Charm Wife Titipan

76. Accepting the Reality

"Kok Opa knows my name? We never met" Bryan replied innocently.

Shaka put Bryan to the bed, he sat the little boy next to Mr. Malik.

There was a tremble in Mr. Malik's heart when he saw the little boy. He unconsciously raised his hand and touched the face of the grandson. Cupping both sides of his left and right cheeks with both hands.

"Your name is Bryan?"

"Muhammad Bryan Bagaskara." Bryan gave his full name without being asked.

"Good name" praised Mr. Malik.

His hand was still gently stroking the handsome boy's puffed cheeks. The longing for the child who left him five years ago was treated by seeing his granddaughter.

My God, this kid looks a lot like my Bryan. So the child Nimas conceived was really my grandson? Is he my flesh and blood?

Unknowingly and without being asked, Mr. Malik's eyes glazed over. I don't know, he felt his heart warm. Rejection a few years ago seemed to be lost to nowhere.

Actually Mr. Malik has been aware of his mistakes and sins in the past. He has felt that for several years. Since feeling that Shaka can live without her. Either the time or the pain that made Mr. Malik aware.

"You look a lot like your father."

"Papa?" Bryan looked at Shaka for a moment and then looked back at Malik. "Opa was the first time I said I looked like Dad. A lot of people say I don't look the same as Mom and Dad" he added.

"I mean, skin color and way of speaking. Opa means similar that one. Similar does not mean on the face only. But others can, too" said Shaka so that no discussion continues about Bryan's biological father.

Hearing the speech of the child makes Mr. Malik understand his grandson did not understand the truth. He was just a slow-mouthed manggut.

Oh, so little Bryan doesn't know who his real father is? Shaka and Nimas doing this must have had the best reason for their son. All right, I'm gonna make Bryan know who Dad is and where he came from. What a great idea Marissa. Do this as cleanly as possible so that no one knows who dismantled something that was closed long ago.

"Pa, hopefully get well as soon as possible. From our deepest hearts, we apologize profusely for our past mistakes. We realized we shouldn't have decided something when we're angry." Nimas humbled himself to apologize first even though he was the victim of his mother-in-law's disgust.

"Yes. Papa was wrong too. Never mind, forget everything. We are all wrong. Can you guys go back home? Papa wants us to get together again. Papa is old, it feels inappropriate and it's no time to keep the ego."

Unlike Ms. Marissa who is good only a pseudo shadow. Mr. Malik took out word for word from his deepest heart. He had long missed this moment, only his prestige was still high. And now, he did not want to maintain ego let alone prestige. Especially after seeing Bryan, the sense of wanting to be close to the child is even more round. He put aside the problem of a daughter-in-law who is far from his criteria.

"We're pi..."

"Yes, Pa. We are willing to stay together again" Nimas quickly cut.

Shaka was silent, though inwardly he was angry. It's not the right time to reprimand his wife now.

"Dead together? Are Oma and Opa gonna move into our house, Bun?" ask Bryan.

"We're moving. We'll keep Oma and Opa together. Let Opa not get sick anymore. You want?"

"Now. Wherever the same origin Mother and Father I want. Then I moved school?"

"No, all the SD guys just moved to a school near Oma's house," said Shaka with a flat face.

Malik and Bryan finally got together. They chatted about something that could bring them closer together to be much closer. Sometimes laughter came from the mouths of the two. While Ms. Marissa also took part in chatting even with her skit face.

Meanwhile, Shaka pulls Nimas' hand to come with him out of the room. The man dragged his wife away from the room.

"What's up, Mom? Why did we bring me here? Slow down the road."

Shaka halted his steps after he was already far away from the room.

"Two times, Nimas. You've decided something twice without my permission. You also cut my words easily. Who am I, for you?" Shaka let out a bit of his emotions. He forgot the language he used with his wife. Dear call, how he mentioned himself, he forgot for a moment.

Nimas who had not heard Shaka say his name for a long time was a little teary. It felt so different when Shaka said that.

"Mas" said Nimas very softly.

Hearing himself being called like that, Shaka suddenly realized that he was hurting his wife with his words. He closed his eyes for a moment then who took a deep breath and took it out slowly.

"You know what you're doing is wrong. I know, Deck, you mean it's good. You want to go back to being devoted to your parents. You want to give them back their child, Mas knows that. I don't mean how to gini. Doesn't whatever we take in our lives need to be taken into account? I just want you to respect Mas as your husband. The decision you made was not only your decision, but also involving Mas and our children. Did you ever make a decision unilaterally if it involved your family? Mas make a decision for yourself Mas alone, Mas discussion the same you loh."

Nimas kept silent as he stared at the hospital floor. She realized what she was doing was hurting her husband's self-esteem. In his heart he cursed himself for being too careless in making decisions for his little family.

"sorry. I didn't realize that what I was saying was infecting you. I'm sorry."

"Where can be angry with you for so long anyway, Dek? Mas subconsciously snapped you aja Mas nyesel. It's not that I don't want to support what you want, I support it. Mas proud to have your kayak wife who is heartened willing to apologize to both parents Mas. Not all women are like you. Not everyone has a heart as soft as yours. But please, look at me too. We're going back home, but not now. Okay, we wait for Bryan to get into the new SD we move on."

Nimas nodded his head and placed his head on the wide chest of the husband. He often apologizes for what he did.