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"Gibran .." call Jaka who was persuading her Son who was sulking because he did not want to move.
"Oke Gibran wants to move! But let Gibran go to school one more day, Gibran wants to give Gibran the same approval!" gibran said, actually he did not want to move because he was at home there. Because it was with his brother he finally wanted to.
"All right, tomorrow, take care of the school transfer papers. Now you go home, rest. Let me take care of Mother with your Brother," said Jaka who was only influenced by her Son.
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While on the other hand, Sam was pensive in his room while looking at a photo of a small child in his lap.
"Generic ... Sorry Brother Sam ... Hikss ..." powerless to stem his tears, finally getting back through his cheeks.
He returned sobbing which made his eyes swollen because most of the crying. Suddenly the sound of the door opening.
Cklek!
"Sam?!"
Sam looked up at her face, "Your friend?!" she wiped her tears and smiled and started walking towards her Mom.
Sam pushed his Mom's wheelchair inside. Then he again sat on the mattress with a position facing the Mother.
"Why go to Sam's room? Hmm, oh well when did Mamah return to Germany? Is Papah not nyariin?" sam asked gently with a smile.
"Cuman wants to talk to you. Do you want Mamah to get out of here? Don't you like Mama here?" ask her with a sad face.
"Ah isn't so Mah, Sam just doesn't want Mamah to linger here. What about Papah nyariin? Then also Mamah was sick again, should Mamah rest only. No need to follow Sam here," Sam said trying to explain.
"Hmm, Mamah will come home with you," said Mama kekeh.
"Are you in trouble again?" he asked, looking in his son's eyes. He could see that his son was not well.
Sam lowered his head and shook his head. He did not want to tell everything to his mother. Likewise with Aqila who also did not tell his Mamah because he did not want to interfere in his brother's affairs.
"You don't have to lie, Mamah knows you have a problem" said Mamahnya and she accidentally saw a photo on the bed that Sam was sitting on.
"Salsa photos as a child?!" Sam turned his head when he heard Salsa's words from his Mamah's mouth, "Have you now discovered her existence?" But he lowered his face again when he heard his Mom ask the girl whereabouts now.
"Eh Mamah forgot that you lost your memory. Surely you will not know what he is like, anyways if Mamah meets him will not know. Since it had been a long time since Mamah had met her, she must have grown into a very beautiful girl by now" his Mamah mummy murmured.
'Yes Mamah was right, now she has grown into a very beautiful girl. I was fascinated and always excited when I was close to him. But because of my prestige and unwillingness to defeat my hatred for women. I destroyed everything Mah, I always hurt him and even now he ... Hikss I'm really sorry for making him a victim!' inner crying.
"Sam, why are you crying?"
Sam turned his head, he looked at his Mom with teary eyes. Unable to stem his tears again he sobbed again and immediately knelt at his Mamah's feet.
"Hikss-hikss-hiks ... Forgive Sam Mah
..." he said, sobbing.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Let's wake!"
"Sam can't lie anymore Mah, hikss ... Actually Sam already remembered everything and Sam also knew the whereabouts of Aca where," he paused his words that made Mamah curious.
"Where? Where is she now? Mama wants to meet!"
"Sorry Sam, hikss-hikss ... Now d-he's in a coma. It's all because of Sam, because Sam he's like that Mah. Sam is really sorry! Sam had no intention of hurting her. He himself saved his friend. Hicks ... Sorry Sam," Sam was still on his knees bowing his face.
He did not dare to look at the face of his Mama who was still silent with a disappointed face. It was obvious that his mother was very angry.
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