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"Again dong, son. Time is very short. The doctor said you have to eat a lot," said Rayna who continues to force Dara to open her mouth to spend the food Rayna cooked by herself.

Dara nodded, shutting her mouth. "Thank, Mom. Then again eat it." although last week Dara finished surgery, received the spinal cord from the father who is very suitable for him, Dara, the child still looks weak and weak because it is still in recovery.

Also, Dipta who some days looks pale and sometimes grimaces holding his stomach without telling Rayna honestly. Geisha would love to complain to Father, Mother and Rayna about the state of Dipta which has been sick, but Dipta always prevents. He said he would be fine. Recovery after surgery requires a process.

From behind the slack, staring like Dara, Noora pushed the plate in front of her away, making Rayna look to the side.

"Why aren't we finished?" rayna asked with a look of horror. Also, Dara looked at me. The distance sitting with her sister was blocked by Rayna.

"Edes, Mum."

"It's not chili! Finish!" jakt Rayna.

Noora shook her head. "Four this edes banet, ma'am." the toddler stuck out his tongue, forcing Rayna to believe that his tongue was burning.

"Maybe there's a chili coming in, ma'am," said Dara, who reached out to reach for Noora's plate.

Rayna hand Dara. Choose to reach for the plate with an annoyed look. "You don't have a lot of drama like your Mama, yeah! It's just fried chicken, rice, same vegetables! Where's the spiciness??" stuffing a spoonful of chicken meat into Noora's mouth was rough. "Come and swallow!" accompanied by eye-painting.

"Mother don't dong. Kasian adek, ma'am." Dara could not bear it because Noora started to soothe the tears. Keep eating the food even though the stomach does not want to.

"Udah didn't take care of him. Come on you eat, Dara! I've got the same marriage, your father. Now, you should also recite what you said, Mother!" over time Rayna had not realized that she had become a rude contact mother. All of that is indeed formed from his theory which seems to never be able to make peace with past grudges.

"Udah, yes, Ma. Edes." beg Noora, he's breathing.

Rayna. "Refuse! If this food does not end. You slept in the yard!" Noora was forced to go back to chewing mustard vegetable sodoran which is a slice of red chili bitten.

"Udah dong, Mom! Kasian, Grandpa!" Dara was angry, she pulled back her chair and got up. Approaching Noora and raising both hands in front of Noora's face. "Let's throw up, Deck."

Rayna patted Dara's open palm until Dara grimaced in pain. Noora continued to spend her chews because she was afraid to vomit the food.

"Don't try to get my son's attention, yeah!" Rayna pushed Noora's forehead until the boy's head was pushed back slowly.

"MOTHER!" Dara quickly put on the body, he hugged his sister, protecting Noora who finally cried calling for Dipta who had gone to work. "Dad .. hiks."

"Not crying!" Rayna threw a rough pinch on Noora's thigh.

"Mother, uh!" Dara was furious, he turned to hit Rayna's hand to stop hurting.

"Oh, so you prefer him, Dara? He's not your brother. Later when he grows up, he can be your enemy. Seize your father's heart. Just like Mama did to me, Mama!"

"No, Ma. Adek will not be like that. Adek Noora is good. I love her very much," said Dara, defending all-out sister. Both Dara and Noora have the same jaw, just like the Creator. If others saw, no one would have thought that they were other sisters Mother.

Noora gurgled inside Dara's chest, her fingers looking plump, tearing Dara's clothes tightly as if asking for protection. "Cup .. cup, sweet-natured. I'm sorry, Mom, yeah, Deck." stroked Noora's back, which was shaking.

Rayna who during marriage with Dipta was always emotional every day, high blood often recurred. Almost every day of hypertension medication he took. The problem is always the same, just about Noora.

Rayna, who was upset with Dara's attitude, chose to get up from the chair leaving the dining table, precisely Dara who was trying to calm Noora. When Rayna wanted to get into the room, the phone in her pants shook. His eyebrows are linked when an unknown number contacts him.

"Assalammualaikum, hello?"

"Waalaikumsallam, Ay. How are you?"

The soles of the feet warm up to the tip of the head. The man who had left her at the contract table, again contacted her with a crisp, innocent greeting.

"What do you want?" Rayna responded with a growl.

"Can we meet? I want to discuss the old problem. Thank God, Mother, we agree."

Almost two months, lost contact, although in her heart was still imprinted Adjie, but when the man's delicate voice was heard again, there was a disturbing feeling, Rayna hated.

"I'm not the trash you've thrown into the abyss. Then you pick it up so easily, Mom!"

"We'll meet first. Let me be clear. Mommy wants to see you too, Ay. We can marry according to our plan."

Rayna shed tears, the pain to Adjie as if to appear again. "Sorry, yes, Mas. But, for now, tomorrow and forever. Your plan will never happen again. Since I'm married, go back to her father, Dara!" quickly bring down the phone from the ear, turn off the phone and block the new Adjie number.

"Why, Mom?" Rayna ignored Dara's exclamations that looked anxious because seeing her mother began to gasp, Rayna chose to go into the room and lock herself.

Across there, Adjie's ears felt like breaking up in disbelief.

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"You why? How do your eyes swell?" tanya Dipta who just came home from work immediately approached his wife who was still in the kitchen with Art, was cooking the menu for dinner.

Rayna just shook her head, lazy to answer, was chewing chicken meat.

"What's wrong?" Dipta forces, taking Rayna out of the kitchen. But, before the move actually moved, Rayna decided to pull off the switch with an annoyance.

"What the hell, Mas? My cooking is not over!" want to go back around the direction, but, Dipta check.

"There is a bibik who can work. Why you?"

"I'm dizzy when I'm quiet! Cookware!"

"What's wrong? Why cry? Kids make you bete?" cecar Dipta whose tie and suit are still attached well.

"Can't you go home with Noora, Mother? I'm stressed to see him here!"

"Astaghfirullah, Ay. What is my son doing?"

"I hate to see him, Mom. He's good at drama! Smart acting, exactly like, Mom!."

"Smart drama what does that mean? Can you clear it up?"

"Ask your own child! If until tomorrow morning, he, you do not return to Mother's house. I'll get out of here!" today was a little weird for Rayna. Already this morning with Noora plus problems about Adjinomotor that suddenly appeared like rising from the grave.

Dipta just nodded, so that Rayna felt satisfied. And after that, the Creator will not obey. The threat Rayna had given repeatedly to Dipta if he was upset.

"I'm sorry, yeah. Noora is still a child. So I'm sorry if his attitude is a little hard to control---"

"Ck!" Rayna interjected with lazy crack. "There's a shower! Your pajamas I've prepared." Rayna told Dipta to leave from the front. Dipta could only sigh and keep smiling because behind his wife's anger, the woman kept cooking and paying attention to him.

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After the bath, Magrib waited two more hours. Dipta had a warm chat with her two children on the sofa of the family room, which when she stepped into the room after returning to work, Dipta was shocked because her two children had not yet bathed. Gegas was created to bathe the two of them without waiting for Rayna. While crouching, washing the soap on Noora's body, Dipta grimaced the long pain of holding the stomach. But, that didn't happen long ago. As if a fleeting flash, the pain disappeared. It looks ordinary again.

"Dad really not hurt his stomach anymore?" ask Dara while rubbing Dipta's stomach. He also bathed his sister.

Dipta. "Udah no, son. It's fine now."

"Couldn't that be so fast?"

"Dad doesn't understand either."

"But Dad's face looks pale."

Created smile like, happy because he was noticed. Smacking Dara's bald head. "Again tired, son. It was in his office, Dad, a lot."

"Don't be tired of dong, Dad. If you're sick, how?" Dipta fell silent, looked down at Dara and turned towards Noora who was busy playing the back puppet, next to her. Recalling during the meeting last afternoon at the office, the man fell down, because the body felt weak, dizzy and the stomach was so linu. He was afraid, the risk that the doctor said could become a reality.

"Nothing tired, the important thing is, Mother, Dara and Adek can continue to eat." in the next second, Dipta grimaced again, holding the left abdomen.

"Mother, Father--" Dara's lips immediately smothered. Rayna who immediately turned her head from the kitchen glass, not full of hearing, gave the code with a mouth movement. "What?" said.

Dipta shook her head and Rayna turned to concoct the seasoning.

"Prank!" The creation of a false joke to Dara. He was holding back pain in his stomach.

"Ih, Dad. What is it, Prank."

Created laugh. "You know, Dara, aja. Abis was serious about his face." when Dipta wanted to get up from the sofa to the room where he wanted to reach for his briefcase to reach for the medicinal pill, Noora ambushed.

"Dad ...."

"Yes, son?" the pain in the stomach seems to continue to spread. The creation did not rise.

"Gundulin hail me dong kayak, brother." That voice was quite loud. Rayna who was sauteing yellow seasoning for Dara porridge in the kitchen, gasped in shock with a frowny like noni skin when Noora asked Pradipta.

"Kok in botakin, why, baby?" it is not the Creator who answers, but Dara who interrupts with a subtle tone of voice. "Your hair will be good when you want to be deforested, Brother." Dara gently rubbed Noora's long hair.

Noora, the good boy, shook her head. "Gundul ajah bial like Father and Brother."

Dipta took a heavy breath, choosing to look forward, right towards Rayna who was looking and whistling with her eyes. As if Dipta knew, Noora asked like that just want to get compassion from Rayna so that the sharp eye delicacies that Rayna often gave to Noora, no longer happen.

From a distance, Rayna snorted cynically. "Sok get attention! Just like, Mama!"

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"Truly, I'm not doing anything, Adek, son?" tanya Dipta repeated twice to Dara. Seeing Rayna's attitude that is more indifferent than usual to Noora. And Noora who has since devoured food at the dining table chose to look down afraid to make Dipta wonder. It was impossible to explicitly point out Rayna, so he chose to ask Dara.

"No, Dad. I'm not doing anything, Adek ... yes, right, Dek?" force Dara to let Noora lie. Dara just didn't want to, Dad and his mom fought back.

"Really, Deck?" now the Creator turned to Noora.

"Yes, Father." The good boy nodded. Seeing Dara and Noora who looked a little nervous, made Dipta unable to breathe freely. He was sure something was going on with his wife and these two children.

While interrogating Dara and Noora in Noora's room without Rayna, Dipta's phone vibrates on the nightstand. As he looked at Nancy's name on the screen, Dipta came down from the bed, stepping out of the room.

"Who, Dad?" ask Dara.

"Friends, Dad. Wait a minute, yeah, son."

Dipta went all the way to the end of the kitchen, to pick up the phone from Nancy who since noon continued to flocking him to meet with Noora.

"I won't bother you, Mom. I-i promise. I'm just a peeker, my son." Nancy came to Mother's house and was shocked when she was told that Dipta had re-referenced with Rayna and occupied a new house. But, Mommy does not give a new home address for fear of being scolded by Dipta.

"What the hell are you meeting for? Noora never looked for you, Nan!"

"Loh, Mum. I'm his mother. Who conceived and gave birth to her. Time, I can't see you. I'd like you to take him away for a month without my permission!"

Created is funny. "Izin's? Wh-wh-what for? You never thought she existed, Nancy! It's funny you don't know, Devil!"

"Please dong, Mas! Or I'll use the law. Noora is still a child. Under the rule of law, the minor must be in the arms of his mother! So be careful, yes, you, deliberately go as far as I'm sure you're!"

Dipta shook her head in annoyance, as if wanting to roar Nancy's face to the end. This motherfucker woman is the source of the problem. Fortunately now, Rayna is back.

"Yes, that's it. We make a deal outside."

"Tomorrow, huh, Mas?"

"Yes, tomorrow."

"Really, Mas?"

"Later to tell me where it is." shut down unilaterally, because Dipta lazily linger on the phone with the woman.

"Who do you have to make the same deal?" he turned his head, finding his wife suddenly present behind his nape.

"When have you been here, Ay?" ask Dipta nervously.

"Who? The lady?" not answering, just continuing the guess. Jakun Dipta is seen moving when swallowing saliva that suddenly mounts, falling far to the bottom of the esophagus.

"Nancy?" origin guess.

"Yes." Yeah." The creator nodded honestly.

When Dipta chose the honest path, Rayna stiffened her jaw, rebuking in disgust. "I shouldn't have entered your life again, huh, Mom! All those wounds are gone again! I'm tired! Tired!" Rayna banged her chest in annoyance, venting emotions. However, as long as there was Noora. Nancy and Dipta will definitely be in touch.

"You misunderstood, dear." Dipta tries to embrace Rayna who continues to rebel does not accept.

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