FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

Apologise

"You can go, but Melati must have breakfast first "Ardhi and Melati immediately turned to the origin of the sound. Who else is talking if not Mr. Zainuddin. It turned out that the man eavesdropped on Ardhi and Melati's conversation.

Who asked Mr. Zainuddin for permission. But, look at the old man, as if knowing that the princess will ask him for permission.

Feel already forgiven. Ardhi walked quickly to his adoptive father and father-in-law. Hugged the man with a happy feeling. From the beginning he knew, if this man who was hugging him, would not have the heart to be evil to him. Hence Ardhi did not want to fight against her in-laws from yesterday.

"You have breakfast first. We just left together." Unraveling Ardhi's embrace. And stepped into his room. Of course, Melati and Ardhi look at each other to hear the father's words, it means that Mr. Zainuddin will come to the hospital to visit his besi.

Now two luxury cars Mercedez brand that was boarded by Mr. Zainuddin and Lamborghini cars that were boarded by Ardhi and Melati, have arrived at the hospital parking lot.

Mr. Zainuddin seemed to wait for the princess and her son-in-law, standing not far from the Lamborghini car. Because Melati and Ardhi never get out of the car.

"Are you not ready to meet your mom yet?" grabbing the wife's cold, sweaty hands. If you are panicked and afraid, Melati will definitely feel dizzy and nauseous. The medicine he took every morning so as not to nausea, will not work if the mind and heart are not calm.

"Mas, to be honest, I, my A-I'm afraid to meet the big madam." So unprepared, Jasmine until stammering while talking. The cruel treatment of the Jerniati mother, still imprinted in her heart and mind. She was really scared to see Jerniati's mother. His mind was already suggested that way.

Ardhi smiled faintly, trying to understand the anxiety and fear his wife felt.

"Dear, if you're not ready to meet your mother. Yeah it's okay. Then we'll just go home, okay?" Caress her cheeks Jasmine gently. Pouring affection for the wife. So that his wife does not stinger.

"Don't, don't mas. Where can we go home. I need my mom so much right now . Just get in, wait in the car." Melati did not want to force herself. He was really not ready to meet Jerniati's mother.

"All right, I'm just a little bit there. Just making sure mom's condition."

"Yes, sorry. Not bad not wanting to meet the big lady. But, I don't feel capable." Feeling guilty and guilty in front of your husband.

"Dear, I know koq. Everything needs a process. Yes, I went inside first. Adek is fine here "Ardhi gently stroked Melati's arm then got off his car, approached Mr. Zainuddin.

"Why doesn't jasmine come down? she's okay, right?" asked Mr. Zainuddin turned to look at Melati who was sitting in the car whose glass was open.

"Yes dad, Melati doesn't feel ready to meet mom." Replied Ardhi sadly with a bow. This causes pain in the heart of the wife. So that his wife, unable to meet his mother.

"You and your mother have inflicted too much pain on my daughter. I shouldn't have forgiven you until the end." The words of Mr. Zainuddin are so sharp, that it succeeds in slicing his heart. Needless to say, he also realized that he had hurt his wife a lot.

"Yes dad, I'm sorry for my and my mom's mistakes." Ardhi who had raised his face, looked at Mr. Zainuddin expectantly.

"Don't know me, just pray a lot so that the resentment and resentment that comes suddenly in your foster father's heart is quickly evaporated." Turn around, end the conversation. Ardhi also aligned his steps next to Mr. Zainuddin.

"The father of the room came in from here." Mr. Zainuddin keep moving. He knew where Mother Jerniati was being treated.

Arriving in the nursery of Ibu Jerniati. Mr. Zainuddin immediately entered and stood at the side of the bed staring at the besan, with a flat gaze. This time Mr. Zainuddin has not been able to hide his regret. While being stared at, displaying a sad expression and enduring pain.

"Sir... Zai, I-I'm sorry!" the voice of Jerniati's mother sounded very poignant and pitiful. But the old man was not sympathetic.

"Yes ma'am, get well soon, huh? so you can see your son happy with Melati, my daughter. The woman you persecuted and despised. Because you consider it useless because it is poor. Without knowing, you are the poor." It turned out that Mr. Zainuddin was still upset at the woman lying weakly before him.

"Y-yeah sir, I was wrong. I'm sorry Sir!" he said weakly with a trembling voice. Tears kept coming out soaking up her wrinkled cheeks.

"I apologize to God Mom. Ask to be forgiven for all his sins." Mr. Zainuddin is still talking. Ardhi could only be speechless at the interaction of his mother and father-in-law.

"Yes sir, I-I was wrong, so many of my sins in this world. God has rebuked me, but, a. I still ignore it." Jerniati's mother's cries became more and more. That woman had a bad dream last night. Dreaming of being tortured in the afterlife and going to hellfire.

Ardhi finally sat down next to his mother. "Ma, don't cry anymore. Mama must be strong and passionate in order to heal." Mop the tears that wet the mama's cheeks with her fingers.

Jerniati's mother stared fixedly at the bruised and still swollen child's face. He did not want to ask again, why his son's face could be mocked like that. Because he knew, his son was like, the result of his crime.

"Mel, Me-ati, where's Melati, son? I-I-I want to apologize ma!" It's still hard to talk, because the woman had a stroke.

"Delati is in college Ma" replied Ardhi lying, even though the wife was in the parking lot. Not gone to college.

"Mama, Mam in meet." Jerniati's mother became increasingly unclear as she spoke.

"Sir, his mother should not have to talk to me much. The patient still needs to rest "The nurse in the room tells the condition of the nursing mother. Ardhi turned to the nurse and listened seriously to the nurse.

"I'm sorry, mom. Heals quickly, huh?" Mr. Zainuddin smiled faintly at Jerniati's mother who was now looking at him, then nodded. The old man came out of the room first.

Actually he's still upset at the iron. But what is revenge for. After all, it seems like the iron, already want to go home to Rahmatullah.

Ardhi, who was still in the ward, gently massaged the mother's legs that were limp.

Before marrying Melati. This weakly lying woman, the single most precious treasure she possessed. Even if her mother fell, she could not possibly hate her.

Ardhi let out a heavy sigh, while massaging the mother's legs. His chest felt tight and pained. Why the mother, in her old age, became like this. It should be an age that is not easy anymore. His mother must be closer to the creator.

Ardhi looked at the ceiling of the room, so that his eyes were glazed over, not to let out a clear liquid that was urgent to come out. It felt so embarrassed, in front of the nurse and Bi Kom if she cried.

His heart felt a little better. Ardhi looked at the calm face of the mother who was asleep again. The massage made her mother relax. He kissed his mother's forehead, soaking up the tears that were still left in the corner of her eyes.

"Bi Kom, don't forget to tell me about mom every half hour!" He said to the head of his ART. He gave the woman confidence, to take care of Jerniati's mother.

"Yes, "Ardhi also left the room. Walk quickly to the parking lot. While rubbing his face that was tense, while in the nursery of the mother.

Arriving in the car, Melati was waiting for him with a full face of search. It seemed that Melati was very curious about what was happening inside.

"How is Mom doing?" tanyanya held the thigh of the husband who was sitting on his left.

"Mother is already past her critical period after surgery. I can still talk, even if it's not clear." Said Ardhi reaching for the drinking bottle that was in front of him. Sipping the mineral water until half the bottle is finished. Melati noticed the thirsty husband.

The woman took a tissue, and wiped her husband's wet lips. Ardhi drinking was spilled. It may be due to her unhealed lips.

"Thank you dear." Caught the hand of the wife who covered her wet lips. Melati also blushed embarrassed, because the husband kissed the back of his hand.

"What the hell Mas, ashamed of Mr. Andi." He said softly, pulling his hand from Ardhi's grasp. Pak Andi is Ardhi's new driver.

TBC.