Bride Pay
Chapter 29
Hearing Wulan's words, Nature became more upset and full of emotion and she clenched her hands together. Suci who saw the expression of her husband was very anxious to cry, at least it was that Nature against him so she was very angry when Wulan said she wanted to propose a grandchild.
“Emm... I want to go to the restroom for a minute!” holy said to the three of them while smiling awkwardly and after that he headed for the bathroom.
Wulan had seen the expression of her daughter-in-law who looked sad until questions arose in her mind and after that she looked at her son with a gaze full of questions.
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On the way back to her house, Vivi still has questions for her best friend.
“Whose house did the Saints come to? And why does she look so familiar with these mothers?” Vivi asked herself curiously while continuing to drive forward her car.
“It seems Holy is hiding something from me? There is only one person who can answer the question!” vivi said again and after that she took a turning path to go somewhere where someone could answer all her questions.
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Elsewhere, Tiara's apartment.
Tiara is busy with her social media accounts, but in the midst of her busy life, Tiara also communicates with her parents in France. Tiara and her parents communicate to let go of each other's longing and also ask for news.
‘Tiara, do you remember tomorrow what day?’ tanya Ridwan, Tiara's father.
Tiara thought for a moment, what is so special about tomorrow that her father asked her about it? Tiara thought hard to remember that, and she immediately remembered something.
“Oh yes... tomorrow is the birthday of my sister,” Tiara said while patting her eel, “mommy tomorrow is so sad? Because all this time we remember the day of Dance's birth, but she's not in our midst!” tiara said with a sad face.
“I just don't even know how my sister's face was before nothing?” connect Tiara again.
Tiara felt very sad, no tears fell from her eyes because of the loss of her sister whom she had never met at all since her sister was born until she left them.
“Day, even though brother never saw you, brother sure before you left you are a good boy and very dear to you by mom and dad!” tiara said in a very sad tone and she wiped her tears.
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Vivi has arrived at the orphanage of affection, yes Vivi came to that place because Vivi believes only Halimah can answer all the questions that are in her mind at this time. For whoever else confides in the Holy besides himself and Halima, if the Holy One conceals something from himself, the Holy One will not hide anything from the little one who has been considered his godmother.
“Vivi... Are you here?” tanya Halimah who is busy organizing the children.
“Iya mother!” vivi replied briefly while commenting on the small smile on her face.
“Did you come here by yourself?” halimah asked again when she found no one but Vivi.
“Iya mother, I came here myself!” answer Vivi again.
Vivi wanted to ask about Saints immediately, but because she saw Halimah seemed to be busy with children she also undo the intention. Halimah realized Vivi's unfriendly look today, she became curious about what was in the Holy Friend's mind.
“Nak Vivi, you want to say something?” ask Halimah.
“Em... no kok mother, anyways not important business!” elak Vivi's.
“If you want to say something just say it, Vivi!” halimah said because she realized it was impossible if not important Vivi would come alone to the orphanage.
Halimah was somewhat surprised by Vivi's words, what is meant by Vivi?
“About what..?” Halimah was curious.
“Mother, can we talk in a quiet place?” Vivi asked Halimah, as she wanted to know what secret the Saints were hiding from her in a calm atmosphere.
Halimah also agreed to Vivi's request, she immediately invited the Holy Friend to her room.
“Tell Vivi, what do you want to ask your mother about your best friend?”
“Mother, this morning when Suci and I met in the garden, Suci told her about the terrible incident that happened to her nine years ago with a man named Mirai!”
Halimah gasped at Vivi's words, saying that Suci told her about the events of nine years ago.
“Then, what else do you want to ask if Saints have told you about the incident?” Halimah was still astonished by Vivi.
“But mother... when Saints came home from the garden, I deliberately followed her, because I felt that there was something that was hidden by Saints. It seems true, though, when I followed him I was very surprised why Saints can live in elite housing and moreover Saints look very familiar with the middle-aged woman that I believe lives in that house?” vivi asked curiously.
“Middle-aged woman says you..?” halimah asked in a probing tone.
“Iya mother!” answer Vivi.
‘Who is the middle-aged woman referred to by Vivi? Is that woman Cici's birth mother?’ Halimah became very curious, ‘how could Cici have found her biological mother? But... how could Cici find her real mother so soon? I just handed over the necklace not long ago.’ Halimah was unsure of what she was thinking.
“Mother...” call Vivi when she does not get a response from Halimah.
“Yes yes, Vi. You know Cici didn't meet that woman in which housing?” halimah asked curiously.
“Housing dahlia.” Vivi replied briefly to Halimah.
Hearing Vivi's reply, Halimah recalled that Suci had once told her that she lived with her husband in a dahlia housing estate. Halima sighed when she realized that what Vivi saw might have been the Holy Mother-in-law.
“Mother... story dong same Vivi. Actually you know what the Saints are hiding from Vivi?” vivi said with a whining tone.
“Nak Vivi, if you want to know, why don't you ask Cici directly?”
“Heem... Suci was his man covered in bun, earlier if I did not mean he made a story, he would not tell me.” Said Vivi with a bent face.
“But mother... if the mother is never closed, she will be happy to tell mother. So come dong mother... Vivi same story, what big secret is Sacred hiding from me? I promise you if I know everything, I won't tell you back to Suci.” Vivi said compulsively, to the extent that she promised Halimah that she would never tell the Saints again if she knew everything.
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