Curse Spell

Obviousness

Erlangga approaches Neta's bed. He gasped. The woman lying on the bed was not the Neta she knew.

"Who is he?" Ask her in your heart. Neta caught Erlangga's surprised reaction. Even after that Erlangga behaved quite normally. But Neta knew that Erlangga must be confused to see his face had changed. A very drastic change.

"I'm Neta sir, Kayra's birth mother." Neta tried to neutralize the atmosphere. He knew Mr. Erlangga must have felt hesitant to ask for clarity from him.

Erlangga's face increasingly showed confusion. How could? Isn't Kayra's mother long dead?

"I'm Kayra's real mother. Mahendra and I separated when Kayra was very young. We were afraid that our separation would make Kayra's growth and development disrupted. So we decided to lie to Kayra for her own good."

For a moment Neta glanced at Kayra who was protesting her lie. He weakens his view hoping Kayra can understand the meaning of his lies. He really does not want others to know about his dark past.

A moment later Kayra nodded her head. Giving consent to her mother's lies.

"Four years ago, Mahendra reported that he was hit by a third-stage cancer. That's when I came into her family as Kayra's stepmother." Neta breathed a heavy breath. It still hurts to lose the man she loves so much.

"Once again I have to play an evil stepmother. So Kayra doesn't feel too lost when her father dies. I'm mistaken. Kayra was devastated by her father's death." Neta took a pause to gather up the courage to open her deepest wound. A single tear escaped the tip of his eye without being prevented.

"Four years of this role I have lived. Not a short time. I was actually very tortured. Wanted to immediately hug Kayra and say. Kayra you're mom's biological son. This is your mother, son, who you've heard you've been dead." Hicks... Neta. Kayra hugged her mother. He did not want to see his mother sad.

"Mother. No need to continue. Mom's still sick. Don't force yourself..." Kayra was very worried about her mother.

"No Ra. everything should be clear from now on. So that Mr. Erlangga can make this a consideration. Whatever Dariel's wish for you is not something to play with. A family built on lies will never survive."

Neta clapped Kayra's hand as if to tell her she was fine and Kayra didn't have to worry.

"I'm actually embarrassed to admit that I'm Kayra's real mother. All the crimes I have committed against my son are outrageous. And stupidly when I regret the past, I try to end my life." Neta stroked her chest covered in a blanket.

"Kayra is my only child. I'm very proud of him. He grew up to be a beautiful, friendly and kind child. And what makes me most happy is that he can accept me for who I am."

Neta paused for a moment, looking at Kayra longingly. Like a mother who just found her lost child for years.

"If I don't personally take issue with Mom's family past. Because actually in addition to my promise with Mahendra to match our children. I see Kayra's behavior very well. So there's no reason for me to cancel their engagement. But I also will not force or hinder either Dariel or Kayra if they change their minds." Erlangga blatantly threw a hot ball at Dariel and Kayra.

"I love Kayra so much, and I'm going to marry her." Dariel looked at Kayra with a gaze demanding an acceptance answer. Instantly made Kayra nervous.

"E... If you approve ?" Answer Kayra gamang.

"Ra. I agree you're married to Dariel." Neta eagerly answered Kayra's question. But when she saw Kayra as if she did not believe the answer, Neta patted Kayra on the shoulder.

"Make it now that I agree!" The word Neta is fiery.

Kayra hugged her mother. "Thank you mom..." And tears and sobbing are what next speaks between the mother and the child.

Bik Sari in the corner of the room also heard all the Neta stories. He wiped away the tears with the end of his negligent sleeve. She was happy with Kayra's happiness.

"Well then, after Neta's mother is out of the hospital we will immediately hold an event fiancee and direct marriage? Hows it? Agreed?" Erlangga asked full of happiness.

Both Kayra, Dariel and Neta nodded their heads in approval of Erlangga's plan which they saw as good. The laughter began to blur enliven the stiff Neta treatment room. Until he was distracted when Dariel threw his question.

"So I didn't see Cerry? Oh yeah is Cerry Kayra's brother?" Dariel threw a question that made him curious.

Neta smiled, she also had to straighten this out. However, he had to make sure Kayra would not have any problems in the future.

"Actually Cerry's my adopted son. He was an orphan who from the baby was treated in an orphanage. The first time I saw Kayra. Another surprising thing, their birthdays are exactly the same. Cerry becomes solace when she is alone separated from her husband and child. I already consider Cerry a real child. For the future it will remain that way. I hope Kayra can also forgive and love Cerry like a brother."

Kayra nodded. He promises in his heart to learn to love Cerry in the future without remembering his past crimes.

Behind the door was a girl crying in silence. Her tears are flowing. Cerry has stolen their talk. Cerry did not expect that all this time he was just an adopted child. Mama Neta who pampered him was only a foster mother? And his crime to Kayra who was his mother's biological child? Cerry looked down at the face. He was so ashamed of himself. How could he be so mean to his adoptive mother's real son? While covering his face with both hands he ran to find a place to vent all his feelings. The choice fell on a hospital park bench. It was there that he sat in the turmoil of his heart. He wanted to reject all the new realities he had heard. The truth was so painful for him. If she could choose she would be Mama Neta's only child. Attention and all the abundance of material he got from mama Neta did not want to be distracted from her at all. Cerry is never ready to lose.