GIFALI AND MAURA

Please prove your love to me, Mom!

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"BASTOCKSKK! DAMN IT!!"

"How dare that woman deceive me, all this time!

"BASTARD, you'RE GITA!! Argh!!"

Papa Galih continues to curse Gifali's biological mother who has dared to lie to her life for a dozen years. The woman who once ruined the happiness between herself and Mama Difa.

"Don't do this, baby. Relax..."

Mama Difa crouched down to calm her husband who was still sitting quietly on the floor hysterically while grabbing his hair. Clenched his hands and punched whatever was there.

The man's heart was broken and aching when he learned that the results of the DNA test with Gifa did not match at all.

"GIFALI'S NOT MY SON, MAH!" Papa Galih cried. Both of his eyes were reddened, the muscles in his neck printed clearly as he continued to let out loud sounds from the esophagus.

"Gita lied to me, Mah! Janggang woman! Damn woman! He could have given someone else's seed for me to take care of all this time!"

Papa Galih got up and smashed the things in their room to channel his annoyance and disappointment.

Trange.

All things were smashed and thrown in all directions. Mama Difa kept inching to hold her husband's body to finish what her husband continued to do. "Darling, already! Don't be like this, however this is the reality. We must accept it with a chest." Mama Difa said while crying, she continued to moan and pity so that Papa Galih could calm down first.

Papa Galih looked at his wife's face. "What did you say? Field's Dada??" Both eyes of Papa Galih were fiery. He glanced sharply and held both of his wife's shoulders.

"Mama said what? Papa has to be chesty?? Seeing that female carcass has been playing tricks on my feelings and our marriage for so many years! Make you denounce me to be a traitor for life!"

"For God's sake, Mama let go of everything that happened! Mama's already arranged your marriage to the Gita...." The wife's words were accompanied by tears.

"Look at that lady! He made me love and love Gifali. Makes me the only father for that boy!"

"I gave my life! My love! My feelings! I am proud of him for everyone! I gave my name to him! Look at him now....HE'S NOT MY SON!"

Mama Difa was seen closing her eyes and grimacing when all the words full of disappointment were being shed loudly by her husband.

"Papa, dear istighfar. This is our household destiny. You can be angry, you can be disappointed. But Gifa is still our son, our son!" Mama Difa said softly to her husband. Wiping Papa Galih's tears are getting louder. Trying to balance to his heart.

"NO MAH!! Even though I love Gifa, but still she's not my biological child. I'll give it back to Malik. Let Gita be tormented even more in hell!" Papa Galih insisted on carrying out his plan. "Every time I remember Gifali, I think Gita is laughing at me, Mah!!" Papa Galih was crying again.

So broken and broken his heart. Looking down on Gifali from infancy and giving complete affection in material completeness, and others of course it is very painful. He broke his soul as a parent.

Mama Difa finally prostrated at both feet of her husband. He was willing to drop his pride for Gifali. A completely absent child was born from her womb.

"May?Comeup! I said WAKE UP!!" Papa Galih stomped, releasing his legs from the arms of Mama Difa. She held her husband's leg again and said.

"For your love for me, Mom! For your love for me! Please, don't let go of Gifali!" Mama Difa still moaning and crying.

"What you're feeling now, that's how I felt. When I misunderstood you impregnating Gita and presenting Gifali in our midst. But because of my love for you, then I sacrifice to continue to accompany you to take good care of him! For the sake of being devoted to you, I accept that Gita lived three lives with us first. That's all I do for the sake of my love for you, Mom!"

Mama Difa looked up at her husband's face, who was still staring at her from above.

"I love Gifali as much as I love our three other children. Please don't separate me from him, Mom!"

"Please prove your love for me, Mum!"

Mama Difa's voice sounded soft and a little emphasis at the end of her sentence. Her lips seemed to be trembling, her face was already pale as she continued to cry and held back the fear towards her husband. Asking for mercy in this way, it is very painful and never imagined by Mama Difa.

If Gifali had seen him, he would have hugged the woman tightly and prostrated himself on her feet to say a sign of gratitude.

Papa Galih rubbed his face violently. He closed his eyes again to make a decision that could relax his heart.

"Hm..." The choked breath returned he let out with a long roar. At once he grabbed his wife's arm to rise. Hugged Mama Difa tightly.

"Not crying! Even though my heart is still sick and heavy. But for your sake happy. I have no other choice!"

Hearing the happy speech made Mama Difa surprised. She pulled her head to look at her husband's face filled with hope.

"Certainly Mas?"

Papa Galih nodded heavily.

"Certainly Mas?" Mama Difa repeated.

"Hem.." Papa Galih nodded back.

"But I still can't see the boy just yet, I need time!"

"Yes, it's okay. I understand, you will definitely be able to accept it like I used to."

"Make it up Mas, I love you--"

Mama Difa hugged her husband's body again. Let go of the sadness, disappointment and happiness there. But unlike Papa Galih, his chest still feels tight and heavy. He continued to curse the Gita in his mind. Hate and wrath to the woman who has the heart to give charcoal of destruction to his wife first.

Papa Galih tries to accept Gifali, as he loves the child and as proof of love for his wife and notices how his other three children feel. Of course they will behave the same as Mama Difa.

Papa Galih is still grateful that Mama Difa did not leave him, still side by side accepting all the mistakes he never made. Try it if Mama Difa still choose to separate and divorce from him. Of course at this time Papa Galih will be very sorry if this event has come to give the reality.

But God knows better, that Mama Difa is the perfect woman who can provide extraordinary love for Gifali, than Gita. Even her real mother.

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I cry this part! Sad same Galih and Difa💔💔💔💔

keep sad the same this one also👇

Who read it a lot every day, but who like it little, abis read on forget what how ya? sad I did, no cangat🥺🥺