A Story of the Haram Child

Chapter 14 Return my Grandchild

Anarya drove the car at high speed towards the residence of Daneela, the twin sister of the Daneesa woman she loved most. The worry of losing a baby is so stifling to the chest that he does not think anymore about his safety.

For whatever sake he could not afford to lose Nesa, Nesa was the only redeemer of every sin he ever committed against Daneesa, only Nesa has been able to make him survive the gloomy days without love.

Arriving at the house he was headed to, he rushed to knock on the door and said hello many times. The ripples of worry were clearly implied on the face full of grief. His anxiety grew when the door did not open. Several times his gaze tried to break through the window glass, but he could not find any signs of the occupants of the house.

"Daneela ... give me back my son ..." lamented Anarya heart-wrenching.

Anarya's body hunglai and sat down leaning against the door because none of her greetings were broken, even pounding the door many times leaving only pain in the hands.

"Nesa, come back to me, son. Father could not live without Nesa," Again Anarya's heartbreaking lamentation.

He cried cupping his face to his knees. Chaotic thoughts were filled with a sense of fear, his heart was erratic. His face was tangled with disheveled hair. Many times he lamented, hitting the head with a fist.

Meanwhile, from a distance a pair of old eyes looked at Anarya with a puddle of clear circles on both of the net petals.

"I'm sorry Mama, son. Mama's been destroying your life all along" said Ms. Bram, wiping tears that collapsed onto her cheeks.

However, at this time Bu Bram is not able to approach his only son. Because it can be ascertained Anarya will only hate her more. Ms. Bram feels that being a mother who has failed, she is not a good mother because she can take away the happiness of the baby she has been proud of.

"Karmin, take me to Daneela's pastry shop."

"But, what about Den Anarya, Madam?"

"Leave it first."

"Kasian Den Narya, Madam."

Ms. Bram was silent and did not answer Mr. Karmin's words. There is a movement that he cannot avoid. Yeah, the guilt. The negligence that he had been doing without realizing it had hurt him too much in his beloved son.

"We go to the Daneela bakery now" said Bu Bram back who could not be rejected by Mr. Karmin.

About fifteen minutes the car entered the parking area of a bakery that was so crowded with visitors. Steadily Bu Bram stepped foot into the shop. His net circulated throughout the room, but his gaze did not find the figure he was looking for.

"Is there anything we can help you with, Mother?" A shopkeeper approached and greeted him politely.

"Daneela is?"

"Sorry, Mother. Daneela's father hasn't been here since yesterday."

"Where is he?"

"Mr Daneela's out of town, about a week."

"Bringing my granddaughter?"

The salesman frowned, clueless at the question of the elegant woman before him. Realizing this, Ms. Bram stuttered. I don't know since when his little heart recognized Nesa as a grandchild.

"I-I mean Nesa, the little girl he brought here."

"Oh, Neng Nesa?"

"Yes, Mom. Neng Nesa invited as well as a walk."

"Walking or moving house?"

Back the salesman made a crease on his forehead, the more he did not understand. Again, Ms. Bram was stunned by her own words. I don't know why the tongue is so hard to control.

"Ehm .. earlier, I went to Daneela's house. But there was no one at home, so I thought I had moved. Do you have any Daneela contacts to call?"

" There, Mom. I'll get you his business card." The salesman left Bu Bram and headed to the desk in a special room.

"This, Ma. There is a number Hp Mbak Daneela there," said the salesman while presenting Daneela's business card.

Rushing he took a device neatly stored in an expensive branded bag. Immediately his fingers pressed the number listed. Then immediately the connection is connected.

"Quick Daneela, pick up." I can't wait for Bu Bram to wait for the ringtone to change.

"Yes, God." Ms. Bram is getting panicked because her call is not picked up. A thread of sweat soaked the face that still left the hue of youthful beauty.

He re-presses the call number. Back sounds the ringing tone.

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Meanwhile, somewhere else - where Daneela was enjoying time with Nesa and also Bu Rani - just finished taking a shower. He was stunned when he found a call that he did not know. He deliberately ignored the call and chose to immediately wear clothes and then intend to follow Bu Rani and Nesa who were busy playing in the park where he stayed.

"Assalamualaikum," said Daneela after she thought it might be a new customer who wanted to order a cake in her shop.

"Daneela, give me back my granddaughter!" The sound at the cellular end was shocking to Daneela.

He looked back at the screen, trying to recognize the number displayed in it. Still can't remember even if he tried.

"Sorry who?"

"I'm Miss Bram, give Nesa back now."

Daneela. For a moment he was confused, but soon his mind returned.

"Hahaha ... since when did Nesa you admit to being a grandchild?"

Mrs Bram silenced. Now it is he who is in a dilemma with his own words.

'Right Daneela say, since when did I acknowledge Nesa as my granddaughter?' Inner Bu Bram is at war between a sense of error, regret, and the desire to restore the happiness of Anarya.

"Why silence? Did the haughty Ms Bram lose her fangs so she couldn't make a sound?"

"Daneela, please bring Nesa back. For Anarya."

"I'm sorry, I can't. Nesa found happiness here. He deserves to enjoy the joy of his childhood, not the humiliation and torment."

Back Bu Bram's esophagus choked, unable to make a sound. Daneela's words hit right in the heart. He could not deny the fact that all this time the attitude of him and Lasmi to Nesa was very bad.

Not yet he said, cellular connection has been closed by Daneela. Ms. Bram just silently stared, her body seemed to be stripped without bones. Gawai fell from a weakened hand, tears now flowing down the river.

Mr. Karmin who witnessed his master felt a deep sadness. He could not argue, all this time Ms. Bram had never once been kind to Nesa. And now, the regret came but the wounds he created were no longer able to be bandaged.

"Sorry, Madam. We'd better go home. Madam needs a break."

"Karmin, what about Nesa. I have to take him home. You saw that, right? How did Anarya cry lamenting her son? I can't see it, Karmin." Still with a little bit of Bu Bram said the sadness of the heart is very deep.

"Let Neng Nesa enjoy her happiness, Madam."

"Then Anarya?"

Mr. Karmin sighed, he was also confused not knowing how to.

"What if my mistress takes me home first, it will be completed at home with Den Narya and also Mr Bramantyo?"

"I'm ashamed, Kirman. What kind of mother am I to make her child suffer."

"It's better to admit a mistake, ma'am. Than a lifetime mistress haunted by guilt."

Ms. Bram was silent again, even when Mr. Karmin started driving the car he remained unmoved. Only his mind wanders somewhere. There are too many things he regrets.