
"Have you met her name, honey?" ask Momy Anika later.
Ara bergeming. He looked at the woman in front of him quite closely. He did not want to lose that affection for the second time and the umpteenth time.
Momy Anika was stunned as soon as her youngest daughter suddenly burst into her arms. Hugged it so tightly. Momy Anika returned her daughter's embrace.
Momy Anika let go of her embrace as she heard Ara sobbing in her arms. And sure enough, tears had already drenched the girl's cheeks.
"Ara, baby. Why are you crying?" Momy Anika cupped both of Ara's cheeks with a feeling of anxiety.
Ara did not reply, but her tears were flowing more and more.
"Ara, don't worry Momy, baby. What's up, son? Is there anything Ara wants to tell momy?"
Ara still did not want to talk, she let her tears do the talking if she was not okay.
Momy Anika also brought Ara to a white iron bench located near the banyan tree. They're sitting there.
"What's up, baby? Same story momy. If you keep harboring what you feel for yourself, of course it will make you feel depressed. Don't keep your own problems until they rot inside you."
Wanted it to be so, too, but if he told her his problem. So it was the same as plunging himself into his fear. That is hate. Moreover, the man who desecrated him was the future husband of his own brother. Hope son-in-law candidates have a baby in this fast time.
"Alright if Ara still does not want to tell the same momy. But daddy once suggested to mommy, Ara should consult a psychologist. How, Ara want to?"
Ara wiped away the tears on her cheeks. He felt that his mental health was deteriorating. But he doesn't need to go to a psychologist. He allowed himself to recover the trauma even though it took a short time.
The girl grabbed her momy's hand and stared inside both beads of Anika's momy eyes.
Momy Anika reviewed a smile and was a little astonished by her daughter's question.
"Of course, honey. Momy loves Kinara, momy's beautiful youngest daughter."
"Did Momy really love this momy's daughter?"
"Ara, why did Ara ask as if she doubted momy's affection, son?"
"I just need an answer yes or no, mom. Do you love this momy's daughter?"
"Momy's sincere, dear. Has momy been insincere all this time?"
Ara shakes. He took a deep breath before continuing his sentence.
"What if momy's daughter made a mistake that hurt momy, daddy, Kirana. Can momy still love this mom's daughter sincerely? Or even momy no longer wants to think of me as momy's daughter?"
Momy Anika flinched hearing Ara's question just now. He really did not understand why Ara could ask that. What he had done so he was worried about it that far.
"Darling, why can you ask that far, son?"
"Momy answer me. What would Momy do if I did? Will Momy still love me or will momy even hate me?"
Their pair of eyes threw each other a serious look. Momy Anika felt that something had happened to her youngest daughter. He was reminded of the words Kirana who once told himself that Ara had said she lost her world.
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