Not a Common Widow (Status Only)

The Regrets of a Mother

In different places, vehicles back and forth across the city, so many skyscrapers lined up everywhere.

Tid tid, the sound of horns continuously heard along the road, making the driver upset.

"Prophe napa! I also got stuck" grumbled the driver.

"Woy, woy road!" shouted another driver.

"Ishh, it's a real person, yes. Don't see what, in front of a bad jam."

"You're patient Rey! You'll know that J city is always jammed," said the man beside him reminded.

Rey breathed a rough breath, he resumed his journey after the streets began to be empty.

Reyhan Al-Hussein was the first child of Arman Al-Hussein and Dinda Permana. He is now 24, 25 years old.

"Rey, you will ask Gilang to check the items that have come! Papa wants to rest first" said Arman, who sat down after they got home.

"Ready reward" Rey replied as she walked into the upper room.

"Well, tired, huh?" mama Dinda asked who came to her husband.

"Yes, today the buyers are very crowded. Papa took a shower first mah, not good sultry." Papa told his wife to leave him alone while Mama Dinda just smiled.

"Dinda, where's Arman? I heard his voice" asked the in-laws to approach Dinda.

"Oh, that's Arman's shower first, I'm back first, Mom. Afraid of the cake gosong," said Dinda with a whimper.

"Away there! I can't wait to eat your cake."

Mama Dinda went to the kitchen and soon Reyhan came down to the grandmother.

"Good afternoon, Grandma" said Rey, she was sitting on the fur carpet.

"Sore is also the most handsome granddaughter of grandmother."

"I'm a hot-tempered, from the orok instead." Reyhan prides himself on being handsome.

"Who said Big Brother?" knock someone suddenly, he sat down next to the Kaka.

"Yes Brother! Ghost time," Rey's son of a bitch is upset.

"If you feel handsome, prove it!" challenge the sister.

"Mel, what do you have to prove? Your time should be one-on-one. Hey, take a look! I am not handsome? 'It's impossible, mell!" Rey said with annoyance, he ruffled his sister's hair with anxiety.

"Hahaha can be tried anyway, write in jidat Abang also can." Ledek Amel full of laughter while his hands were busy combing the hair that was messy due to the actions of the Kaka.

"Hey, that brother is handsome, Mel. A lot of ko likes you, brother," Reyhan still dodges if he's doing the same girl.

"But to this day you never bring a girl, where's her boyfriend? Said handsome. Handsome time doesn't work." Amel continued to tease the Kaka until he laughed out loud.

"You, this, over time make Abang upset, here! Not sack you, then throw it into the sea." Reyhan was more upset, he had the head of his sister in his armpit.

"Abang freelin hahaha, geez bang! my hair is so fuksak know!" Amel keeps trying to escape from the Kaka, but Rey keeps ruffling Amel's hair occasionally tickles him.

"This is why anyway? Mama heard a loud noise," said Mama who brought a plate containing cake.

"Any last minute, I want a cake!" pinta Amel, Reyhan finally let go of his sister and he took a piece of cake that was brought by the mother.

"Papa wants dong!" Arman took the cake made by his wife and sat down next to her.

Because Rey took the cake in Amel's hands.

"What the hell, Mel?" reyhan asked curiously, he continued chewing.

"If you want, take the bang yourself! not in my hands!" dengus Amel was upset.

"Ohh, this, kirain Abang, this is on the plate," Rey replied.

Amel was upset, he threw a sofa pillow at the Daka. But unfortunately, the throw was not hit, even Rey can catch it nimbly.

Their behavior continues to be noticed by the grandmother.

"If Sofi is still with us" said Saras.

Saras' speech made everyone stop their activities.

"Mom!" Arman looked at the mother's face, he held her hand.

"True Arman, if Sofi is still with us, surely at this time we will gather together."

Rey and Amel shut up, they don't know what happened. Although they were curious, they were silent. Rey glanced at Amel as if asking "what's wrong?" but Amel shrugged his shoulders not knowing.

"Mom, forget about that! Now we focus on the front!" Arman tried to calm Saras down, so that his mother would not be sad.

"How did you forget about Arman? Mother herself kicked your sister out." Saras' emotions overflowed, he was no longer able to hide his mistake. All this time he always felt guilty, his life felt uneasy.

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Arman's heart was pounding, he stared at the mother's words. There is fear when you hear the truth.

"What does mother mean? It's not like mom said Sofi ran off with a guy!" ask Dinda curious.

Saras pecked, he realized his words. She was so nervous, the secret she was hiding had to be exposed by her own words.

"Jawab, Mum! What does mother mean?" this time Arman's voice went up.

"A Arman ma forgive Mom," Saras said stammered.

"Sorry for what? Please explain clearly, Mom! So that I don't misunderstand Mom," Arman kept urging her mother to speak truthfully.

"I mother has kicked your sister out, I have lied to you" she said in between tears.

Everyone widened their eyes, they couldn't believe what was happening.

"What's!? Why, why did you do that? What's wrong with Sofi? And why did you lie to me, Mom?" Arman was unable to hold back his emotions, he was so disappointed in his mother.

Ms. Saras was already crying a hiccup, slowly she told her origin until she could throw the child away.

Arman had already clenched his hands, his jaws hardened, his eyes reddened withstanding the cries and fury.

"Why did you do this to her? is it because mom's treasure became like this? I didn't expect Mom to do something like that! he's my sister, Mom, he's your son! your biological son! your flesh-blood!" finally, Arman vented his anger while suppressing the child's words from each of his words.

Arman leaves the mother, he takes the keys to the car on the desk.

"Arman, I'm sorry. Armani! Arman!" saras shouted after the child's steps.

Saras kept calling him, but Arman ignored his words. Saras cried as much as he was sorry, very sorry. Dinda and Amel cried and they hugged each other, strengthening each other. While Rey, he followed the Papa for fear of something happening when emotions control the soul of the papa.

Think before you act, for every regret will come later. If it comes at the beginning, it's called markonaaahh registration....