My husband, my brother-in-law

hearings

Diandra stared intently at Abram who was sitting across from him. Then he smiled sinisterly and threw a glance towards the judge who had just entered the courtroom.

This is the second time they have met in the courtroom. In the first trial, the judge gave time to both to discuss this problem in a family manner.

Diandra has softened with the persuasion of Abi and his parents, he will let Abram stay in communication with Gaara and be able to meet his son. Abram did not receive that kindness. The man insisted that he wanted to have the custody of Gaara to make Diandra ride apitam.

Just like the previous trial, the judge is still trying to persuade the two sides to settle the custody issue of Gaara in a peaceful manner. The judge said the matter would affect Gaara's psyche.

As the two remain adamant about their respective wishes, the judge will decide Gaara's custody later during the next trial. Hopefully with the resignation of the court ruling it can make Diandra and Abram change his mind.

"Any dirty way you wear won't keep Gaara apart from me". Cibir Diandra as the two passed each other in front of the courtroom.

"We'll see who wins this". Abram's reply was no less sharp.

"Let's go.." Abi and Diandra leave Abram and his lawyer.

"Let's go ma.." papa Herman just glanced at Abram, a glint of hate clearly visible in papa Herman's sharp eyes.

"Just a little while.."

"Papa first". Mama Dita nodded. Staring at the backs of her husband and son and daughter-in-law who were away.

His eyes turned to look at Abram who was still standing in front of him. He stared at the jelly on the face of the man who had destroyed his two daughters until he was not left alone. Deep in his heart he cursed the man. But it was because of that man that he had a grandson like Gaara.

If examined again, Gaara's facial lines look more like Abram. His eyebrows are also thick like Abi makes it difficult for anyone to distinguish who the child's real father is.

"Auntie.." Mama Dita raised her hand. Ask Abram not to continue what he wants to say.

"Is destroying one of my daughters not enough for you?". Mama Dita asked gently but managed to make Abram flinch.

"My firstborn son is gone from this world. He left with his guilty feelings for his sister and her sister's lover. He makes an innocent man responsible for things he doesn't do at all".

"Therefore I want to make amends for my mistakes, auntie". Abram's quick cut made Dita's mama smile softly.

"Redeemed mistakes?". Abram nodded quickly.

"Redeem or want to add to the mistakes?". No screaming, mockery or anything. Mama Dita spoke very softly, but Abram's heart felt pierced many times.

"Auntie.."

"I will not ban. Now everything is already running". Mama Dita smiled.

"Dea advised, only his sister has the right to look after and raise the son he gave birth to. Even the name alone, Dea gave his brother full power to name his son".

"You know why?". Abram did not answer with a nod or a head.

"Maybe at that time he felt very guilty to his sister and lover. How can he be silent when he knows that the child he bears is the seed of another man. While he still let the man who is also his sister's lover bear the consequences of his stupid actions with a cowardly man".

"Gaara is very happy now. I think you can see it. How the child grows and loves the mother".

"I think you've changed. Turns out your change isn't to be a better human being. How can you cut this on your own flesh and blood". Mama Dita tried to hold back her tears.

"I'm grateful that you don't want to take responsibility for my eldest daughter. Maybe Dea will suffer even more if you marry her". Abram lifted his face, staring into the face of the woman who looked similar to Dea.

"I just hope you come to your senses and stop this immediately before God's working hand. Because if God had worked, nothing would have stopped him". Abram was again slapped by those soft, piercing words.

Without waiting for any response, Mama Dita turned around and left Abram standing staring at the middle-aged woman's back.

No one realized that from the beginning Gaara had known the problems of his parents. The 13-year-old boy secretly went to his biological father's house. Without anyone knowing.

And this is where Gaara is today, standing before a towering gate. He repeatedly breathed a long breath. Convince yourself that what he is doing right now is right.

"Abraham Sanjaya".

"Sir Abram hasn't come home yet but". The security guard frowned at the confusion of a child looking for his master.

Before long the black sedan car stopped right behind Gaara who did not move from where he was standing. He turned around to see who was coming.

"Nadly.." Abram could not believe what he saw.

"I need to talk to you". Abram's face was seen beaming with the coming of his flesh and blood.

"We're in. Jo sir, open the gate". A security guard named Joko immediately opened the gate.

"Let's go in.." Gaara brushed aside Abram's hand that was embracing him. Abram smiled softly at how his son kept his distance from him.

"What do you want to drink?".

"no need. I'm not long". There was no smile or anything from Gaara's face, as flat and cold as ever.

"Have you gone home?". Abram turned to find the mother who was silent looking at the existence of Gaara.

Gaara got up, shone at the hands of a woman who did not seem much different in age from her grandmother and oma.

"Who is this?". Ask Abram Yuli.

"He's Gaara ma, mama's granddaughter.." Bu Yuli smiled happily and hugged and kissed her granddaughter without any rejection from Gaara.

"Who's this guy with?". Ask Bu Yuli

"Yourself, madam.."

"Don't. Don't call madam darling, just call grandma.."

"Sorry, I can't". Bu Yuli was stunned but a moment later smiled.

"Alright, call as you like as long as you're comfortable". Bu Yuli stroked Gaara's head

"Ma.." Abram was about to protest but Yuli's sharp gaze stopped him.

"What's there to come all the way here, handsome boy?". Ask Bu Yuli softly.

"I have business with Mr. Abraham, madam". Bu Yuli glanced at her son, she wanted to see how her only son was facing the flesh and blood that he had wasted.

"I'm your father Gaara, at least call me father or whatever.."

"I only have one father. And he's definitely not you". Yuli's smile grew even more, even Mr. Burhan was secretly eavesdropping.

"I just want you to know that I will never come with you even if you win the case. I wouldn't want to live with a person who uses his money to get anything even in a disgusting way". Abram's eyes widened when he heard it.

"Even if the court wins you in this case, I still won't go with you. I better catch up with the mother who gave birth to me than I am separated from my mother. The angel who raised me and loved me ever since I was in this world". Mr. Burhan and his wife's smile widened. Both are convinced that Gaara was raised by a great family to form the strong character of Gaara today.

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Maapin because it turns out othor can not write yesterday, be up 3bab only in wishful thinking😅

God willing there is still one more chapter, do not say over time, because you want this problem really-clear first just later on in his life. Let no more trouble arise in front of him..

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