Mother of My Husband's Son

back to indonesia

A bright morning. Dara jojo and jean are enjoying a day at a playground.

elsewhere, staff and assistants were busy pacing back and forth to fix the wrong files.Since Dara's departure, Braga turned into a cold and intolerant figure.

sheets of paper were scattered on the floor. Mira's assistant was busy picking up sheet by sheet.

" when will Saka return to headquarters? "

braga asked without looking at Mira's assistant.His eyes were busy staring at the tab in his hand.

" if there is no obstacle, the day after tomorrow can return the president sir. "answered Mira's assistant while compiling a file sheet that he had collected.

Braga put his tab.his fingers tied together and put it in front of his face.

" so how many times have you made a mistake? or are you guys deliberately waiting for Saka to come back and tell him to do this? " asked Braga with an angry face.

" of course not the president. I will supervise the staff directly so as not to make mistakes again.

" don't give me any more promises.I'm sick of your untrustworthy promises.

" well, president, I will really mean it this time" said Assistant Mira slightly trembling.

" get out. and do your job properly.make sure there are no mistakes at all. "command Braga with a cold look.

" ba, well. mr. president.

mira's assistant leaves Braga's room when she gets outside the room, Mira's assistant takes a deep breath and exhales slowly.

" how's Mira's assistant? what are we supposed to do? " ask the frightened and confused staff.

" you're still asking? of course fix the wrong file yesterday.remember! you are paid high wages in this company, not to relax.we are overtime today until everything is finished.

" huh! this is the job of secretary Saka. he is a genius employee.it can not be equated with us. " complained one of the staff.

" he's a genius because he's not lazy.don't always rely on Saka's secretary.we should be able to solve this without the slightest mistake.

" well, ah, since the madam president left, we so tremble when we see the president.

" don't talk nonsense! " snaps Maria's assistant. "get to work now!

" good.

elsewhere.

" mommy, I want to ride it. "pinta Jean while pointing at one of the rides.

" yes, of course you can" said Dara while rubbing Jean's cheek.

" it turns out to go to a place like this, make my head dizzy. Can't we just go home mom? " ask Jojo with his lazy face.

" you're a child. Why don't you love to go to a place like this. Every time we come here, your face always turns sour.

Jojo nodded.

" it's too crowded.I don't like. a lot of noise makes me dizzy. mommy, it's better we,-

dara's phone is ringing.

" just a minute baby, mommy pick up the phone first.

Jojo and Jean nodded.The two left Jojo and Jean a few steps away.

shortly afterwards, Dara again approached Jojo and Jean with a sad face.

" mommy why? ask Jojo and Jean.

Dara crouched down in front of her two children who continued to look at her face.

" if we go back to Indonesia, would you agree?

" of course." replied Jean with an enthusiastic face.

unlike Jean, Jojo is a little suspicious and worried.

" mom, is something wrong?

" huh! this kid, it's hard to lie in front of him. "inner Dara.

" em, okay.but mom, why do we have to rush back here. This is for the first time we are going to Indonesia.from birth to now, why, we have never met directly with grandparents.Can't we rush home if grandfather is healed? " ask Jojo with a probing look.

Dara smiled hiding her nervousness.

" you guys should get ready for school? if it is too long in Indonesia, then what about your school? so, uh,.

" we can go to school in Indonesia, right mom?

unfinished to say all the reasons, Jojo cleverly slashed Dara's reasoning.

Dara gulped while looking at Jojo.

" hahaha alright smart boy.we'll see later.but, you have to remember mommy message yes.

" i know. don't ask question about dady and don't be naughty" replied Jean.

Dara smiled and nodded her head.

" all right, we've agreed. come on. back to home.

arriving home. Dara was busy packing clothes and equipment to return to Indonesia.for a moment Dara fell silent while thinking.

" maybe there won't be any problems.I'm still afraid.It's been six years, right? but my heart was troubled.had I had no other choice.it was impossible for me to leave my son to the foster aunt for such a long time.

elsewhere.

Braga returned home after work.

" mas, "call Hana.

Braga stopped her steps and looked at Hana, not answering but her eyes were like waiting for Hana to say her wish.

Hana approached Braga. "mas, there was an invitation from one of your colleagues.he asked us to come to attend the inauguration.

Braga looked at Hana sharply. "go away if you want to go. I have no interest in coming with you. " Braga was about to walk away from Hana.

" wait, mas. " Hana held back Braga's steps by gripping Braga's arm.

" it's been six years mas, you keep treating me like this. Am I nothing at all? " Hana sobbing.

Braga brushed off Hana's hand.

" no. You mean nothing to me. " Braga set foot leaving Hana sobbing.for him, a world full of love, has now perished with Dara's passing.No one ever saw Braga smile.

" Hana, call Mama while walking closer to the sobbing Hana.

" Braga yelling at you again?

" yes. " Hana wiped her tears.

" let's not demand too much. go and accompany Ameera.

Hana walked towards her room. Mama is alone.

" why did my son turn out to be more and more frightening.in the past, I thought this was just a temporary reaction of Braga due to shock. unexpectedly, the more days, the more uncontrollable.not just Braga, it was, Papa also rarely spoke since he knew about the woman.The woman made trouble even after she left.

Braga sat in front of the bed looking at Dara's photo with her.

" how much longer do you want to hide Dara? how much longer will this punishment end.I'm barely strong anymore.do you know? " braga rubbed the photo of Dara. her eyes shed tears.

" i never let go of our wedding ring.I also don't let Hana or anyone into this room.I miss you Dara. I also want to see my son.Dara come back, I beg you.

Braga laid his body in a sideways position while hugging their photo.a habit he always did for six years.

a few days later.

" yeay...... mommy, is this Indonesia? is this a country to stop by for a while? " ask Jojo.

" we're already in Indonesia baby. Now we wait for grandma and uncle pick up huh?

" ok ok. Jean and Jojo.

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