
What his son Rangga had just said, managed to make Mama Dilla of course very surprised. How could the woman who was his Besannya status die, while only almost an hour ago, they met and he had time to mengadah berating the woman, he said, because he felt his son was very inappropriate to be part of the family of Papa Andi, who had a scandal.
"You're serious Rangga? That Kiran's stepmother just died?" ask Mama Dilla. The face of the elderly woman, still can not believe what her son said.
"Why did I lie Maa.. Didn't you hear yourself hear what Kiran said."
As if forgetting what was happening to Mama Rati who had just died, Mama Dilla's gaze suddenly looked sharply at her son, as if asking for an explanation of what her son just said.
"Aren't you, and Kiran couldn't meet? Because what you heard from Papa, even your Father-in-law will send Kiran abroad, because she no longer wants you to be with her son."
Rangga sighed in his heavy breath, with a glance looking at the Mother, who still continued to give her a look.
"Without my father-in-law, Kiran and I still meet."
Mama Dilla looked like she did not like it, after hearing the answer that had just been spoken from her son's lips. Until the look of his eyes dived sharply, like going to pounce on his own son, because what his son did he thought had greatly lowered his self-esteem.
"You're really crazy, Rangga! Do you have no self-esteem anymore?! Dampai had a secret meeting with Kiran. Don't tell me, if you're at night snuggling like a thief!" guess Mama Rangga, with a full glance, but looks sharp.
Silencing a little long, Rangga finally spoke because he already knew very well, how the nature of his mother.
"Yes. I did that."
Mama Dilla snorted in annoyance. The twilight woman was so enraged, after hearing what her son had just said just now. For there was no other woman on this earth, until her son had to do so.
"Are there no other women?! Until you rella did that! Even Papa of Kiran, blatantly, is against your relationship - since he knows your true marriage!" Mama Dilla's voice had already risen from before. The elderly woman appeared to be very unaccepting, with her son's blind love.
"But I love her so much, Maa...I love Kiran so much..!" Rangga spoke with half a shout, which slightly echoed in the room that was a bit of a size with his room.
Mama Dilla laughed lowly, hearing the expression of her son's feelings. Because he felt his son was so stupid! It was rejected by his parents.
"You're not like the Rangga that Mama knows. Even if you want, you can find a woman who is much more beautiful, even more than anything else than Kiran. If you don't like Della, it doesn't matter, you'll find another woman.."
"Stopp!" Rangga said in a very firm tone of voice, to make the words that will be spoken from the lips of Mama Dilla pause instantly.
"Stop, match me Maa.. Because it's only Kiran, who I love right now. What else is she carrying my son."
Rounded out Mama Dilla's pair of blind eyes, after hearing what her son said. If Kiran is currently pregnant, it means that Kiran is pregnant with her Grandchild.
"Ki...Kiran is pregnant with your son Rangga??"
"Yes Maa...Kiran is pregnant with my child," replied Rangga without turning his head, the Mother who of course the look on her face is very difficult to describe.
Happiness that is very difficult to describe, it is what is clearly visible from the look of Mama Dilla's face at this time. The news of the daughter-in-law's pregnancy, as if making the world of the elderly woman stop spinning.
"Kiran's.. Being pregnant Grandchild, Mama, Rangga?"
"Yes Maa,"
Mama Dilla seems very happy. What the elderly woman was thinking at this moment. But he seemed very happy, because he had long expected the presence of the Grandchild, in his extended family.
"This is Rangga's happy news...You have to prevent Kiran from leaving for England, and Mama asks you to take her back to your house immediately!" The tone sounded enthusiastic-when talking, and of course strange to Rangga because he knew, if the Mother did not approve of her relationship with Kiran at all, even to the point of separating the two.
"Did Mom not say it wrong?"asked Rangga carefully, looking for seriousness through his gaze.
Grasping his son's burly hands, with a serious look, while staring at his son's pair of beads. .
"You also know, if Mama is expecting Grandchildren all this time. And Mama is so happy, Rangga! It seems that now Mama must tell this news to your Papa, so that she wants to persuade Papa Andi, to accept you back as her daughter-in-law" said Mama Dilla. The happiness that was whipping the elderly woman, made it seem to forget all the hatred, and also the purpose so far who wanted to leave Rangga, from Kiran. The two feet immediately stepped away from his son, to reach his GUCCI bag, which was stored on a glass table. Hanging onto his shoulders, and soon passing from within that study, with a smile that kept rising on his face.
The passing of the Mother sanga, also ushered in the eyes of Rangga who continued to look at her Mother, who had passed away from inside her study, with a face of sumringah.
Long enough he silenced, drifting in his world.
"May it be true. Mama can already accept Kiran's presence, after knowing Kiran is pregnant with her Grandchild." murmured Rangga.
Solved in the mood in the silence of the workspace, defending after a short message was heard greeting his device stored on the table. Reach out to the flat object, and swipe the screen on the green app - where Rangga finds a short message, from Della.
"Tomorrow, don't come..I wait," By giving the emoji a smile, at the end of typing the message.
"Well, tomorrow I'll definitely come." Reply Rangga, by pressing the arrow.
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The sun slowly begins to reduce its rays, to bring twilight that looks so beautiful, which will soon be replaced with the darkness of the night.
The news of the daughter-in-law's pregnancy, so very happy, that she was able to light the fire, and also the ice that had been frozen all this time to receive Kiran, as the daughter-in-law of the Wijaya family.
When it was stepped on the front yard of Papa Andi's house, Mama Dilla did not immediately stretch her legs into the house, floor him, it, as a result of thinking about his attitude towards Kiran all along - who blatantly rejected the woman. Sighing in his deep breath, casting off lingering doubts to meet the son-in-law, and of course apologizing to him. A few minutes two Mama Dilla's legs on the front yard, finally the woman aged twilight, steady to meet the son-in-law.
The weight will throw a knock on the door body, until only two beats only he gave. Long enough Mama Dilla stayed at the door, and finally the door was opened, by a woman her age.
Seeing the usual look of the woman in front of him, Mama Dilla believes that it is the housekeeper at Papa Andi's house.
"I'm sorry...If you may know, whose mistress is looking for? Since Mr. Andi-and Miss Disty, are still at the funeral, Mrs Rati has just died, and only Miss Kiran is home."
A warm smile immediately rose on the elderly woman's face, when she heard that her son-in-law Kiran was at home.
"I'm Kiran's mother-in-law, and I want to meet my daughter-in-law. I came here, to deliver fruit, and also pregnant milk for her" Dilla smiled.
Hearing that the woman in front of him was Kiran's Mother-in-law, Aunt Surti immediately allowed the woman to enter the house.
"Please enter Madam...And I'm sorry!" aunty Surti said by pulling over her body, letting Mama Dilla in.
The atmosphere of the house looks lonely, with an atmosphere of grief that is so felt, in a house that is not too big.
Her old body, Mama Dilla, was placed in one of the single seats, staring at a figura, hanging from the dingding, which contained a picture of Kiran as a child, in the arms of her father.
"Who's coming, Auntie?" kiran asked with footsteps, swinging past, one by one the stairs. But the look of the face turned surprised, even seemed very incredulous, when he found the Mother-in-law in his house.
"Mama.." murmured Kiran softly, but could be heard by Mama Dilla, who kept smiling at her.
A warm smile carved on Mama Dilla's face, rising from her seat,.
"Kira..."
Thinking about his dispute with the Mother-in-law, of course, made Kiran a little worried, until the moment the Mother-in-law smiled at him, only responded with a flat face, to the old woman.
"What's Mama for..."
"I'm sorry Mama!" Mama Dilla interrupted, saying her daughter-in-law.
Grinning his forehead, hearing the words APOLOGize spoken from the Mother-in-law, which he thought seemed impossible.
"Sorry??" kiran asked, with a full look at Mama Dilla.
Mama Dilla dared herself to get closer to Kiran, until now the distance between the two was so close.
"Yes. Mama's sorry."
"I wasn't dreaming?" ask Kiran, who still looks doubtful with the words of her Mother-in-law, because all this time only the Mother-in-law, who strongly opposed her relationship with Rangga.
"No Kiran...You are not dreaming. Mama came here to apologize, and I hope you'll forgive Mama's mistakes for so long."
Kiran. The twenty-six-year-old woman did not speak directly. And he, too, could not possibly refuse Mama Dilla's request, because after all, the elderly woman was her real mother, what's more, she could see the look of regret on her Mother-in-law's face. Silencing in his heart, finally the smile rose on the young lady's face.
"Yes Maa...I want to forgive Mama" replied Kiran, with a smile back.
Rona happily frames the full face of Mama Dilla - who seems very happy, when Kiran is willing to forgive all her mistakes.
Holding Kiran's body, he takes Kiran to a single chair, where the old woman puts her luggage.
"Mommy has brought you pregnant milk, with different flavors!" said Mama Dilla, who seemed very enthusiastic. And that made Kiran understand, if the prospective child is what makes the heart of the Mother-in-law, which is so hard finally melted.