Misplaced Taste

GRANDDAUGHTER

"Ma" called a beautiful woman in a bright white dress. Her long hair was shed so beautifully with a diamond crown decoration. His face is shining. His body was filled with light. She was even more beautiful than at the time of her wedding.

"Mama," he called again as he walked over to her.

"Medina ...," called the middle-aged woman to her only daughter.

"Mama," he called again as he ran to hug the middle-aged woman who was none other than his mother. Oma Melani's.

"Mama," she shrieked as she managed to hug Oma Melani.

"Medina, Son. You ... Why are you so glowing?" asked Oma Melina confused.

Their hugs are so warm. How not? If a mother who has not seen her child for a long time. Of course, he will be very tightly hugging her, right? So that his son does not go back missing.

"Son, why did you go so far?" tanya Oma Melina stroked her daughter's long hair.

In a place filled with light, flowers and fireflies flew about. There are only two women who are none other than the mother and the child. Medina Princess Isabel, only child of Melani Sera and Fernan Afsal.

"I'm not leaving, Ma" said Medina, unraveling her embrace with her mother.

"I'm not going" he said again, holding his mother's hand. His face that shines brighter because of the beautiful smile nan sweet also adorned his face.

"I'm just heading to a place where I feel calm" Medina said.

"Go home, son," said Melani.

Medina smiled bitterly at her mother's words. He took off his mother's hand.

"Sit down, Ma," said Medina, telling her mother to sit on a very well-groomed grass full of light.

"Ma," said Medina.

"To be honest I also want to come back" said Medina Lirih. Slowly her tears began to pour out along with a smile that did not fade from her face.

"Don't cry, son. Mama's here!" melani said wiping her daughter's tears.

"Ma, I want to go home and raise my children with Mas Meda," said Medina softly.

"I want to take care of Devan who is getting bigger. I also want to be with my biological daughter who now knows where she is" Medina told her mother.

"I can't bear to see my son have to suffer. I don't want my son to grow up lacking the affection of his mother and father. I always wished I could live with my children" Medina poured out all of her heart.

In the lap of her mother, Medina poured out all her heart.

"Ma, I apologize to Devan for letting her live with her in a far country" Medina said.

"No, Son. Devan never hated you. He understands that" Melani said, calming his daughter.

"Devan is always happy with his oman here. Devan has never lacked affection. Even Devan always said he wanted to go home and take care of his sister. So that his sister is not left behind by his mother and father like himself" said Melani.

"Ma, if that day I could turn it back. I'll take care of Devan, Ma. I will always take Devan wherever I and Mas Meda go" Medina said in a regretful tone.

"Son," Melani cut off as she watched her daughter begin to fidget and regret her actions.

"It's okay. It's all over" said Melani calmly.

"Devan understands that too. Didn't you tell me yourself when you left Devan with his mom first?" ask Melani.

...Flashback...

"Ma, I'm picking Devan, yeah. Take good care of him. I promise, after Mas Meda's business improves, I'll take Devan home" Medina said while at the airport delivering Devan.

"Yes, Mama will take care of your favorite granddaughter" Melani said.

"Devan, Son. Forgive me, yes, you stayed the same oma first. Later mama promises that you have passed SD mama pick you up and bring a gift for you," said Medina to her son.

Devan nodded with a smile.

"Mama love Devan cute little sister, huh?" pinta Devan's.

Everyone there laughed at the five-year-old boy.

"Yes" replied Medina.

"But Devan has to promise. Devan don't be naughty and have to be the same oma. Devan has to be a brave, smart kid, too, okay?" medina asked, pointing her little finger in front of her son.

"Promise," cried Devan hooked his little pinky on his mother's pinky.

...Flashback...

"Devan really kept his promise to be a good boy" Medina said smilingly in her mother's lap.

"But I'm the one who broke Devan's promise" Medina added.

"I should have picked her up at the airport and brought her beautiful little sister" Medina said.

"Ma, you should be able to hold your granddaughter."

"Already, Son. It's all over."

"Go home, son. Poor Devan," please Melani.

Medina moved out of her mother's lap. Staring at the bead of his mother's eyes. Although it is old, but the radiance of love and tenderness always radiates there.

"Sorry, Ma" said Medina.

"I'm sorry?" melani parrots.

"Sorry Medina can't go back" explained Medina.

"Mama keep Devan, yes" Medina said.

"Surely, Din," Melani replied.

"Ma, before I go. I want to tell my mom" said Medina, getting nervous because the time is getting narrower.

"What, Son?" ask Melani sarcas.

"Say, Din. Say it!" urged Melani.

"Ma, please look wherever your granddaughter is. I'm sure he's alive, Ma. He's alive!" medina said with complete confidence.

"Isael congratulations, Ma. Isael survived. At the time of the accident I still saw her crying on her nanny's lap. Find Isael, Ma," the passionate Medina pinta.

"Mama will search" said Melani hesitantly. Believe it or not, his granddaughter is safe.

"One more, Ma," Medina said before her time was completely up.

"What, Din. Say, mama will try to be with Devan," Melani cut impatiently.

"Let's find the culprit who made my family crash, Ma. We were accidents not just accidents, but there were survivors, Ma" Medina explained.

"Who, Din. Wh who? Say the same mama," said Melani demanding an answer. His daughter who was filled with that light slowly began to dim her light.

"Ma, I'm picking Devan. Guard him. Tell him to come back for his sister. I beg you, Ma. Find Isael" Medina said before she disappeared.

"Promise, Ma!" sue Medina.

Melani was just crying seeing her daughter slowly start to disappear. The light slowly began to dim. She felt a warmth with her daughter. But now time has returned to take it.

"Promise, Ma!" reset Medina.

"Mama promise, Din. But please come back. We're looking for Isael together" Melani answered with hope that her daughter would return.

Medina smiled as she waved her hand at her mother.

"Thank you, Ma. Sorry, Medina has to go" Medina said.

After that, the place no longer glowed as before. Only Melani was left alone with her cries.

"Medina ...," she cried out to her only daughter.

"Go back, son," cried Melani full of bitter tears.

...****************...

"Ah" the voice of the young man who was no longer sound asleep.

"Why so hot?" he murmured when he opened his eyes.

"his "AC is also on," his monologue when he sees the AC in his room turning on at the right temperature.

"Why does my throat feel so dry?"

Feeling his throat dry, the man grabbed a glass that was located on his bedside nightstand.

"Once again" he said a little annoyed.

With half the lives still collected. He went out into the kitchen.

The man slowly went down the stairs to the first floor. However, when the boy was about to turn into the kitchen. He heard a voice from his room.

"Oma why?" he wondered in his heart.

"Don't oma do anything else?"

Without another babibu, the man who was none other than Devan rushed to his oma room. Leaving behind the thirst that had disturbed him.

"Oma," he called out as he entered Oma Melani's room.

"Media ... Go back, boy!" oma Melani said with her eyes closed.

"Mama promise, son. Come back!" oma Melani said again.

"Omom. Wake oma!" devan shakes his shoulders to wake up.

"Oma, wake up" cried Devan waking up his oman.

"Medina!" tekik Oma Melani opened her eyes.

"Medina ...," said Oma Melani immediately sobbed when pronouncing the name of the only child.

"Media ... Hicks ... Hicks."

"Omom. Are you okay?" devan asked trying to calm his eyes.

"My grandchildren. My granddaughter," said Oma Melani again sobbed.

"Oma ...," Devan immediately grabbed Oma Melani into his arms.

"My granddaughter, Devan. She ...

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