I'm Not a Man

Chapter 56

"Madam, I know you miss your son a lot. I'm here to come, with your son, madam."

"Child, son?"

The madam turned her body to look at me and Mulya.

"Where is my son, Mulya? Where is he?"

"Look at this girl beside me, madam. He is your biological son who was kidnapped when he was a child" Mulya said.

"Don't lie to me, Mulya. How do you know this girl is my son? Do you have any proof?"

"I don't have any proof, but Alina and I were only told by the mother who had been babysitting Alina since childhood. If you want to meet her real mama, Alina must come to this house," Mulya explained.

"Who's the mom who took care of her first? Why haven't I found the slightest clue about the man who kidnapped my son this whole time."

Mulya told me everything about my mother and my life abroad. No one was missed by Mulya. He told her everything he knew about this lady.

Of course, with my help as well, Mulya can tell a story. Otherwise, Mulya also would not know, how my life while abroad wakti that. It would be hard to explain.

"At that time, I had nothing. I was just a poor woman who was left dead by my husband. As my son and I were trying to survive, the ordeal came when I passed through an alley. A woman with her face covered in a mask, took both of her men to snatch my son."

The woman stopped, because she was not strong enough to hold back her tears that wanted to fall soaked the white cheeks.

"I couldn't do anything, when they took my son. Because at that time, I almost died from the blow that the two women gave."

"When I recovered from my pain from the blows of the woman's men. It was then that I was determined to change the bad luck I had. Until I became a woman who was displeased by everyone."

"But still, I did not find the baby they had taken from me. I tried everything, but there was never a result. I'm desperate, I'm disappointed, but I don't know who to tell. But I'm sure God never sleeps."

"In that case, God has granted the Madam's prayer. Right now, Alina is indeed the Madam's child," Mulya said with great confidence.

"Well, I know how to prove that this girl is the real child I've been looking for. You can open your shoulders a little, sweet boy," said the madam to me.

"I just want to look at a little bit of your shoulder."

"Yes, you just do what this lady asks, Alina. Let me wait in the pool there for a while, if you feel ashamed of me," Mulya said as she walked.

After Mulya was a bit far away from us. I let the Madam look at my shoulder.

"My son!" the Madam shouted very loudly while hugging my body.

Mulya who listened to Madam Melati's cry immediately ran towards us. As for me, not knowing what to say when Madam hugged my body.

"You are really my son. You are my biological child" said Madam Melati, crying sobbing.

"How can the Madam be sure that I am the daughter of the Madam?" I asked cautiously as the Madam took her hug off my body.

"Call me dear mama. I am your birth mother, beautiful child. You know, my missing son has a birthmark on his right shoulder. And you have that birthmark, baby."

"Is the Madam sure of that? Don't you want to prove it any other way? Maybe with a DNA test" Mulya said.

"I'm pretty sure this girl is my son. Because that birthmark cannot be owned by anyone else, other than my son. But, if you want to add confidence to all of us, I'll do the DNA test."

"Well, let's go to the hospital right now!"

"Now too?" mulya asked a little doubtfully.

"Yes, right now. I don't want to wait any longer. I want to do it right now."

The Madam's request was indeed very hasty. But, Mulya and I couldn't resist it either. After all, she was a mother who had lost her child a long time ago.

I still thought it was strange, to call this Madam mama. Because me and him, just met a minute ago.