My husband's a Mommy's son

Awake already

It had been half an hour and she was still sitting next to Farhan without explaining anything. Gemali sayup sound sobbing mother who still has not stopped. The man narrowed his eyes, looked at the mother who was still lowered and covered her face with both hands.

Farhan Enough. Do not feel sorry to see your cry. Wait for you to explain the incident a few years ago, when Farhan was thrown away by his parents.

"Mrs Lynda. Will you continue to cry like this? I can't wait to hear your explanation. Tell me why I was dumped as a baby." Just because my status is an illegitimate child. Imbuh Farhan in heart.

"Huuuu .. huu .. huuu." Mother's cries are getting louder. "Can't you be a little nice to your mother Farhan? mother is the same as you, we are both victims of my husband's cruelty."

"meaning?" Farhan looked astonished. The man slightly shifted his sitting position. Approaching the mother who was cornered on the edge of the sofa.

"That day..." Mother began to tell. "When you were in high school, you were playing to my boyfriend's house, Jennie's father. But unfortunately, my lover Hermawan is not at home. Mother even met with brother Hermawan, a man who had snatched virginity while impregnating mother."

Farhan grabbed the mother's fervent hand. Mother's tears are falling rapidly. Little by little sitting this confusing thing began to be answered.

"Then? Why was I banished?"

"Mother was unconscious when she gave birth to you, Farhan. When she woke up, everyone suddenly had a sad face. Then Hermawan said that our baby had died. Hicks...."

Mother immediately hugged Farhan back. His body trembled back, feeling the tightness within his soul.

"I'm sorry, Farhan. I'm sorry that you believe in hermyself and her family. Mother has absolutely no idea that you're alive and growing up like this."

The woman slumped her body to the floor, the mother immediately rested in Farhan's lap. I don't feel good about being a mother.

"What did you do?" Farhan pulled the body back. The man clutched his body tightly.

A mother's warm touch and embrace is second to none. Farhan's heart that had been filled with vengeance immediately softened. Farhan cried back in his arms, hugging his mother tighter as if he did not want to let go.

"I'm sorry .. sorry .. sorry ...." Apologies that come out of your lips can no longer be dammed.

Mother continues to curse herself, 26 years more she considers her biological child is dead. Even often come to the tomb of lies that have been planned by her husband.

"Is the one who dumped me the father of Hermawan?" Hmh! I don't think I'd mention that name. He could close his lies to twenty-six years. "Then where's my real father?"

"Either Hermawan or his family, obviously my husband must have been involved in this big lie."

"Then, why didn't my real father help me? Why was he silent when I was thrown out?" Farhan was still not satisfied with his mother's answer.

"Farhan," said the mother while summarizing Farhan's face. "Your biological father was in an accident, he died when you were seven months in the womb."

The reality of life that must be received Farhan increasingly heavy, just now he was happy to meet his mother, left he had to accept the sad fact his father who had died.

"Farhan, if you're willing. Want you to let me take care of you, son. Even if your childhood can't be reworked, but we can start over, baby."

The sincere gaze of the mother's sparkling eyes made Farhan's heart soften even more. The man was unemployed while throwing his warm smile at his mother, a smile that he rarely even did.

"From now on, you'll always be there for you, son. Although it's hard for you, try to rebuild our little family."

"What about your husband?"

"Hmmm. Hermawan will get the right reply, mother will leave the cruel father." Highlight your eyes so fiery when you say it. Those words sounded serious and demanding.

"Mother, please keep this a secret for a while. After all Hermawan's father was Jennie's sister's parents, Farhan didn't want to hurt her."

My son's heart is glorious, Lord. Mumba muttered in his heart.

"Are you not hurt, son? You just want to give justice for you, baby."

"Mother, let Farhan take care of this with Farhan's hands. You just have to love Farhan and Jennie. That's it, can you do it?"

"Yes, honey."

"One more. Farhan apologizes on behalf of Farhan's biological father, the future of the mother is ruined because of my father's depraved behavior." Then Farhan lowered his head.

"Oh my God, Farhan. Your heart is as clean as your handsome face, son. Mother has forgiven your father for a long time."

"Thank you, Mother." Hugged his mother back. "Can you take me to Daddy's meal? Although I never knew what his face was like, at least I could still visit his grave."

"Mother will take you, dear."

"Can you now?"

"Yes, let's visit your father's grave."

The two of them went straight to the cemetery where Farhan's father was buried. It's not too far away, just 45 minutes from Farhan's office.

After that Farhan also brought his mother to his apartment, not the apartment that had Lisanya. But the apartment that has been the residence of Farhan so far.

The two spend the day telling the story of Farhan's childhood and how he got to this point. Farhan also had time to ask the mother, why the mother could know that Farhan was his son. And she replied that she overheard her conversation with Jennie last time.

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