
"Mama Fitri, why not contact Dewun first? If only Dewun knew mama would come. The dust will not leave the house!" he said with a feeling of guilt.
"It's okay, baby? Mama wouldn't mind waiting. Mama's got a chance to cook, for dinner!" fitri warm full of love.
Dew pulls Fitri's hand, gently kissing Fitri's back. Dew hugs closely Fitri, warm affection Fitri makes Dew happy. Fitri warmly replied to the embrace of Dew. Unfortunately for Dew, never want a reply. A mother who loves her beautiful daughter.
"Where are Abra and Rafan? Why don't they come with you?"
"Sister Abra is outside, he's talking to papa Arya. While Rafan is asleep, Via is putting Rafan to sleep in the Dew room!" said Dewun, Fitri nodded in understanding. Fitri prepared the dinner she had just made. The dew helped Fitri stare at the cuisine on the dining table.
"Grow baby, mama deliberately made your favorite food. Mama hope you like it!"
"Of course, Dew would love it!" sahut Dew merrily, Fitri stared at haru princess who is very dear to him.
The warm feeling of a mother's affection. The love she never felt from her mother. The departure of Almaira brought half his soul, but the arrival of Fitri seemed to restore half his soul. Dew is so fond of Fitri, the sincerity of Fitri makes Dewun comfortable and happy. Not just Dewun, Nur has great respect for Fitri. Speak words and advice Fitri, making Nur a new personal.
"Eat, mama will call papa and Abra!" said Fitri, Dew nodded slowly.
Fitri goes out looking for Abra and Arya, usually Abra and Arya will talk in the study. Understandably the daughter-in-law and in-laws are both business people. Only work makes them fit in with each other. Her father-in-law's relationship was so warm, all for the sake of one name and one love.
"Grow, papa and Abra don't eat dinner. They will eat with Fahmi. Now that you eat first, you must not be hungry. Rafan needs ASI from you!" fitri said warmly.
Fitri gets rice and side dishes for Dew. Fitri is so sincere about loving Dewun, there is no distance between the child and the mother. Instead the Dew feels comfortable with Fitri's affection. The sincerity of Fitri makes Dew feel warm affection of a mother. Sometimes Dew cries, remembering the figure of Almaira in Fitri.
"Why don't you eat with me? I'm lazy to eat alone!" said Dewun, Fitri shook his head slowly.
"Why?" said Dewun, while gnashing his forehead did not understand.
"Mama is waiting for your papa!" sahut Fitri, Dew smile knot.
Again and again Dewun sees Fitri's great love for Arya and herself. Dew feels the sincerity of a wife, the devoted love and appreciation. A taste that is not only based on napsu. But it is love that holds a million loves and affections. The happy dew realized his father had a wife as sincere as Fitri. Arya got the happiness Arya should have gotten a long time ago.
"Darling, why haven't you eaten yet? No need to wait for them. You can't be late for a meal, remember Rafan needs an ASI!" said Fitri, while gently stroking the head of the Dewun. It seemed that Dew shook his head slowly. Fitri sighed, as if understanding the meaning of the Dew rejection.
"If you can wait for Papa, why can't I wait for Abra's sister? We'll have dinner together, Rafan's asleep. He won't get thirsty!" said Dewun, Fitri stared fixed Dew. Then, Fitri pulled Dew's hand. Grasping tightly the hand of the princess who was dear to her and Arya. Even for the sake of Dew, Fitri was able to sacrifice his happiness.
"Darling, mom and you are different. You have a responsibility to Rafan. My mom has no responsibility as big as you. Abra will not be angry or object, if you eat first. Maybe even Abra would be angry, if you were sick because you were waiting for him. While mom, it is not comfortable to eat without papa. For my mom, my mom was full. If you see my dad eating well. Never equate your responsibilities with your mom. Your responsibilities are more important than your mother's service to papa!" said Fitri, while patting the back of the hand Dewun.
"Yes baby!" sahut Fitri heard a slightly strange Dew call. There was a strange taste in his heart. Hearing the call of the Dew that implies something.
"If you had to choose, who would you choose? Giving birth to papa's offspring? Or pursue your brilliant mama's career?"
"Why are you asking that? Of course mom will give birth to a son for papa. Career means nothing more than happiness. My mom will never choose success. If it hurts your father!" fitri said loud and firm.
"Lantas, why do you want to delay pregnancy? Maybe you even think you want to abort the fetus in your womb!" said Dewun softly, Fitri immediately looked at Dewun with a feeling of surprise. Dew lowered his head, he felt Fitri was beginning to understand the direction of his conversation.
"If you're just going to be full, when you see papa full. Then, why did you choose to hurt your father instead of happy papa? I don't know what makes you not want to give birth to the successor of the Adiputra family? Though the love of mom to papa is so big. The sincerity and devotion of a wife who only wants to see the happiness of her husband. Mama, Dew is not your biological child. Dew only connect children who are not entitled to interfere. But if Dew can hope, do not take away the right of papa a second time. Papa has the right to know and raise his son. For whatever reason? Don't ever separate your father from his son!" said Dew softly, then looked down. Fitri stared fixedly at the Dew, Fitri shook his head slowly. The word Dewun is not wrong, but there is something wrong in its understanding.
"Grow baby, you misunderstood. It's true that my mother once thought that way. But after hearing your papa's explanation, mama canceled everything. Don't ever think your mom's gonna hurt your dad. Mama couldn't see the pain, let alone make her sad and disappointed!"
"Then, why do you think so shallow? What's the reason why you chose the wrong path?"
"You baby, you're the reason mom doesn't want to have a son. Mama doesn't want her presence to be your grief. You're everything to mom and dad. Mama was afraid, if after she was born. Mama will lose you. Moreover, papa loves you very much, mama does not want papa to forget you!" fitri hesitated.
"Why does my mom think that? Never Dew afraid of losing your affection. Dew is quite mature, will not be jealous of Dewun's own sister. Never sacrifice that much, Dew is afraid of not being able to bear it!"
"You're not disappointed!" fitri said softly, Dewun shook his head.
"Papa deserves to have a happy family. Your love is enough for Dew. Will not be expected more. One more thing, Dew believes papa and mama will never forget Dewun. Forever the daughter of mom and dad. There is or is no fruit of love between mom and dad. The Dew will still be your daughter. So never sacrifice happiness for Dew. Like a mother who will be full, when looking greedily eat papa. Just like the happiness of the Dew is there, when you see your mom and dad happy!"
"Thank you dear!" said Fitri Haru, Fitri felt the sincere love that Dewun gave him.
"I love my mom!" said Dewun loudly, while hugging Fitri from behind.
"Mama too dear Dew!" sahut Fitri shrieked, Dew nodded his head. The dew rests its head on Fitri's shoulders.
"I love Mama Fitri too!" nur shouted loudly, Dewun and Fitri turned to look at Nur. Nur seemed to run towards Dewun and Fitri.
"Dear you two!" sahut Fitri, then hugged Dewun and Nur together.
"So, when are you gonna tell papa about my little sister?" said Dewun, Nur immediately turned his head. Fitri was embarrassed.
"Mama Fitri Hamil, papa Arya is amazing!" nur shouted loudly, Fitri immediately shook his head in disbelief.