365 Days Towards Halal

60# Meeting of Lala and Miss Amara

Madam Amara was sitting in the back yard of her house. He listened to the sound of his pet birds chirping this morning. A glass of warm tea and a few sandwiches accompanied her to relax this morning.

"Sorry madam, someone is looking for a mistress" said one of the assistants who works at the luxurious house owned by the Mother of Raka.

Madam Amara who was still in her sleeping pajamas turned her head and looked at her assistant while frowning.

"Searching me? Early mornings like this? What kind of man, early in the morning to visit someone else's house?" Mrs Amara.

"What's his name?" Connect again.

"His name is Lala, ma'am," said the assistant.

Madam Amara frowned, trying to remember the name her assistant had just mentioned.

"Lala? Lala who?" Ask her again.

"I don't know madam. His person was a little contained and not so tall," the assistant said.

Madam Amara rolled her eyeballs and then looked at her assistant lazily.

"Eh! The characteristics of such irang are many. I don't know who Lala is. You just drive it out! So distracting..!" Madam Amara said with annoyance.

"I want to talk!"

Madam Amara and her assistant turned to the source of the voice.

Suddenly, Madam Amara remembered who the woman who was walking towards him was.

"Ohhh..." Madam Amara said with a smile scorned Lala.

Lala returned Madam Amara's smile with a face that looked relaxed and bold.

Lady Amara flicked her hand towards her assistant, a sign she wanted her assistant to step aside from there.

The assistant bowed and left Madam Amara and the uninvited guest.

"I forgot to remember you. Not her stiff girl who was dumped by my son, Raka huh? And listen you're married and you have kids. Then, why did you come with a thick face to my residence without being invited?" Ask Madam Amara while smiling mockingly.

Lala smiled wryly, and then she sat down without being sent before by Madame Amara.

Madam Amara was visibly annoyed by Lala's disrespectful attitude.

"Women are shameless like you that there is no such thing.. Not told to sit down first. But, what can I do. What is it that makes you shamelessly come to see me?" Ask lady Amara.

Lala took out a photograph from inside her bag and put it on the table. Then, he pushed the photo right in front of Madam Amara.

"Do you feel that the boy in the photo is very similar to Raka?" Lala asked with a smile.

Mrs Amara glanced at the photo on the table. Todak he could deny, the boy in the photo was very similar to Raka when he was the same age as the boy.

"What do you mean?" Ask lady Amara. He did not want to talk much with the woman he had removed from Raka's life.

"He is your grandson, my biological son and Raka."

Degggg...!

Madam Amara looked surprised, while Lala smiled in satisfaction at the middle-aged woman's expression.

"Are you crazy? Child from where? Don't confess to me.. You want some money? Poor already? Say...! Don't do anything dirty to my family. What else is Raka, my son!"

Lala chuckles at the panic of Madam Amara. He knew very well that Madam Amara really wanted a grandchild from Raka who is still single.

"Please test for DNA. I don't mind. Oh yeah, our son's name is Jonathan. Raka already knew, and I told her myself. All this time I have been silent because I want to punish you who are as holy as I am. But, since Jonathan was ill, I gave up. I introduced Jonathan to his biological family, including you."

Mrs Amara looked up, she grabbed the photo and tried to find out whether the photo was edited or not.

Mrs Amara called an assistant and asked her to bring the photo to the photographer, to check its authenticity.

Lala smiled with satisfaction at the panicked attitude of Madam Amara. Then, he took out a business card and returned to thrust it in front of Madam Amara.

"If you want to meet your grandchildren, please contact me first." Lala. Then the woman got up from her seat and left the house.

"How could Raka have the child of that crazy woman?" Murmured madam Amara.

...

This morning, Raka looked very excited. He who just finished bathing, chose a t-shirt in his closet..He also grabbed a pair of his favorite jeans that he would wear to meet Queen at 9 this morning.

After getting dressed, Raka also tidied her hair and put moisturizer on her face. Not to forget he sprayed his favorite perfume on the point part of his body.

Raka who felt that she looked perfect, smilingly looked at her reflection in the mirror. Then he grabbed his car keys and rushed to pick up Queen who was in the hotel owned by the girl.

Raka and Queen are planning to go somewhere. It is located in the west of Jakarta. They want to spend this Sunday alone on a beach.

Although there is no agreement to date, Raka and Queen are getting very close. Queen had started opening herself to Raka ever since Andra's father advised her daughter.

While Raka felt very happy to see Queen who no longer ignored her.

Raka opened the door of her room, and she was surprised to see her mother standing at the door of her room with a flat face.

Without being invited, his mother who lives separately from Raka, barged into Raka's room.

"Is there anything you've come here so early?" Ask Raka with a flat face.

Madam Amara also took out a photo of Jonathan and showed it to Raka.

"This is not an edit photo. Where is this kid now!" Say it with a face that looks annoyed with Raka.

Raka looked at Jonathan's photo and looked nervous. He hasn't told his mother about Jonathan. Then, does his mother know where he is from? the question immediately hit Raka's brain.

"Where'd you get Jonathan's picture?" Tanya Raka was trying to calm down.

"Lala came to see Mom. Now I want to meet the boy."

The eyes of the raka were wide open to hear his mother's words.

"Lala?" Ask him not to believe.

"Yes, he came and challenged Mom. Until he's ready for a DNA test. There was no trembling in his eyes. Now you answer honestly, have you ever done that?"

Raka massaged her forehead and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Raka! Why didn't you tell me she was pregnant with your child? You even let her marry someone else!"

Raka looked at her mother hatefully. He also moved from his seat and approached his mother with a facial mimic that looks like it will eat his mother alive.

"IF IT WASN'T FOR MOM, LALA WOULDN'T HAVE MARRIED ANYONE ELSE!" Said Raka with a high tone of voice.

Madam Amara was surprised and flabbergasted at how rude Raka was to her.

"You're blaming Mom?" Madam Amara asked, without any guilt.

"Yes! Who is wrong then? Me? Lala's? Or is there a child? Is Mom aware? All this time I've failed in romance, it's all because of MOM!"

Madam Amara was silent. He stared in front of Raka.

"Mom wants me to get married soon. No woman is perfect in my eyes. Now what do you want? Taking Jonathan? He's sick again Mom! We can't possibly take Jonathan, whereas I have no legal relationship with my own biological son! In law, she's Lala's husband's son! Only Lala and her husband are entitled to Jonathan!"

"I'm tired of following my mother's wishes. If I have to be stamped as an ungodly child, be ungodly..! I DON'T CARE!" Said Raka with reddened eyes. Then he rushed to leave.

"Raka! I know how to take Jonathan. Do you still love Lala? Marry her and you can automatically have Jonathan together" said Ms. Amara.

Raka who was stepping towards the living room, stopped her steps. He looked over and looked at his mother carefully.

"Slowly, I don't love Lala anymore. Jonathan's problem, we can take care of him in turn." Raka Teas.

"But Raka, I want to have the child. I'll do anything for your granddaughter's recovery."

Raka smiled wryly at the words of Madam Amara.

"The first thing you do is repent. Never underestimate anyone, never underestimate my choices. Let there be no other regrets in the future" said Raka. Then, he left Madam Amara just like that.