
Blue knows whose genes make his brain less than Faiz's. But it's okay, now he's aware the world needs complexity in order to fill each other. Not everyone has to be a genius. Luckily he did not live in the care of his mother. At the very least, with his position now a little bit of envy on the nephew spur the spirit of learning to catch up in the academic field. Blue so diligent follow private lessons. The target is not grandiose, can only enter the top 5 in his class in the next semester.
In Blue's heart speaketh his hamdalah, thanking God's every provision upon him. Everything feels light when we can accept ourselves for who we are. All must be grateful because Blue believes God will add blessings and grace to His servant who is always grateful.
Ms Sari, who was sitting at a table located on the outside of the restaurant, nodded her head as she gestured to prepare to go home.
“Blue go home now yes, Ma” Blue stands while confirming the location of his backpack.
“It feels like we've only been together for a while, Bi. You don't miss mama? Did your sister teach you to forget about mama?”
Ah, Mama. Why is his mind so ugly? Why can't you thank the brother who took care of her? Looky. Blue is fine, Ma. Not less anything. Blue has a much better life than the orphans out there.
“Bi ..”
Blue sat back down and squeezed his fingers. He was still uncomfortable with this meeting, but could not tell the truth. He does not want to be a bad boy. Maybe he's still awkward. Moreover, the mindset and lifestyle of his mother is not in line with what was instilled in him since childhood. Blue doesn't want to linger. He began to feel this meeting would put both of them in a difficult position.
Since then he saw his mother could not sit back and relax. I don't know what makes him nervous. Many times he caught his mother glancing at Mbak Sari who was sitting watching him with sharp eyes at the restaurant table which was outside the room. It was clear that the bodyguard could not hear the conversation of the two, but my mother always showed an attitude of alertness and dislike.
“Sister Lily said, my family already thought Blue died a few days after Blue was born. My mom has a new family now. Blue doesn't want to see Mom. Blue is just afraid that the presence of Blue will disturb your life. Blue dear mom. Since childhood sister Lily accustomed us to always pray for both parents after every prayer. Ustazah in the pesantren also said, a sign of love of children to parents
is to try to be a good child and pray because only the prayer of the child can save the parents in the hereafter.”
Rissa lowered. Throughout the day the heavier the burden that can not be expressed. True blue. His encounter with his biological son put him in a difficult position. Until now he has not been able to tell his family about Blue. No. gabe. It's not ready yet. Afraid to imagine the consequences that must be borne.
But Conscience cannot lie, every mother must love her flesh and blood. Moreover, he had been separated for a dozen years and could never have another child after his birth.
“Mama love you, Bi.” Only that word could be said on his lips.
“Blue is also dear mama.”
Her lips gave her a smile. They hugged each other. Pretty long. I don't feel like being released
just like that. Miraculously imagine a small body that had been in her womb for 9 months now growing taller and bigger than her mother.
It is undeniable that the blood of Wirajaya flows more thickly in Blue than he does. Simple blue, though,
beautiful and brave. Not at all like Rissa. Her mother is just a weak woman who does not have the courage to fight for her daughter. He is more afraid of losing all the facilities he enjoys without hard work. Currently her luxurious life is financed by a husband who is none other than a competitor of the business of her late husband's children. She could not imagine how she would be if all the facilities she had received had suddenly been revoked because her husband knew her son from Wirajaya was still alive. He was also worried that his son was targeted with revenge because of the blood of the King flowing in his body. However bad a mother may be, it is not until the heart allows her flesh and blood to suffer.
Again he complained, what can it be?
“We can meet again anytime if mama miss Blue. Mama already knows where Blue school is. Mama can also stop by Menteng's house. Door always open for mama.”
“But ..”
“Kak Satya and her family do not mind if mama comes. Mama heard it herself, right, that Ritha sis tipped greetings to mama?” Blue tried to convince, but his mother's face was still worried.
“Mama can not go to Menteng house for fear of new family mama know?” guess Blue.
Rissa nodded.
“Then, we're backstreet. Hahaha.”.
Says the backstreet date is fun too. There is a sensation of palpitations while undergoing a silent relationship. But what if the relationship between mother and child should be backstreet? What is the sensation? Akh, no need to think about it. Tired of himself later. Just go for it. The only ones at risk for this relationship are her mother, not Blue. Satya and her family are open. It did not prevent him from meeting his mother even though the relationship between them did not look okay.
Rissa is still worried. His lips automatically smiled when he saw his daughter laughing at things that were not at all funny. But his heart still whimpers. It feels happy to find his flesh and blood that was originally considered dead, but do not know how to always be together and make up for all the longings buried so far. A mother is a mother, always wanting happiness for her child.
“Yes. We're backstreet.”
“Mama won't kidnap me anymore right?”
Rissa shook her head even though she was not sure if she could protect her son who might be the victim of revenge for the defeat of – business defeat of her husband and family. Her husband is often angry because in recent years Satya acquired the shadow company of her husband's business group which was deliberately bankrupt, improve management performance and then sell it back to the capital market after healthy with stock prices that soar. What Satya did was like a mockery that made her husband feel trampled and more hurt. Moreover, the Bas people have too often been involved in direct disputes at the port and in the world of information networks. All means are used to bring down Goldlight and the dominance of the Wirajaya family, including new star ups engaged in the field of cyber security. Must disable.
Rissa took her breath. Deep down he wanted his son to be happy. It shouldn't be blue
victims of disputes and business competition that may not be understood at all. But the position is really difficult. Choosing between a child and a life partner is not an easy matter for a woman who cannot stand alone like herself. If she is an independent woman, of course she prefers children. Husband can become ex. Moreover, he had another woman in his life. Rissa doesn't want to lose the facility, but she can't let her innocent child become a victim.