always wants to leave his children to his mother.

"Hiiiih dear is not very hard. Cup 💋" mexca stops dinda from cutting vegetables and twisting her body to face him and devours her lips very happily.

"I want to see you look sexy that swirls over me like you did before the kids and when you were pregnant Alan." whispered mexca who sighed a little in her ear.

"Mas?!" dinda pushes mexca's body by shouting.

"Hihi. 😁" mexca grinned the horse staring at dinda whose face was reddened.

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The weekend is over, and the day is back on again. But the busyness of Adinda remains the same there is no difference if it is a weekend or not.

That afternoon she was busy at the boutique because she was again preparing a wedding dress design for a customer who wanted to have a different style of dress. And after the treatment from morning until noon dabbled in the boutique during the day adinda directly to the restaurant to check the consumables and all health checks for the cats that are there.

"Excuse me what message ma'am?" pegawe dinda asked for an order from a customer who came to the cashier's desk.

The woman said nothing, she just stared blankly as if at a loss as to what to do. "I'd like to see Adinda, is she here?" with a doubt, the woman finally asked about Adinda.

Not long after finally he came out of his room and walked to the table where there was already a woman sitting there bowed.

"Mother Monica?" dinda eyes wide, he was shocked because so far never related and also know about his canary but arrived - just now ngajak meet.

With a face full of burden and empty view Monica looked at the sister in front of her with a glazed look. "Minda?" call Monica in a vibrating voice.

With a confused and questioning face, she sat up and looked at Monica inside, "What's the matter?"

"Bak what happened, please don't get up first mbak. Let's have a good talk, shall we?" frantically she tried to make Monica wake up from her position at her feet.

After succeeding and Monica again sits in the chair, she looks at Monica confused by clasping Monica's hand trying to calm Monica down.

Steadily monica tried to open the word, with a hand grip that was so tight on the younger sister and a face down with tears.

Monica tells from the beginning she met Dindand also alea at the wedding year home bram parents, until she staked out the activities of sister and her family until she applied to be a play grub teacher.

"What does Monica mean?" the increasingly confused Adinda also tried to find an explanation.

"Alea your daughter has a birthmark on her shoulder, she's my daughter's Mona." Monica finally said honestly to sister if she was the one who left the baby on the bench this restaurant 4 years ago.

Adinda : O God, who leaves the innocent and innocent baby?

Monica: I had to Din, I really don't know what else to do?

Adinda : Then what about Bram? What does Bram know?

Monica: (shaking my head) I did it just so that he did not suffer because it was not accepted by my husband.

Adinda: What do you mean? How Bram won't accept his son.

Monica: She's not Bram's blood.

Adinda : O Allah? (shut your mouth with both hands)

Monica also told me again if she was trapped and affected by drugs, monica ran away while she could and ended up in a room that she herself also did not know who she slept with. Monica tried to forget the incident and did not want to know the man was ready that night.

"So Monica didn't know she was ready for the guy that night?" ask dinda to make sure.

"I don't know, because as soon as I woke up I was alone in that room." Monica explained.

"I'm really grateful that you took care of my daughter, the one who hurt you." Monica bowed down and squeezed her own fingers.

Adinda was silent saying nothing, just staring at monica wistfully and exhaling her rough breath.

"I'm sorry Din. Please forgive all my mistakes." Monica begged the younger sister who was silent from earlier.

"When is Alea's real birthday?" ask her with a big smile.

"Thank you, I can celebrate the birthday of my son and daughter together on the same day" said the sister who turned out the date and month of birth of alea and alan the same.

"Come on her birthday, 1 month away" said the sister on monica and sontak it makes the most cruel monica.

"A mother, after all, is still a mother, so Monic's mother came. That's the name Alea always called." said the younger sister with a smile.

"Don't hide to love her, because I've seen how good Monic's mother is to her" explained the sister who told alea's story when she came home from school.

Monica's cry grew as she accepted and allowed her to approach her daughter openly, and could accept and forgive any wrongs she had committed.

"You're a good mother, Dinda, I'm grateful that my daughter has a mother like you, thank you so much" Monica told dinda and monica also beejanji that she would be even better.

After the explanation of the truth of Alea was revealed, she told me everything about mexca and they allowed monica to meet with alea at any time, but the mexca would not allow it to be met outside without supervision, so monica can only meet alea when she leads alea to a restaurant or boutique.