
“Basic of a fucking woman, you dare harm my grandson and my son!” Utari suddenly came and raged at Kemala.
“Uwh!! Sick, Ma!" Kemala tried to hold Utari's hand which grabbed her hair. Before long Utari pushed Kemala, lucky Abi caught the body of his son-in-law.
“Mama stop! What do you mean you came here raging Kemala?”
“What, You call me Mama! Hi...! Abi we no longer have any relationship.” Utari caught a glimpse of Kalina helping Kemala.
“Ouh .. so you're back again with that cheap lady.” Utari smiled cynically looking at Kalina.
Abi took a deep breath trying to hold back his tears and emotions, How is he so concerned about Utari's current attitude. Lie if Abi has no feelings of love for Utari.
“Honored Lady Utari. Please leave this house. Don't make a fuss.”
“What? You told me to leave my son's own house. He should be the one who doesn't deserve to be here. This is my son's house.” Utari refers to Kalina.
"Then what do you want?” furious Abi.
“What is this, Why is it so stormy in the morning?” asked Arya who had just woken up and was still wearing a nightgown. Arya looks at her Mom who looks emotional looking at her Papa.
“What's up, Ma! Why do you often look for a commotion. There are guests here. There are Oma, Opa and Opa Kemala.”
Utari stared intently at Kalina and Kemala, feeling that since their presence Arya no longer respected him. Utari chooses to leave Arya's house. He got into the car with a state of emotion, he drove his car darting out of nowhere.
Everyone just looked at Utari's departure with a sigh, They don't know how else to behave. Everyone went into the house except Abi. Abi sits on the porch chair of the house thinking about his ex-wife.
“Utari...,” shriveled and then rubbed his face. In what way to encourage him to be better.
“Mas...,” call Kalina while rubbing her shoulders.
“Mbak Utari will one day change for the better, Mas. We just pray.”
“This is all my fault, Lin. I failed to educate him, before I knew you, I often advised him. But considered wind last.”
Kalina smiled then sat down next to him. Kalina grabbed Abi's fingers and gently rubbed her cheeks.
“Mas has done her best as a husband. But right now I'm your wife. Although I know Mbak Utari is the mother of Mas children. But I salute the same Mbak Utari managed to educate his children to be successful people all.”
“Not Mama. But Papa who managed to educate us to be like today, including making Mama a successful person in business and life for the better, ” sela Tasya suddenly came with her son and husband.
“Honey, When to Come. Why didn't you tell Papa?” Abi got up and welcomed his granddaughter who was in Tasya's husband's arms.
“Yesterday, Pa.” Tasya briefly hugged her papa as well as Kalina.
“your pregnancy is already big, you want a birth in Surabaya or in Jakarta?” ask Abi.
“In Surabaya only, Pa. Many brothers. Tasya also wants to be close to Mama while wanting to advise Mama. My butterflies could not bear to hear the reports of Kak Arya's men watching over Mama. Mama now often to Singapore and play at the casino gambling place there. Tasya can't allow this, Pa.”
“Iya, Yes. Papa is also dizzy to see your mother's behavior is increasingly becoming.”
“Resya want same Oma?” kalina said to Tasya's 2-year-old son. Resya also directly slammed into Kalina's embrace.
“It looks like Oma's grandson is still sleepy, yes!” kalina kissed Resya's cheek.
Tasya just smiled faintly at Kalina. He is happy that Kalina took care of the Papa in his old age on the other hand he also does not like Kalina, but he respects her Papa's decision and respects Kalina as the Papa's wife.
They all went inside. Arriving in Tasya approaching Vienna and Bram. They embrace each other. Really in the eyes of Kemala, a very beautiful sight with a sense of family and family of the husband. A warm family he never got from small.
They were joking with each other, joking with each other. The atmosphere of Aryan house is so crowded when not all gathered. If the grandchildren and great-grandchildren of Vienna had gathered together. Maybe Arya's house can't or can't fit them all.
Arya smiled at the wife who was sitting next to her, having breakfast with her. Arya saw Kemala who had earlier stolen the view of Daniel, Opanya who was telling the past together, Bram and Vienna. Arya knows Kemala is still hesitant and does not believe that he still has a biological family.
“Why you, baby? Why look at Opa Daniel like that?” arya asked to confirm Kemala's feelings.
“No, Mas. Its alright. I just want to see Opa. I also wondered what my real parents and Oma Bella looked like. Opa said, my eyes are like oma.”
“What's clear, Papa Aron and your Mama, they're handsome and pretty. That's why you're beautiful too. Your small time is also beautiful and adorable.”
Then she looked at Arya and frowned, Does her husband know her as a child?
“Mas know from where, I'm beautiful and funny?”
“When I was a teenager, I already knew you, you too I carried.”
“Long!” She laughed and hugged her husband. They laugh together too.
"That's seriously dear, you're funny like Zea.”
“Iya, I believe, Mas. Because I didn't know my childhood when I was with my real parents. What I remember when I was a kid selling a mobile cake at the market with Mom. Hot, rain we keep working hanta to eat. Even to enter Kindergarten school is just my wishful thinking. When Zea was all school age to Kindergarten, I was .. I could only see them from a distance. But... Mother always taught me like the one in Kindergarten school, singing, drawing, writing while selling, not to mention .. My mother and I were exposed to the vent of Dad's anger if they did not give the money as requested.” Not feeling Kemala crying stumbling between the story.
Arya hugged the wife and wiped her tears. Daniel saw his grandson crying and went straight to him. Bram and Vienna and everyone just smiled looking at Daniel and Kemala.
"Elena,” call Daniel who calls Kemala by his real name. He wiped his tears and looked at Daniel and smiled.
“Iya, Opa!”
“Why, cry? Is your husband acting?” daniel looked at Arya's face. Arya simply threw away her gaze while scratching her non-itchy head.
"Dadeuh! misunderstand this aki-aki!” arya muttered slowly. She laughed a little when she heard her husband grumbling.
"No, Opa! Kamala .. e .. Elena means. Elena is happy surrounded by good people like Mas Arya and her family.”
“Oh ... Opa thought, you were whacked by this rancid.”
“Yes harm Opa, if not nothing. The proof wants to be a great-grandson,” said Tasya in accompanied by laughter.