
David looked at the helpless old face in front of him. In his little heart he was very sorry to see the man who made him exist in the world, dying like this. But considering his treatment was very inhumane.
" Mr...."
Still not budging in the slightest, had many times the man in front of him said if he wanted to meet his mother. But David did not answer. Until he saw the man shed his tears.
Shortly after, David left the gods. He drives his car at high speed towards his luxurious home. David stepped into his mommy's room.
Geck...Tock....
Sinta yawned many times, she narrowed her eyes looking at the figure of David in front of her room.
"What's Dav...?"
"That guy,"
Sinta looked at David's face, waiting for who he meant by the man. Soon he breathed his breath slowly.
"Mom's tinder there?"
This was where Sinta, in front of the man lying helplessly on the sickly bed. She just found out if her ex-husband is exposed to a disgusting disease.
"Well, my prayers were answered, he was really infected with HIV."
"Why are you looking for me?"
The god opened his eyes slowly hearing the voice of the woman in his car.
He looked at the beautiful face that he had wasted.
"Sorry..."
Sinta could not hear the voice of the gods. But he could see the lips moving saying sorry to him.
" If I can be honest, I've hated you for the rest of my life. You've treated me like shit. You hurt me like a slave. And you, lightly apologized to me. Aren't you ashamed of God."
Sinta looked at the God's tightly shut eyes. Shortly afterwards he heard the sound of the monitor beside him sounding loudly.
Tests....
"Until the end of your life, you're still hurting me God."
David stared at his mother's little vibrating back. She knew her mother still loved that bastard. If she would allow her mother to return with her husband, perhaps this woman who became her mother would. He did not care if every day he was tortured and became an outlet of his depraved lust. But it was David who didn't allow his mother to become a slave to the man who had just breathed out for the last time.
Sinta turned around and found David in front of her. He looked at the face of his pregnant son who had made him strong in any case.
"I'm sorry David mom.."
Sinta hugged her son's body, she cried on David's chest, let out her sobs that she had been sobering.
*
David stared at the red mound in front of him. Beside him his mother was still weeping over the jerk who became his father.
" Mom..."
"I'm sorry your father Dav, I love him."
" We're home mom,"
Sinta stepped lethargic towards her room. While Zoya who passed by her mother-in-law was just breathing slowly.
" Dad..."
David hugs his wife's body, leaning his head on Zoya's shoulder. While Zoya herself stroked David's sturdy back. She knew her husband and mother actually loved the man. But perhaps that affection is masked by disappointment and heartache. Zoya herself had only once seen the face of the man who became her in-laws.
"I love you, mas,"
David let go of his embrace to his wife. He looks at Zoya's beautiful face, knowing that Zoya is currently comforting him.
"What I_"
Suttt...
"Mas David is not evil, don't think too much. Mother does not blame David, believe me. Mother just wants to be alone first." David nodded and he walked towards the bathroom.
That night, David was sitting in his chair. He didn't know that his mother still loved that son of a bitch. Shortly afterwards he rubbed his face rough. And walking out he was shocked to see the mother was already in front of him.
" Mom..."
Sinta smiled at her son. He knows David gave his best. Shortly afterwards he hugged David's tall body.
"I'm sorry, Madam Dav, you don't blame you. Mother just doesn't know what to do. Can you let mom go home Dav. Mother wants to spend time alone first. Mother will go home if mother is bored there."
Sinta chuckled a little, trying to amuse herself. Too sick considering the betrayal of her own late husband.
"But_"
"Mother is fine, trust me."
Asking to convince David, he did not want David to feel guilty about this incident. He himself wanted to be alone first. Yes a month ago David had bought the house of the Gods. The house sold by God himself because it is in debt. But God doesn't know if his own son bought it. David also did not want the man to know if he had helped him. David does not want the house he once lived with his mother to belong to someone else. He was sure his mother would not be willing either.
"Mom will be there with mbok Minah, mother will be fine." Again, please convince her son.
David nodded.
Outside the door Zoya sees the interaction of her mother and also her husband. Apparently luxury does not guarantee her husband's family happy. One of them is the mother. She also felt pain towards her husband. Until he died, my mother still loved him. That means he and his mother are the same woman who is the victim of feelings of love for a man.
Zoya chuckled as she wiped her flowing tears. She is grateful to have a good man like her husband. But not with the mother, the woman closed herself until she was old.
*
Rania looked at the man who had just stepped out of her car. Erick and his family are moving to X. They had already sold the luxurious mension he lived in. As a result of his daughter Rania, Erick falls crawling downstairs. In fact, in the past year, companies that had been close to bankruptcy have started to stabilize. But again Rania did it and this time David did not give him a chance.
" Mister is all ready..?"
They all boarded the car that Bimo was driving. Yes Bimo, for more than three years, he worked with Erick. That's why he is not willing if Zoya must marry his former fiancee's daughter. He only found out when the news was revealed in public, if David canceled his marriage with the woman who sat in the back seat.
They don't know if Bimo knows Zoya. For Bimo himself it is not important.
While behind Rania looked at the man who had long followed her father. He thought he was going to find another job when his father went bankrupt. It turned out that Bimo was still following them and was now a driver. From the employee the father is now the driver of his father, which has been a week.