I'm The One You Throw Out

Happiness that Tara Does Not

"A-a-a-a .. a-kid-kuh!"

That voice sounded like a murmur. It's not clear, but it can still be heard by Zafran. He took off his arms and looked behind his body. His sight met with both of Mother's watery eyes.

"Za-za-zafran .. a-a-son I-i-mother!"

"MOTHER!" scream Zafran hysterical.

He dropped out of his wheelchair and crawled closer to Mom. Hendra who saw the spring stood up and ran to help.

"Dad!" Rayan and Naina were both strangled and were about to hold Zafran's body.

However, Zafran shook his head, crying hysterically over the lap of the mother. His hands hugged both of mother's legs, spilling longing.

"Mother!" She cried, "sorry Zafran, Mom. Sorry, Mother. Zafran many sins same Mother. Sorry Zafran, ma'am," the man's whine is shameless.

Let him be regarded as a whining child, let everyone mock. He wanted to spill his longing on her, begging for forgiveness from her. All because of him, the old woman was sick because of him.

Mother's trembling hands rubbed Zafran's head, and the tears from her eyes fell on the man's hair. He lowered his head though it was difficult to do, pecking at the head of the son.

"I-i-mom u-udah ma-afin ka-mu, son. I-mom ju-ju-ga mi-ask ma-af," Mother said despite sounding like a mutter.

Nurse Ida rubbed her watery eyes involuntarily. Watching the two people shedding each other's longing, her eyes glanced down at Hendra, the man who used to drive Mom to the parlour.

Thank God, O Allah. I finally got to meet my son. Thank you, O God. Thank ye.

Mother's heart murmured gratefully, after a long time still able to hug and kiss her child. Hendra approached, smiling at the nurse Ida who had been painstakingly caring for Mother. His gaze fell on the old figure who was endlessly shedding tears hugging his son.

"Mother, how's Mom doing?" hendra asked a little unsatisfied because he never came to visit.

Mom looked up, smiled while nodding. It's okay, with Hendra sending her to the nursing home, she was able to meet a good nurse and never complain.

Fatih in the distance watched them, from her seat with Biya who had just appeared. Staring at the two small figures standing not far from them.

"Sister, is that a former brother-in-law's sister-in-law?" biya asked half a whisper in Fatih's ear.

"Yes, he used to come to the cake shop. I think they are aware," said Fatih not separated his eyes look at them.

Hendra helps Zafran back into the wheelchair, pushing him closer to Mom. Zafran clasped Mom's hand, kissed her and held her in longing.

"Thank you, yeah. You've been taking care of Mom all this time" she told Ida, who smiled, answering her words.

"Grandma!" Rayan's voice called out to Mother, the boy stepped closer to the two and stood between them. While Naina, stay standing in her place.

Mother's face was distracted by her figure, the water again poured into her face. Rayan glanced at Zafran, the man nodded confirming what was in his mind.

The Seira boy looked back at Mother before stepping closer to her.

"Grandma, this is Rayan. Dad's son too, does Grandma know Rayan?" he said while staring fixedly at the old manic.

Mother nodded her head, for a long time she had wanted to hear Rayan call her grandma. For a long time he wanted to grab the little body, kiss it, and say regret for what happened.

The old woman nodded again, she would not refuse the request of the grandson. The grandson he had wanted all this time, but he was thrown out without fault and sin. Ah, his heart crumbled dimly when he remembered how cruel he used to be. Tega drove the mother away from the child who now hugs her warmly.

Mother kissed Rayan's sweet potato, her trembling hands returned her embrace. Really, his heart warmed up because the grandson he had thrown away first could accept it as well.

Secretly Fatih photographed the moment of their meeting. He smiled with relief, at the end of the day everyone was able to accept each other. He sent the picture to Seira, so that the woman could see that Rayan had accepted them as father and grandmother.

"Grandmother! Grandma didn't forget, did she, Nai?" reprimand Naina with a witty. His face bowed sadly, he was afraid that Rayan's presence eroded his position in the grandmother's heart.

Mother raised her face, her lips twitched wanting to call Naina. His hands waved slowly, he also missed his figure. A small figure who is strong and strong, never complained despite the difficulties of life he lived every day.

Naina smiled, stepped slowly towards Mom, and went into her arms. Zafran hugged them, what a joy like no other for a lifetime he had ever lived.

Again Fatih took a picture of it and sent it to Seira.

They took off hugs, it felt that if death came that day, Mother had sincerely accepted.

"Where's Ma-mamah Ra-rayan?" ask Mom with difficulty.

"Good at home, take care of Adek, Grandma. Mama said, Mama has lost everything. Mamah also asked Grandma not to fret anymore," replied Rayan.

It seemed that the boy knew without having to hear the story of how the mother and grandmother used to be. He had seen Bi Sari throw them out of the store a long time ago.

Mother nodded her head again, thanking her heart to the daughter-in-law she had expelled first. She was a good woman, teaching her good son. Regret is useless, everything has passed and should be a lesson for the future.

"Sir, seneng, yes, look at them getting along like that. Rayan is a great kid. She can take them well" Biya said, leaning her head on her brother's shoulder.

Fatih patted his sister's cheek. It seems that for a long time the teenager was no longer spoiled for him. Maybe after Fatih married Seira, he became more mature and never whined again like before.

"Yes, hopefully Brother-in-law can also make peace with her past. I know the pain will not go away, it will continue to exist. Well, it can't also mean Sei to escape the pain given their cruel treatment first" said Fatih, who is possessed by Biya.

The two smiled as Rayan turned her head, the boy was talking to them. Doctor Hendra talks to Ida. Naina again showed the results of her learning to the grandmother, she made everyone proud.

"Sister, I think Rayan should also start school, deh," Biya said as she lifted her head from Fatih's shoulder.

"Yes, his mother had found a suitable school for Rayan. Wait for next year, new teachings, Rayan can list schools," replied Fatih.

They were silent, focused on Rayan and the others. Suddenly Fatih jumped as her phone shook.

"Astaghfiullah!" He saw the caller's name, smiling as Seira's name was clearly displayed.

"Yes, baby-"

"Mas, go home right now!" Seira's voice sounded full of anger.

Fatih's forehead frowned, especially when Seira cut her connection quickly.

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Hampura late update. May all be well and certainly still be faithful.