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The next morning like a promise from Om Malik, the middle-aged man will bring Gifali to visit the house relics of Mother Gita. Om Malik will explain all the inheritance that will be bestowed on the nephew.
Taps.
The steps of the four of them have arrived in front of the door of the house that still stands firm and well maintained.
"During this your Mother's house, contracted Son. The money is collected by Bunda Kinanti for your needs if it is big, of course it is a request from the late Mother Gita." Speak Om Malik to Gifali while opening the door of the house. Mama Difa and Papa Galih are loyal behind them waiting to enter the house.
"Then now does anyone still sign, Om?"
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The door is wide open. The dense wind of the room just blew out, there was silence inside. Gifali continued to circulate his gaze to the corner of the house. His eyes moved here and there to look at one by one the items that were still well arranged in place. Houses that are not too large but maintained and do not look much damage.
"It just so happens that from two months ago the contracted person has already left the house, because the contractual term is up." Answer Om Malik.
Gifali only nodded biasedly without answering. He is still cool to come here and see how the tatak space in this house.
"Everything is still intact, sir?" Ask Mama Difa.
Om Malik turned his head towards the woman and nodded. "I told the contracting person not to change/throw away the existing items. Just let it stay like this, because I know a day like now is coming! And Gifali will definitely come here---"
Mama Difa nodded then approached the child who was still standing staring at the photo on the sideboard.
While Papa Galih prefers to be quiet and just sit on the sofa. Of course the pain of his heart to Mother Gita has not completely disappeared. Deep down the hatred for the woman had not faded. Being outright lied to and vilely slandered was certainly never imagined at all.
"This is a photo of Papa and your Mother when you are on a contract, Nak---" The voice of Mama Difa just appeared and surprised Gifali who still holds a wedding photo between her Mother and Papa Galih.
He was tattooed a photo that has been consumed by a dozen years old but is still clearly visible because it is in a strong frame.
"Was Mama there when they were married?" Ask Gifali.
Mama Difa shook her head. "No, Son. By the time they got married, Mama didn't know-they were secretly married behind Mama. Your father was afraid that Mama would find out the reason for their marriage. To the extent that Mama knows for herself about the lies they've made!" Mama Difa embraces the child.
"Don't hate your Mother, Brother! After all, she is a woman who has given birth to sister. It's been kind to give a handsome boy like Big Brother to Mama." Mama Difa swivel the right cheek of the child, then put the head on the boat Gifali.
"Sorry Mother, Mah. Mother was wrong and sinful with Mama and Papa--"
"Yes, Son. Mama just wants what has happened between Mama, Papa, Mommy Gita and Om Malik can be a lesson for Brother and Maura later, huh?" Mama Difa raised her face to look at the expression of the child.
There was a great breath coming from Gifali's face, when he was reminded of Maura. Not about the figure of the woman, but with the marriage that he had promised. Gifali was pensive for a long time until she was revived when Mama Difa removed her embrace and walked in the other direction. Mama Difa grabbed a photo that she brought back to show the child.
"See this, Brother!" Mama Difa offers a photo.
"This is photo--?" Gifali looked into the picture of the person in the photo and then turned to look at the mother who was also looking back at him.
"This is a picture of the three of us when we were in High School. Mama's the underclassman of your Papa and Mother. His position here Mama has become his lover Papa you and who Mama knows that Kak Gita is a close friend of Papa, Mama does not know that he loves to die with your Papa!"
"Oh God..." The Long Gifali. He was shocked by the attitude of his mother who had been eyeing his Papa for a long time. "Where did I come from, Mah? Why can you get pregnant?"
Mama Difa tightened her hand on Gifali's shoulder while calming the child. "So I remember what Papa said yesterday, right? Don't remember the past?"
"...Yes, it's Mah." Gifali gave a thread-thin smile.
And the talk about the treasures and inheritance of Mother Gita was started by Om Malik to the three of them.
"Gita left behind some assets she had for Gifa. Before Gita died, he had some money deposited with the bank. The other one is this house, there is an empty land beside my Villa in Bandung and additional rent money for 18 years is stored by my wife!"
Mama Difa and Papa Galih continued to look at Om Malik with serious faces. The two of them did not expect that the man in front of him right now, was such a trustworthy man. He was able to keep all assets and wealth for Gifali.
"The total money there is currently about one billion, but yesterday I have spent to buy the Gifali sports bike for 50 million. The financial bookkeeping I also made neatly. I'll leave it to you later, son."
"Alhamdulillah O Allah-Brother pleased right? All that money was saved for Brother's savings huh, son." Mama Difa said with a happy face looking at the child.
Papa Galih laughed sarcastically. "More than that I can love Gifali, I already have special savings for Gifa since she was a baby until now!" Papa Galih looked at Om Malik.
"Bah!" Sentak Mama Difa's. "Don't look like that ah!"
"Well, it's true, isn't it, Mah?"
Papa Galih just does not want the child to leave if he knows that Mother Gita has prepared savings for Gifali.
"I've prepared ten billion for each of my children--"
"Fuck!" Mama Difa again cut her husband's words that are increasingly becoming.
"Gifa still has rights, this is a gift from the mother. You have to respect that!"
"Om, Gifa wouldn't have taken all that money if Papa hadn't allowed it. Papa has rights over Gifa!" It was unexpected that speech came out from the mouth of this young man. He prefers to keep the feeling of the Papa rather than having to take the money for granted.
"So why are you talking like that? This is all a gift from your Mother, son! In nature he must be crying that Brother is like this!" Then Mama Difa turned to her husband. "Galih, help! Don't make trouble runnyam! Don't be possessive and overly jealous, Gifa is still your child! You who raised him all along, only with money from Kak Gita, will not make Gifa leave us just like that!"
It was as if the woman knew what her husband was thinking right now. The three men were silent, they could not dwell on the words of Mama Difa. Om Malik smiled as he agreed with what his ex-girlfriend was talking about.
Drrt drrt drrt
Gifali's phone vibrates. He reached into the pocket of his pants to reach for his phone.
"Yes hello, Ra? I'm sorry I'm a little late coming to the hospital.." Gifali said when he heard Maura's voice from across there. Gifali continued to listen to what Maura was talking about on the phone.
"Well then, I'll be there!"
Tut's.
The phone connection between them was cut off.
"Why, Son?" Ask Mama Difa when the child has put his phone back into the bag of pants.
"Maura's been let home by the Doctor, Mah."
"Alhamdulillah--" said Mama Difa and Papa Galih together.
"But..."
"But why?" Ask Mama Difa back worried. He continued to look at the face of the child who looked tense.
"Why, Brother?" Keep up the Papa.
Gifali stared at the faces of his parents in a soft voice and replied.
"Om Bilmar awaits the arrival of his brother at his house, Pah, Mah!"
There was a long sigh coming out from the mouths of the two Gifali parents.
"Mom and Dad will accompany you there!" Papa Galih.
They fret and worry, what else will Papa Maura do to Gifali. Mama Difa already looks tense, she is afraid Om Bilmar is still angry and wants to beat Gifali because it had made Maura sick like that.
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How was their relationship after this??"