
Although Rendi had an affair with another woman, but as much as possible she will always maintain her loyalty to Rendi, a husband who never considered her existence. Although Rendi never considered her existence, but she would still remember her status as a wife and keep her boundaries with other men.
"Sorry, I'm just amazed at how wise you think." Bastian.
"Ohh..."
"Sorry if I make you feel uncomfortable." Bastian felt bad.
"Yes, but I think I should go now. Again thanks for the ice cream, I'll go first, assalamualaikum." Pamit Mitha, and she moved out of her seat. Actually Bastian wanted to hold her back, but he didn't want to make Mitha even more uncomfortable with him.
"Eh, wait." Hold Bastian when Mitha is about to leave.
"What's wrong?"
"Can we meet again?"
"God willing, if Allah allows, excuse me, assalamualaikum." Pamit Mitha again.
"Yes, hail waalaikum." Reply Bastian with smiling lips, as he feels there is still hope to meet again. And from Mitha's answer earlier, Bastian concluded that Mitha did not mind if someday they meet again. "O Allah, please allow us to meet again. May I see that sweet smile again, O Allah, aaamiiiinnn..." Inner Bastian with eyes that still faithfully follow Mitha.
And when Mitha was gone from her sight, Bastian was again about to sit down. But had not had time to touch his b*kong chair, he again stood upright while patting his eel when he remembered something.
"BESTAGA BEGO BEGO... Why did I forget?" Bastian cried while patting his eel, without caring about the people who were looking at him, because they heard Bastian's voice. With a quick movement Bastian immediately paid for his ice cream and ran to look for Mitha, hoping that Mitha was still not far away and he could still find her.
But unfortunately, even though Bastian had searched here and there, but he still did not find Mitha. Bastian had even searched Mitha's clothing store and the mall parking lot, but Bastian still had not found Mitha.
"Well... Huh... Hhh... Where the hell is he? What a word it says." Said Bastian with a breath of excitement, because running since earlier. While elsewhere, more precisely on the way home, Mitha was in an online taxi that was booked earlier.
"Oh yeah, whose name was that guy? We may forget acquaintances, hehe... " Mitha said with a small laugh, feeling funny with herself and the guy. They had even eaten ice cream together, but had forgotten to acquaintance.
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Mitha had arrived at her house, but she did not go straight in because she saw a car parked in her yard. And it was not her brother's car or the house person, so it made Mitha curious who the owner was.
"Waalaikum salam." Answer the compact people in the house, more precisely in the guest room. Mitha stopped her steps, feeling familiar with all those sounds.
"That voice..." Mitha muttered, then she quickly stepped in the guest room. And how surprised he was when he saw anyone who was in the guest room.
"Mama... Papa's..." Mitha cried when she saw her parents.
"Darling, you're home." Mama Mitha.
"Mama... Hix... Hicks..." Mitha ran and hugged her mother tightly, and she cried bitterly in her arms. Making her mother feel confused, because it is not usual for Mitha to cry like this. Because she and her Papa Mitha had already left Mitha several times longer than this, but Mitha was mediocre and did not cry.
Moreover, he knew that his daughter was the most anti-crying, especially in front of many people. But now that her daughter was sobbing like a child, Mama Mitha had even forgotten when she last saw Mitha cry like this. Mama Mitha then remembered the impromptu and forced marriage that Mitha had done a few days ago.
"God... How could I forget about that? As for my daughter, she must have gone through a lot of hardships when I wasn't around." Inner Mama Mitha, for a moment she forgot about Mitha's impromptu marriage, because it was too happy to be able to meet her children again. Mama Mitha also stroked Mitha's back, so that Mitha felt calmer.
"Patience dear, Mama knows you're strong. Mama knows you can get through all this well, sorry Mama and Papa just get home now. You must have gone through a lot of difficulties as long as Mama and Papa are not there, sorry Mama who can not nemenin you when you again have problems, sorry because Mama can not attend at your wedding. Sorry Mama who can not always keep you well, sorry Mama for not being able to do anything. Sorry dear Mama, sorry Mama... Mama failed to take care of you, Mama has failed to be your good mother." Mama Mitha regretted while occasionally wiping away her tears that had come out since earlier. Instead of being calm, Mitha was even more crying. Her heart ached when she heard her mother's apology.
Mitha took off her arms and looked at her mother with tears on her face.
"No Ma... Don't talk about it like hiks... It's not Mama's fault, Mama's not wrong... It's all Mitha's fault... Mitha the sloppy hix... Mitha who can't take care of herself... Mitha wrong Ma, maaafin Mitha hiks... Ma'am Mitha Ma... Hix... Mama never fails to be a good mother for Mitha, for Mitha Mama is the best mother. So stop mistaking yourself Mama hiks, let alone apologize like earlier because Mama was not wrong... Mitha's wrong Ma... Mithas... Hicks..." Mitha said to Mama, so that Mama does not feel guilty anymore.
After saying that, Mitha immediately kowtowed at her Mama's feet by continuing to cry. He really already felt like a sinful child, because it made his mother blame herself for the problems that befell him with Rendi. Especially when she heard Mama say that she had failed to become a mother, Mitha's heart really hurt to hear it.
For her Mama was the best and she never failed to become a Mother, Mama Mitha immediately held Mitha's two shoulders to stand back up.
"Don't darling... Don't be like this, hiks..." Mama Mitha hugged Mitha again and cried, Papa Mitha who saw her two favorite women crying each other also cried. His heart ached when he saw his two beloved women were sad and crying like that.
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