My Husband's Return
Part 1 - Return of My Husband
A beautiful woman with an ayu face and a sweet smile. The hair that has never changed in the past is a shoulder. Focused on watching the children scattering out of the fence of the kindergarten school.
She is Salsa Natasya Anjani, a single mother since 5 years ago due to the departure of her husband. Salsa's smile expands when she sees her son Angkara running at her. He immediately crouched down to welcome his baby.
The smile that had risen on Salsa's face should fade when he saw the look of a sullen face as well as the eyes of the son.
"Hey honey, why is Mama's hotshot?" salsa immediately hugged her son, she would be sad if her son was sad.
"When ridiculed again the same friends, Mama. He said he doesn't have Papa." Angkara's cry broke out in his mother's arms.
"Who said Kara doesn't have Papa? Kara's got Papa, but Papa's not here, baby. Tell Mama who teased Kara," said Salsa trying to smile even though her tears soon spilled.
His weakness was only one, as his son asked where his father was. Salsa could not answer if Angkara had discussed fatherhood.
He knew how painful it was to live without a father, because he was in that position when he was 15.
"Many, he said Kala lahil without a father, Kala anak halam," Angkara fought with a hiccup.
Salsa broke her embrace, wiping away the son's tears. "No, Kara is not a child of Haram, kara Mama's son with Papa," argued Salsa did not accept.
"Telus where is Papa Kala, Mama? Why didn't Papa find Kala? Papa is evil with Kala."
"After growing up, Mama will take Kara to see Papa," persuaded Salsa.
"When's Mama?"
"On your 17th birthday" Salsa promised solemnly.
The lady with such hair would not bear to tell her son that her husband had been gone since she conceived Angkara.
He stood with Angkara in his trunk. "Let's go home, see Oma what's Grandma?" salsa asked her son, he occasionally kissed the padlocked cheek while walking towards the car.
"Yes, baby, definitely."
Just as Salsa was about to open the door, a handsome man in a white suit called out the name of the boy in the woman's arms.
"Hay, Kara," said Keenan waving his hand as he walked closer.
Keenan Izyan Adreas, Salsa's first love. However, it does not unite because of one thing, and ends up marrying Azka Keenan's friend who is now calm in another realm. Perhaps now the man was watching her with his son.
"Ken's Dad? Did you come and get Kala?" the boy's Auntias muttered for Salsa to lower her body.
After being released, Angkara immediately hugged Keenan's leg. "Of course pick up Dad's son" Keenan replied slightly lowered his head to ruffle Angkara's hair. Keenan will always fall in love with the 5-year-old.
The facial lines, eyes, and smiles all resembled Azka. In other words Angkara Azka version of his best friend as a child.
"Why come here?" salsa approached Keenan. "Don't get too close to Kara, I don't want her to depend on you" Salsa said in a soft voice. He's scared at the itchy widow stamp by Keenan's fiancee.
"Dad, let's go to school, there are still Kala's friends. Kala wants to talk alike. If Kala doesn't have Papa but Kala has two fathers." Angkara pulled Keenan's hand to go with him.
The man immediately glanced at Salsa who was flirting. "Kara, let's go home, son. They don't need to know if Kara has a Dad or Papa. Doesn't Kara love Mama?"
"Honey, dear Kala Mama," replied Angkara.
"If so, let's go home with Mama. Don't bother Om Keen mulu."
Angkara stared at Keenan as he was pulled by his mother into the car. Salsa never let her son be close to any man, either her husband's own best friend.
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