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"Difa?"
The voice of such a special man, wise and charismatic. Making Mama Difa immediately turn to turn to the source of the Voice. He was still holding the phone screen close to his ear.
His two eyeballs instantly rounded and widened, a smile line has now been seen to give a warm welcome to Om Malik.
Mama Difa still nodded and listened to what Ganaya was talking about.
"Yes, kid, just like that. Be careful if you come here."
The phone connection was eventually cut off. Mama Difa told Ganaya that their brother had come to his senses.
Om Malik directed his hand to shake hands with Mama Difa. But it is not welcome to shake hands. Mama Difa kissed her hand. It's so reflex! The ritual of salim crucifix has always happened between them 17 years ago.
"Drink Dif, you must be thirsty..." Om Malik offers a plastic bag containing drinks.
"Decision?" Om Malik circulated his eyes to look for the figure of the man's existence.
"Against Gifa's boyfriend, you go home, sir..."
"Oh, Maura huh?"
Mama Difa grinned both eyes, she was silent for a while.
"Sir Malik knows where Maura came from? Gifali story?" Ask, he still doesn't understand.
"It's not just a story, I've met him--"
"How mean? It doesn't understand!"
"When Galih and Gifali came to my house, Dif-"
Mama Difa cuts quickly and the sense of ignorance that has just been revealed. "When?? What's the matter, why are they coming to your house, sir?
The faces of Om Malik and Mama Difa look at each other. It seems like these two people are being played with.
"You don't know, Dif?" Ask in a frustrated voice.
"Oh my God, I've been guessing this from the beginning!" Om Malik's sigh just adorned the face of Mama Difa who increasingly stiffened in his curiosity.
"You what sir? Aboutwhat? Meaning how?"
Om Malik sighed as he continued to stare at the two eyeballs the woman had in his heart before.
"Winanti is dead----!!"
Like lightning whips in space, a gripping sound just blaring in the ear of Mama Difa. As the woman was flabbergasted, she looked deeply into the man's eyeball before her now. His hands felt trembling and his body instantly suffocated.
"A-"
To say the word, Mama Difa is not able to. Her chest was so bitter and linu. The husband and son she loved so much lied to her outright.
"Sir...?" Her moaning. Tears just pooled and came down dripping. Mama Difa cried a second time. Today is a day for him.
"Sorry..." Said slowly.
Mama Difa looks sobbing. He looked down in shame.
"It's different, it's okay..."
Om Malik remains the same as before. He stays calm, thinks clearly and never holds a grudge.
She knows that she and Mama Difa have made mistakes in the past. Maybe that's what makes Papa Galih become a prolonged languish.
"I told Gifa at the time that Kinanti was critical and had entered the ICU. But unfortunately Kinanti's life couldn't last long." Om Malik's voice sounded raucous. He kept holding back so as not to cry.
Mama Difa continued to look at Om Malik with a sad and sad face. This is the heart of her husband. The husband she married for 22 years?
"Galih and Gifa said they had come to the Hospital, but they were late. Kinanti's body had been buried at home, so they finally followed to mourn."
"Hhh..." Mama Difa still shook her head and continued to look at the face of Om Malik who wanted to cry.
"I always respect your husband's decision, Dif. That must be the best..." Om Malik wiped the puddles of tears.
"But this is not fair, sir! All these years I've accepted his big mistake with the Gita. I went back to him and devoted myself to him. Can't all that pay for my mistakes?"
Seeing Mama Difa like this, there is a sense of tightness that feels in this man's chest.
"Dania is dead, too, Dif. Do you know that? When I accidentally met Galih at the funeral, he threw away his face so I didn't have room to ask him where you were...."
Mama Difa was sobbing more and more, she clenched her hands withholding her emotions and disappointment.
"Even about Mba Dania, I wasn't told by her.." Mama Dif's face groaned, she looked very emotional. Both of his eyes were back.
"Maybe there's a reason behind all this. Scared, if you ever meet me again or Dawn!"
"Maybe Difa will always be a despicable woman in her eyes, there is no trust in Galih for me, sir!"
Papa Galih amar loves Mama Difa, it is traumatized if Mama Difa re-enters the lives of the two men.
"Not blame Galih. He should be able to think calmly. No more trouble, I only ask your prayers for my late wife..."
Very wise of this man. Men who were once drunk in the forbidden love they made. Successfully put an end and try to continue being friendly in circumstances.
And eventually they recover and are able to prove that their relationship must end quickly.
"Difa will send a prayer for Mother.." He said slowly, his heart still felt tight.
"You're too much, Mas!" Mumbled.
"Never leave Gifa under any circumstances. He's still your son."
"What is Mr Malik hiding? Why does your speech seem to be right in our atmosphere like this?"
"Blood of Galih and Gita is different from Gifa! Who is my son's birth father, sir? You must know, right? Aye right? Answer Difa! Is Galih really not the Papa?"
The questions continue to torment Om Malik's soul. It seemed that he was no longer strong enough to keep this secret for long. But no! Om Malik has promised Gita that he will close the meeting about Gifali's real father. He doesn't want to make Galih hate Gifali.
He still thinks of Gifa's soul and heart if the boy finds out, he is not the flesh and blood of Galih Hadnan. Surely Gifali will go down and leave all his family.
He will feel like a very worthless child and maybe he will give up his love and leave Maura.
"Sir? Answer Difa!"
Om Malik shook his head. "I was quite surprised by the fact that Gifa was different in blood from Galih, but I had no idea who the real father of Gifa was...."
Mama Difa rubbed her face violently. His heart was back in the thunders. "Hopefully the DNA test results later, say that Gifa is indeed Galih's son, sir..."
"But if Gifa is indeed not Galih's son, please return Gifali to me-Because he is still Kinanti's nephew!"
"No sir! No one can take Gifali from me! Gifa remains my son, the jewel of our hearts!"
Mama Difa stared intently at the eyes of Om Malik. This woman swore that she would always defend Gifa until her strength had broken down.
May the universe always help you, Gifa.
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