
"If I'm his son who's Ma? Who is my real father and where is Ma?' Duarr.... Mama Maryam's eyes glared full staring at her daughter who was now standing in front of her.
Mr. Ali who still has not finished his story, was surprised and stunned by Mely's question. Now Mr. Ali's gaze turned to Mely. What happened to this couple? Mr. Ali bathes.
"Who am I really?" her question again looked closely at her two eyeballs that now did not blink at all.
"Mely knew I wasn't Dad's son." Mely looked at Mr. Ali who now also still displayed a surprised expression. Because Mely who he had considered a child asked his Biological Father.
"Ma, Ma replied!?" Mely grabbed her mother's two hands, grasped them and stared questioningly at the woman who gave birth to her.
Mama Maryam was silent, She looked at her husband with teary eyes. Then turned his gaze towards Rival.
"Mah..!" mely said again, with a clear face.
"We'll talk at home. Come on Rival, help me walk to the parking lot." Mama Maryam said, diverting the conversation. The middle-aged woman felt it was not right to be discussed at this Hospital. Moreover, Mr. Ali is time to go home.
"Dear baby, later at home we discuss everything. He is also curious about the story of the lost. I haven't finished the story, you've cut it." Rival said, gently rubbing the arm of his wife who is now in a state of confusion. Now He feels also to be Rival, who is desperate because he does not know who his real father is.
Mely wiped away the tears that fell on her white cheeks. She was a little disappointed to her Mama who like her would not want to say who her Biological Father was.
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The next night, after dinner together. Now they sit in the family room. Rivals who first came to the house, were amazed to see the decoration and interior of their luxurious house.
His heart warmed when he saw his photo turned out to be a lot of childhood on display in every corner of the room in the house. No exception in the living room where they gather now.
Rival walked towards a table by the fireplace. On the table, there was a picture of him with his mother. His hand moved to take that frame. Her eyes glazed over at her picture with her beautiful mother holding her.
Pak Ali only saw Rival who was so attached to look at his picture with his mother. He wanted to tell her a lot about his son. But, tonight, let them discuss who Mely's father really is.
"Ma, tell me where my dad is now?" Mely looked at her Mama who was sitting on the sofa right in front of her. The woman was helping Mr. Ali take his medicine.
"Edhmm.... Mama doesn't know where your dad is now baby. Why do we talk about the past again. Before you were born, you had a very good father. This is your father, dear." Mama Maryam held the hand of Mr. Ali sitting next to her.
"Ma, Mely also wants to know who my real father is, my Biological Father?" Mely turned aside, now she moved her seat, to the side of her Mother. So Mama Maryam was in their midst.
"There's no point in you knowing, honey. The heartache you will get. You're pregnant again, Mama doesn't want to burden your mind with Mama's tragic story." Mama Maryam's eyes began to fog, a glimpse of her life story before marrying Mr. Ali passed.
Mely was silent, her heart was not yet calm. He wanted to know his father. But Mama didn't want to tell me where her father is now.
"So Mama won't say it?" mely asked sulking, her face pouting making Rival so resplendent. He also approached his wife. He's stroking Mely's shoulder.
"Yes Mely. You don't want to admit this father is your father?" cercah Mr. Ali. Which makes Mely feel bad for Mr. Ali.
"It's not so Dad. I just want to know. But, if Mama doesn't want to tell her. How else." His voice looked at Rival who was still standing beside him.
"You will know later. He'll be looking for you." Said Mr. Ali, yawning. Mely was surprised by Mr. Ali's words. What does that mean. My own father will be looking for me?
"What is Father saying? Mely was confused." Mely.
"Yes, you're patient. I'm sure one day your real father will be looking for you. So, for now. You focus on your grandson. Don't you think of your father whose whereabouts we don't know. Your father alone, never sought your whereabouts. Why are you so busy looking for her." Said Mr. Ali Back yawn. He felt very sleepy.
Mely could only gawk at Pak Ali's words. Why didn't his mother tell him who his father was. "Is there an agreement between Mama and Mely's biological father, so Mama won't tell me who my Biological Father is. If my mom doesn't want to tell a story. Just tell me what's her name Ma?" mely said back to the mirror before his mother also Pak Ali.
"There's no point in you knowing. Let's forget about this." Mama Maryam said, "We went to bed first. You guys go to sleep too. Pregnant women should not be too tired and stressed." Mama Maryam. Slowly stroked Mely's unbuttoned stomach. He and Mr. Ali went into his room leaving Mely who was still curious half to die.
"Why doesn't Mom want to tell you?" mely asked her husband, who was sitting on the same sofa as her.
"Maybe Mama can't tell her past." Rival said welcoming Mely who wanted to be embraced.
"Bobo in the room just yuk Dek?!" said Rival.
"Come, all the pijitin ya Say. Suddenly my body aches." Mely said spoiled, looking up at her husband.
"Yes" said Rival. They also walked to their rooms.
"Mas, it was on the plane why the vomiting?" mely asked who was lying on the bed, her white and smooth legs were being massaged by Rival, precisely her toes.
"Actually earlier, after the plane took off. My thoughts about the status of Mas which turned out to be his son Father. Mas Brain had a negative thought that Dad would not believe, if Mas said it. That's what makes you want to vomit.
"It turns out that what Mas thought was very different from what happened at the Hospital. Even the Father who seemed afraid I was angry, when Dad said I was his Son. It's funny how life is playing us one family." Said Rival smiled wryly, still faithful to continue his activity massaging his wife's smooth body.
"Yes right, but thank God you didn't go crazy and everything was done." Mely laughed as Rival tickled the soles of her feet. Rival was annoyed to Mely who said it was almost crazy. He also did not want to stop his behavior tickling Mely. Until Mely pees. How not to pee, Rival is very good at tickling. Plus Mely who was pregnant, could not hold her urine.
"Stop, stop Mas. Stooopp...!"'s chat....!" mely shouted holding her wet bottom. Rival stopped his kitty. Mely quickly got off the bed walking quickly to the bathroom. Rival finally laughed knowing his wife wet the bed.
"Basic Mely, his hobby is wetting." Rival murmurs in the heart. "It's impossible, right? the crew is already los?" said bikikikian. "She may indeed pee kebelet times huh?" he said it again with his head.
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