A Story of the Haram Child

Chapter 15 The Half-hearted Sessal

The crazy body contained it walking unsteadily into the house, occasionally his body was limp almost to fall, but he tried to resist by leaning the body against the wall.

"Why, Ma?" asked Mr. Bram who was surprised to see the condition of his wife.

"Pa, I'm sorry, huh?" Ms. Bram could not help but cry, she slammed into the arms of her husband.

"Sorry why, Ma?" Mr. Bram gently stroked his wife's shoulder as the nether eyes conditioned to ask Mr. Karmin who had been standing behind Bu Bram to guard.

"Sorry, Sir. Looks like the madam needs a break because of the long journey," suggested Mr. Karmin with a face implied confusion because what to say.

"Distant journey?" Mr. Bram took off a hug and looked questionably at the face that still remained ayu in the twilight.

"Where are you from?"

"Finding Nesa, Pa."

Mr. Bram was stunned in disbelief, for a moment he looked at his wife's face with a gaze full of inquiry.

"The Love of Anarya, Pa. He'd go crazy if Nesa didn't come back" Ms Bram said with concern.

"What does Mama mean?" Mr. Bram still does not understand, the curve of the forehead scratches as if asking for more explanation.

"Daneela took Nesa, Pa." Ms. Bram lowered her face in order to hide the look of a lie.

"Madam, you better be honest mistress," interrupted Mr. Karmin who had fallen silent earlier.

"Carmin!" snapped Bu Bram while turning his body and approached Mr. Karmin.

"Dare, yes, you talk like that! You think I'm lying?"

"Sorry, Madam."

"But now is not the time to lie. It's enough mistress lies, pity Non Daneela if it should be a scapegoat," continued Mr. Karmin.

Finally, Mr. Karmin who had felt trembling was yelled at by Ms. Bram, now can speak fluently. The courage to uncover all of a sudden arises.

"You're rude, Karmin!" ogat Bu Bram while hitting the body of the black skinny man.

"Stop, Ma!" shouted Mr. Bram loudly, but in vain because the woman who was controlled by anger was explosive emotions.

"Stop!" hardik Pak Bram pulled his wife's hand and pushed her onto the sofa.

Ms. Bram sat down, crying, covering her face with both hands. Either shame or regret that he felt, for sure he did not want to admit what he had done.

"Ma, honestly. Have you done your plan with Lasmi? What have you done to Nesa?" Mr. Bram held his wife's shoulder, hoping that the woman who was still crying opened her voice.

Back, Ms. Bram hugged her husband. The crying that was just sobbing is now getting louder.

"I'm sorry, Pa."

"Mama Khilaf, all this because of Lasmi." Still with a little bit of Bu Bram trying to explain.

"Say it clearly, Ma."

Ms. Bram took off her arms and looked at her husband.

"Pope don't get angry, huh?"

"Tell me first."

"Papa promised not to be angry" said Bu Bram as a child.

Mr. Bram sighed and exhaled slowly. He stood up, staring at the face in front of him. He caught there was a worry on the face of the wife he had known very well never felt as worried as that .

"All right," said Mr. Bram, sitting next to Ms. Bram and clutching her shoulder.

Now, Ms. Bram is taking a breath, setting the courage to face all the risks that she will get.

"Me and Lasmi drive Nesa to Daneela, Pa." Very carefully, Ms. Bram opened her voice.

"When?"

"So, when I met you yesterday, Mama did your plan?"

"Actually Mama's goal wasn't to get rid of Nesa, Pa. Mama's goal is for Nesa to know her real mother's family." Ms. Bram is still making a defense.

"Then?"

"Now that Nesa's coming with Daneela, she won't go home."

"Certainly that?" Mr. Bram squinted at Netra, there is something strange according to him.

"Actually ...." Ms. Bram hangs her words, she hesitates again.

"Mama better be frank. Tell me honestly," said Mr. Bram.

"Seriously, Pa. I'm not the one who's gonna throw Nesa away." Mimik face Bu Bram began to be depressed because he was confused looking for the right reason so that her husband is not angry.

"Aren't you going to get rid of it, Nesa? Mama thinks Papa doesn't know what you're talking about?"

Ms. Bram was stunned, 'Did Papa really know all about my conversation with Lasmi?' ask Ms. Bram's heart.

"Bu-not me, Pa. But Lasmi was intent on throwing the boy away. Mama said honestly, Mama didn't dare lie to Papa." The increasingly wrong expression of behavior is so obvious on the gesture shown by Bu Bram.

"And mom helped?"

Bu Bram's eyes were wide open, she looked at her husband with fear mixed with anxiety. However, Mr. Bram's harshly conditional views force him to be honest. Slowly Bu Bram bowed, then nodded weakly.

"So, you're trying to separate me from Nesa?" There was a loud sound from the door.

Simultaneously all turned. Ms. Bram was stunned, her face pias. He could not imagine the anger of Mr. Bram and Anarya. Now he resigned.

"Mama heart, huh? Not content to have separated me from Daneesa, now mama's separating me from my son." There was clearly anger on Anarya's face.

"Sa-honey, listen to me. It's all Lasmi's idea."

"And the mother-in-law instead supports the wrong daughter-in-law! Remember, Ma, Nesa is your granddaughter. He's not a bastard. I married Daneesa religiously!"

A moment of silence. Ms. Bram was tight-lipped. He can't squint anymore.

"Well, do you know why I gave Nesa's name to my son? That's because I want to keep Daneesa in my life. And now Mama's taking back my soul mate."

"Anarya, I'm sorry Mama. My mom was wrong, son. Mama's ready to make amends for Mama's mistakes and will help return Nesa to you."

"Anarya is not sure that Nesa will return after what you have done all this time" Anarya said with concern, as if she had lost her spirit. Desperate exactly.

"We're going to Daneela's house, Mama's gonna try to ask for it."

"Is mom not ashamed?" asked Anarya with a cynical look.

Ms. Bram was silent. Guilt infiltrated and filled the heart space.

"Anarya, we'd better try to have a good conversation with the Daneela family. Give Nesa a chance to choose." Now Mr. Bram gives advice while patting his son's shoulder.

Anarya looked at the figure of the man who had never protested anything about her with a doubtful look. There are many wounds implied in every single glare of the net.

"Pa, just this time. Help Anarya, Pa. Don't let Mama ruin my life again" Anarya said expectantly.

Mr. Bram nodded steadily as if he wanted to convince the successor son of the Bramantyo breed.

"Sir Karmin, get the car ready!" mr. Bramantyo's orders.

"Ready, Sir."

"Alright, we're all there," asked Mr. Bram followed by a nod of Bu Bram and Anarya.

With a hurried step, they headed to the car to pick up the little girl who was now experiencing the happiness he dreamed of.

Did they bring Nesa back?