
It was not easy for Kris to let Dara go. The man sat pensively unwillingly, looking at his wife.
"I'm sorry I really don't know."
"I've asked you kindly so that you would accept it. But instead, you say something painful. What if he goes and takes my son!" kris said with a high tone.
"You're blaming me like I'm guilty of this. You should be able to mirror yourself. If you really loved her and wanted to live with her and your future son you should have let me go. Not to prevent as if giving me a false hope!" sheila was no less tall.
Savitri who saw the quarrel of these two people only sighed. For several months living with Dara not even though the child interrupted his conversation and always be polite. However, everything had happened inevitably he had to accept the wife of Kris.
"What do you want then?" savitri's question made the two people go silent for a moment.
"I don't know what she wants, Mom. But I deeply regret your words. I told you from the beginning that I don't want to be combined."
"Kris what do you want?" ask Savitri.
"As a man you must be firm and hold principles. Ask in your heart what you want. Your wife does not want to be in honey and Dara does not want to be a thorn in your marriage. However, he has your son in his belly who is about to come out who will need his father's name and need your presence as his father" Savitri said.
"This mother does sound selfish but is it wrong if I want both in this life. If I'm told to choose I don't know which one to choose."
"Kris you can't be selfish" said Sheila, her nose had been raised from earlier.
"Sheila all this feels heavy to me too. Therefore I beg you to understand my situation by giving me a little time to think at least until the child is born" said Kris. Sheila seemed to think.
"Till the child is born you must make a decision!" sheila said by removing the liquid coming out of her nose.
"I promise I will make a decision as soon as the child is born" said Kris.
"How about Dara? Mother couldn't have left him alone in that shophouse. She's a big pregnant."
"Our mother has been separated for a long time and I want to be with you, will you stay with me" Kris said.
"Alright, Dara will stay here," Sheila relented. But after this I ask that you make a decision, I don't want my fate hanging.
"Good."
The three of them finally went to look for Dara at the shop house. When they got there they were surprised to find that the shop house was still tightly closed even though it was dark.
"What if something happens to her?" ask Savitri to worry.
"Mother rest easy we'll look for her" Kris said. They then went around the road they had been on hoping to find Dara. However, they did not find him.
Kris' heart was not bad, Savitri even looked anxious from now on. Sheila felt bad and guilty.
He was guilty of evicting a pregnant woman. He was angry but not that cruel to let a large pregnant woman live stranded on the streets.
"Or did something bad happen to her? Try Kris we go to all the hospitals in this area!" savitri's orders.
"Sheila we're looking at the hospital around here or the maternity clinic. I was right maybe something bad could've happened to her" Kris said.
They searched all the hospitals in their area.
Kris pulled her hair back hard. Then closed both eyes with his hands. Covering the crying that almost came out.
She was afraid that something bad might happen to Dara.
This was the last hospital they visited and hope was still there to find Dara.
The car door opened and Sheila entered the wheelhouse.
"How!" ask Kris.
"There are no pregnant patients here by the name of Dara" Sheila replied.
Kris punched the car dashboard. "If only you could restrain yourself, none of this would have happened. If anything happens to my son I won't forgive you Sheila!" show Chris growled.
"I was wrong .. ho. I was kind enough to find my husband's honey by going around this town and I was in and out of the hospital to find it! Is that not enough for you?'' sheila answered the wind.
"Have ... we should go back to calm our minds and look for Dara again tomorrow!" said Savitri mediate the quarrel of the child and his daughter-in-law. Both are equally wrong and no one wants to give up.