
"Titip Laras ma, I'm going to the cafe first." Upon arrival in Surabaya, they immediately returned to Bu Mayang's house. Laras really did not want to go back to the apartment again with her husband. The barrel goes straight into the room and locks the door when it gets home. Radit could only sigh slowly. He would give his wife some time to calm down first. He will not force if it will only end in a fight again. After getting a nod from his in-laws, Radit immediately drove away from Bu Mayang's residence using his car that was left at his in-laws' house. Because when they left for the airport, they chose to use an online taxi.
Instead of going to the cafe, Radit went to his apartment. Radit thought that taking a bath first might make his brain and body become fresher. In the parking lot of his car then he immediately went up to the floor of his apartment.
Chequek!
Hearing the door open, someone sitting on the sofa in front of the TV immediately turned his head. Radit was shocked, because his mother did not contact him if he would come to Surabaya.
"Ma, how come it's here? Since when?" Radit stepped up to the mother, then sat himself on a different sofa with the mother.
"Why just got home?" Instead of answering the child's question, Mama Shela asked again. "Why a week?" Actually mama Shela has arrived in Surabaya since yesterday. When she arrived at the apartment, Mama Shela who did not find her son and daughter-in-law decided to go to her son's cafe. There he met with Erik and said Erik, Radit has not returned from Jakarta. Finally Mama Shela decided to return to the apartment again waiting for the arrival of her son and daughter-in-law.
Radit lowered his head, in fact he did not want to burden his mother with her problems. But it seems he also needs people to share, who else if not with his mother. His mother is the only family he has today.
"Sickness of the stomach, and must be treated in the hospital. This morning we were able to go home and this afternoon we flew to Surabaya."
"illness?" Mama Shela was seen furrowing her brows. "What pain? How can I get a week?"
"It's another miscarriage, and it's all because of Radit." Radit lowered his head. If you remember he was the cause of his wife's miscarriage, it feels like he wants to be angry with himself.
"A miscarriage again?" Beo mom Shela. Radit nodded. "What have you done? Why can't you take good care of your wife?" Mama Shela looks angry with her son.
"Sorry ma, Radit accidentally pushed Laras."
"Pushing? Pushing how do you mean?" Shouted mom Shela wrath. Radit also began to explain the beginning of the incident until Laras to miscarriage.
"That night was right for Anja and Nara's wedding reception, Shasa suddenly came."
"Shasa?"
"Yes, Shasa!"
"What does this have to do with Shasa? Shasa is angry you're married to Laras? Wasn't he the one who chose to leave without news?"
"Ma, listen to Radit first."
"Okay, continue!" Mama Shela folded her hands on her chest.
"Mama already knew that Shasa had twins. It will be born when you marry equally. Then what's the problem?"
"The thing is, the faces of the two twins Shasa is similar to Radit." Radit lowered his head.
"What-what! How can? Like you?" Radit nodded. "Is it just a coincidence?" Radit. "Keep what do you mean?"
"That's Radit ma's son!" A drop of tears drenched his pants.
"WHAT!" Shouted mom Shela shock. "W-how can it be?"
"At that time Radit was drunk and unknowingly confessed it to Shasa. But Radit swore that Radit didn't know what to do with it. And Shasa instantly disappeared. One month later Shasa came, and she said she was pregnant with my child. At that time, I did not believe that my son refused to take responsibility. Because I felt like I had never done it with her, and again Shasa's womb was six weeks old. If it's true that Shasa is pregnant with my child, it should be about a month or about four weeks."
"Stupid you're Radit!" Shouted mama Shela again. "Pregnancy time is not calculated from when you do it, but is calculated from the last day Sasha gets monthly guests." Mama Shela couldn't hold back her tears. He lamented his son's fatal mistake.
"Keep how Laras can get a miscarriage?" Asked Mama Shela in between her sobs.
"We had a fight, and I subconsciously pushed him into the nightstand. And the sleeping lamp that was on the nightstand suddenly fell right on Laras' stomach."
"Astaghfirullah RADITYA!" Shouted mama Shela getting angry.
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