Fated To Love You's

The Mama Sita Version

Papa Jo just went to the back room. Whether it's the dining room, the kitchen or the backyard, Mike has no idea. But certainly his beloved middle-aged man went with his lover, Floryn.

Papa Jo died with Mama Sita, and hoped that the mother and son could talk to each other from heart to heart.

"Mike..." The call from the mother shifted the eyes of Mike who had been focused on staring in the direction where the shadow of the lover disappeared.

Mike just stared at Mama Sita at a glance and bowed his head. Really at this time Mike is in confusion, confused about where to start their conversation from. Or Mike just goes straight to the point. The point where Mike needs to confirm the mother is that Foryn is now officially his half-brother.

"Son, are you still mad at Mama for what happened a dozen years ago?" mama Sita asked as she ventured to touch the son's hand.

Mike did not refuse his touch and it made a little relief in Mama Sita's heart, because at least the son did not mind his presence here at this time.

Mike looked up at the face of his mother. For a moment there was only silence between the two, even Mama Sita's question was not answered at all by the twenty-year-old man.

"What really happened back then?" One question escaped Mike's mouth. A question that had been on his mind for a dozen years.

Papa Jo did tell me the real reason. But right now Mike wants to know his mother's version of the story. Not in disbelief with both parents, but the shadow of seeing the mother directly with her father's personal driver made Mike want to know the story directly from Mama Sita

Hearing Mike's question made Mama Sita's tears return without being prevented. Shame, anger and disappointment with herself make Mama Sita feel no more face in front of the son.

At that time Mama Sita was indeed under the influence of sleeping pills, so she did not know directly if Mike saw himself sleeping in the room without wearing a thread with a man. The story he got precisely from his mother-in-law when cursing and expel him.

"Mike at the time Mama was trapped. Forgive Mama who can not take care of Mama and your Papa's family's good name."

With tears flooding all over her face, Mama Sita begins to tell her version of herself.

Starting from her mother-in-law's sister who suddenly came to her room and gave her a cup of green tea.

At first Mama Sita was surprised, because not usually the sister-in-law did good to her. But he who did not suspect directly drank the green tea.

Afterwards Mama Sita began to sleepy, but usually at eleven o'clock in the afternoon she never slept because she had to pick up Mike at school.

The next story that runs out of his mother's mouth is exactly like the one that Papa Jo told a few days ago. There is not even the slightest difference between the father's version of the story and the mother's version.

"Mike, Mama knows Mama was wrong because she was careless. But please don't hate Mama. Mama has suffered enough because she can't be with you. Can't hug you, can't be by your side when you need to. But again, Mama asked for help. Please Sorry Mama," said Mama Sita pleading. He even intended to prostrate himself under the feet of the son in order to ask for forgiveness. Forgiveness for not being a good mother to her son.

Without saying Mike directly helped his mother get up as the middle-aged woman almost crouched down before him. Mike doesn't like it. He just feels like a bad boy.

"Don't do that again. Mike doesn't like it" said Mike.

Mama Sita nodded her head. Especially when looking at the sharp eyes of Mike which indicates there is no objection to it.

"But you want to forgive Mama, right?"

Mike nodded his head. He forgave his mother. Maybe even long before he knew the truth.

Mama Sita is her mother. A woman who is willing to struggle between life and death just to present herself to the world. Whatever the mother, Mama Sita is always in Mike's heart.

"Thank you dear." Mama Sita stretched out her arms, about to hug Mike. But unfortunately the son actually backed off and kept his distance. It certainly makes Mama Sita's heart sad and disappointed. Though a moment ago the son had hinted if he had forgiven himself. Then why now his son actually refused to be embraced by him?

"May Mike ask you one thing?"

Mama Sita nodded her head, a sign that the son could ask anything that might still be stuck in the heart. "Mike can ask anything. And as much as possible Mama will answer."

For a moment Mike was silent. This was a core matter that he had wanted to ask from the very beginning. Even Mike had to prepare his heart to receive whatever the answer of the mother later.

"Mike...."

"Are I and Floryn half-brothers?"