ONE ENOUGH

CHAPTER 199: DISASTER PRONE

Gilang had just been a few meters away from his residence to the office. But his smart phone always thrashed want to be touched immediately to get his attention.

“You already know Sudrajat's grandfather entered the hospital, Lang .. “ it is the voice of Dian's mother. The woman who gave birth to him. A woman who wants to be glorified while in the world. The woman he wanted to bestow with affection after Gita and Gwen, the woman he later had also been responsible for getting her love and attention.

“Iya Ma'am. Gilang has heard from Gibran.” Gilang answered still while focusing on driving the car he drove himself.

“When you have time. Take me to see your grandfather, Lang.”

Chiiyth.

Suddenly Gilang stepped on the brake pedal. She was shocked to hear the mother's request. Slowly he pulled over to really stop, to serve a chat with his mother.

“Where?” rejoice Gilang do not believe.

“Take mom to see your grandpa.”

“Bu ... mom ga papa met him?”

“Insyaallah .. mom ready Lang.” Answer irent.

“Bu .. grandfather is evil.”

“He's your grandpa. After all the blood that flows in your body is the same blood.” Clearly slowly.

“Mother don't joke. He once kicked mom out. Didn't consider her daughter-in-law .. Then what was the purpose of mother meeting her?”

“Lang .. age no one knows. Humans are obliged to forgive each other. I want to apologize to your grandfather.” Slowly follow.

“Mother. Why is mom apologizing ...?” Ferris wheel. His heart boiled to find the reason for the mother who suddenly wanted to meet an old man who was very much avoided. Don't go see Grandpa Sudrajat. If following the heart, Gibran also did not want him to give a job, so hate Gilang on the man who said his mother has the same stripe with it.

“The wrong mother, Lang. He forced himself to be his son-in-law. Mother made him a monster. Had mother not accepted your father, surely his hatred would not have been like this to mother.” Bright Mother Gilang long.

“I'm at home mommy.” Without further ado Gilang disconnects the phone. Also without a second thought, he immediately drove his four-wheeled vehicle towards his mother's house. Not satisfied his brain digested what his mother told him. Not willing to feel, if it had to be his mother who apologized to the wrong person on them.

Without stopping by the office first, Gilang is now at the mother's house. No matter how many documents he had to check and sign. Because meeting your mother is more important.

“Who provides information for mom, if she is sick?” it seems Gilang was reluctant to mention if the man who was reported sick was his grandfather.

“Yesterday .. Gibran's mother came here. He told me about your grandfather's current condition. He also expects help from us. Cause, anyway. It was my mother who was his daughter-in-law. She is married and lives with her husband, Gibran's father. He also claimed he could not afford your grandfather's treatment. Because, her husband is also in treatment that should not be broken off from expensive drugs.” Gilang understood why his mother had collapsed. Surely his social and sympathetic spirit towards others is rising.

“Lang .. that windfall can come from anywhere. You were once in their position. Unable, helpless. God always has a way of helping us. Time, it's people's turn to need your help, and when you can. You refuse to give help?”

“Lang .. mother is not an angel. But at least, before the mother was picked up by God. I want to make peace with the past. To have your mother's grave in the air.”

“Asatafirullahalazim, Astafirullahalazim, Astafirullahalazim.” Dzikir Gilang swept his face with two hands.

“Im sorry Missing mom. Not Gilang want to sharpen problems and dig into the past. Only Gilang doesn't want mom to get hurt again.” Reply Gilang hugged the frail body in front of him.

“There is a God who always has a way to bandage the wounds of the heart of mother, Lang. If we are sincere, then God will quickly heal him.” He patted Gilang's shoulder.

“See work first yes ma'am. Later in the afternoon Gilang pick up, we go to the hospital.” She gave in to the mother's request. For what he indulges his hatred, the victim has so much forgiven his enemy.

Cross into the office with all the flogging in his heart. He is not the original victim. But the effects of the crime certainly reached him. Gilang mustnya not have to be missed school lunta while working, college while being a gardener and so on. If that grandpa doesn't throw them out.

Gilang also must have grown up with complete affection from his father and mother, in the time when he needed affection from his father. Gilang never really felt like he had a father, like any other boy. And it hit his heart directly. I mean bitter over all that.

Gilang's job was not much. Siska has sorted through all her work. So to go home quickly, Gilang will not have problems. Seen from the look of his face, if now he looks not okay.

Choosing to go home for comfort by two women at home. The smile of the two women can be his moodboster. Gilang immediately split the road to the residence he had always longed for with the people in it.

Gwen knew Gilang was the most comfortable place for her to put her head on Gilang's chest. The baby was very spoiled for the father. Even the Gita is often ignored if there is a Gilang. Gwen was very seen wanting to linger with the father, until he unconsciously fell asleep by himself in the chest of the field of his handsome father.

“Move to the box aja A’. Let a’a can rest.” Gita crushes her hand to take over Gwen who is asleep in her arms.

“Stt .. don't Neng. A’a want rest with Gwen only.” Gilang rejected Gita's suggestion. That afternoon, she went to bed hugging her baby. I don't know what energy he wants to share with the baby. For him hugging Gwen that afternoon was the thing that made him comfortable.

Gilang after the office had indeed changed his clothes with a home shirt, so he could immediately wear the costume to take a nap with his daughter.

Gwen with Gilang's arm. Before the sleepiness brought him to his subconscious. Gilang spent his time looking at that innocent face in his arms.

“Position Eneng .. have sheared yes at heart A’a.” Gita stuck her body behind the back of the tilted Gilang.

“Ga as easily as it sheds Eneng in the heart a’a.?”.

“But .. proof. Since then only Gwen who a’a hold.”

“Stt ... Hold Eneng at this hour it is disaster-prone. Entar night, a’a belongs eneng until morning.” Kekeh Gilang forgot a little of his sedentary taste earlier.

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