Low-class people's love "the driver's note"
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"I'm so sorry I threw it away. And I also feel very sinful, because I have wasted the grace that God gave me.' said the Goddess again. His red cheeks were seen being split apart by two streams of clear water coming out from the corners of his eyes.
"Why don't you look for your son's whereabouts?"tanya Dafa chimed.
"I'm not looking for him?" The goddess lifted her eyes looking at Dafa. "Your guess is wrong. I always look for him. Keep looking. In all directions. But it turned out to be very difficult. Just imagine, it is about as difficult as looking for a little girl who when I throw away is still a red baby. The physical changes have certainly changed drastically."
Dafa, the man nodded in understanding. It's hard anyway.
"I'm frustrated to get it back. The soul has been shaken." added the Goddess.
"I'm lucky I'm an artist, so I can take it out by creating a song. You can examine more in the song that is now ngehits 'Finding My True Love' The song was created when I was in severe shock. The song was about ...fear that stabbed me. Plus a sense of regret. hopelessness, as well as hope to be able to meet my son . And hope that the Almighty will give me a way."
Dafa tried to permeate the verses of the song. Oh. It turns out that what is meant by true love....love of his baby?!
"Thank God, my son has finally been found." The goddess looked at Dafa full of haru.
"So you're sure that Nur is your son?" Dafa stared firmly at the face of the Goddess.
"I'm sure of you."
"What makes you so sure?"
"His birth sign ." The goddess answered straightforwardly. "Before the baby I threw away, I'd seen my son's features. Moles under the nose and black circles behind his ears."
Dafa for a long time. Oh. appropriate since the accident that befell Nur, Dewi as if not to be far from Nur. Both in the hospital and when you are at home. Apparently the Goddess already had a premonition. Apparently the Goddess knew that birthmark. Oho!
"I am very grateful to you for taking care of him until he grew up. My debt to you is huge. It's impossible for me to pay. If you ask all my property to redeem your sacrifice, if my son can come back to me. I'm ikhlaskan. Even if it is lacking and in addition I must be willing to be your wife, I am willing. For myson. For my son's sake I'm willing to sacrifice anything."
Dafa was momentarily stunned. There are no words that can be conveyed.. Someone is playing with his mind. Whahuh? I don't know; Dafa himself looks confused.
"Mama...." suddenly the silent atmosphere was torn by a soft voice.
The Goddess and Dafa simultaneously turned their heads to the owner of the voice. Turns out Nur, standing behind their seats.
"Is her aunt Nur really?"ask the little girl in a voice full of joy. Sarat distrust.
The goddess slowly rose from her seat. Then stepped closer to Nur while stretching out both of his hands. In front of the girl the artist nodded slowly with watery eyes.
"Yes son. You're my son."he's hugging the girl. Accompanied by the touching sound of sobs.
"Nur..have heard the story of mama all." said Nur in the Goddess's arms between her cries.
The two clenched each other tightly. In a long time. Like not letting go. Words are no longer spoken from their lips. All that was heard was the sound of crying.
The night almost saw dawn. The cold one almost pierced through the bone. Beyond the dew began to linger in the leaves. It was as if they were both crying. Poisonous crying? Ah no. But happy crying.
Now finally, the Almighty brought the two together after being separated for many years. I miss being shahdu. Hope comes true!.
Meanwhile, beside the two of them, Dafa only stood like a statue. His eyes did not shift from the gaze that held a million feelings towards the two people who were venting their feelings.
Which turns out .....they are the mother and her child...!!!
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