One Heart 2 LOVE

Seraph

Tami: After leaving a child for so many years, can a mother come and ask for a confession?

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Tami doesn't know what to do. Honestly, he was not ready for all this. As Tami knows, a child does not easily accept the presence of his Mother who has long abandoned her Son. Especially considering Tami's relationship with Viona's father is so sad.

"Hello dear," a warm kiss at night landed on Viona's forehead.

Hold Tami, hold. Don't cry now.

Ah shit! Tami failed to hold him back. After fighting off the intense tremors in her body, Tami's tears finally shed as well. Creating a question mark for Viona and Gilsha.

While Uncle and Aunt Viona. They already know but haven't told Viona everything. Agar--- let Tami tell her herself.

Viona turned to look at her Uncle and Aunt.

"Why, Mah?" Viona asked when she saw her Aunt crying too.

"Lho's? You why? How about a cry anyway?" Viona holds both shoulders of Tami. Makes the woman cry even more.

"Gilsha goes with Papah yuk," Gilsha. The girl was secured by Uncle Viona. It's not good that Gilsha should know this terrible news. He is not old enough to understand everything.

"You want to go in first? Speaking inside, "Aunt Viona invites Tami and Arman to go inside.

Everyone gathered at the middle table. No one opens a sound. Only sobs could be heard in the silence. Viona tried to ask what was going on. But no one can explain. Everyone is waiting for Tami. While Tami himself confused where to start. The tears have not yet subsided.

"Tante, Arka ain't papa, is he?" Ask Viona. He took both hands of Tami. Grasping it so tightly.

Tami shook her head loudly, "Arka gakpapa kok dear."

"Why does Auntie cry? Even Auntie's crying."

Bismillah, the lafadz that came out of Tami's mouth just now. If you keep quiet, everything will not be finished.

Tami breathed in the air deeply. Exhaling it violently, "There's something Aunt wants to talk to you about. Important, very important." Tami said after a long time.

"Can. What'sthat?" Viona asked enthusiastically.

"Tante is your Mother" three words that make Viona sculpt and laugh out loud.

"Aunty funny. Is it April's mop?" Viona glanced at the calendar imprinted in front of her. See if it's April Fool's or not.

"No. Aunty wants to learn to be a comedian?"

Silence, no one answered. Especially laugh. Only Tami's sobs were heard. Makes Viona feel weird.

"Auntie can explain everything to you. That's obvious. You have to believe that Tami is your real mother."

Viona got up from her seat. He shook his head as he walked back, "Lies. Viona's mother is dead! Not Aunt Tami!" Viona started screaming in frustration when she saw the seriousness in the face of everything.

"Here," Uncle Viona handed me a paper. More precisely, the DNA test results Tami and Viona.

"That's the result of your DNA test and Tami's a while ago. Your blood is the same" Uncle Viona explained.

"lik! You guys what the hell?! Want to make a suprise event? There are no birthdays here," Viona still denies it. Everything was completely unreasonable and hard for Viona to accept.

"Vion. The mother who has taken care of you all this time is not your birth mother. Your real mother is Tami. Trust me, Tami is your real mother. He has a lot of stories to tell you. Sit down and listen to what that story is."

Viona blocked her hair. It's getting frustrating. Trying not to believe. But his little heart seemed to say that everything was true. Maybe the bond between Mother and Son.

The salt water in Viona's eyes that rarely came out suddenly blushed, "You're lying! My biological mother is dead! Not Tami, not him!" Viona pointed at Tami. Tami's tears grew heavier as she watched Viona cry--plus Viona pointing at her.

Tami got up from her seat. Trying to grab Viona's hand. The fairy he left behind as a child.

"Fuckin' woman!" Viona pushes Tami's body as tight as possible. The old woman fell to the floor. Then Viona ran towards her room.

His soul thrashed and said that he did not believe. However, it cannot be denied. The heart in Viona believes and says yes. He slapped his cheek as hard as he could and woke up from a dream. But Viona was afraid of feeling a deep pain.

"THOSE LIARS! MY MOTHER IS DEAD! MY MOM'S NOT TAMI!"

Viona leaned her body against the door of her room. Sitting holding his finger. He screamed as much as possible. The eyes that were usually always cheerful were now crying mercilessly. Hearing the harsh reality that had never been imagined in his previous life.

Viona felt this was all too weird. Why could an old woman suddenly claim to be Viona. The woman was Tami. The mother of the man Viona loves.

"Son, open the door, baby!" Tami banged on Viona's bedroom door.

"It's Mamah. Mama knows you might not believe it. But Mamah has a certain reason that will make you believe."

"LIED! TAMI'S LIAR! TAMI'S NOT VIONA'S MOTHER. VIONA'S MOTHER IS DEAD!"

"For now, give Viona a moment. Let him think clearly first. It must not be easy for him to accept this reality. But for sure, one day Viona will definitely believe everything."

"GO! CRAZY TAMI! CRAZY ARMAN!" Shouted Viona from inside there.

****

"Where are the gini giny malls really going?" Jayur asked while smoking a cigarette flanked by his two fingers.

He shook his head to see the appearance of Arka that was so neat. Like a young man. There was no visible aura of his fathers.

Arka grinned the horse while resting her hair in front of the mirror, "Ngapel," he said coldly and sprayed her Cassablanca perfume. Perfume that has always been Sekar's favorite scent all this time.

"Well, nagging anyway. Remember the sin of Ka!" Shouted Jayur who immediately got a pillow hit from Arka.

"Have not dated for years. This is the time" said Arka while raising her eyebrows.

"But suck you! Eat open your eyes! Girlfriend Sekar before I was dating her. Why should I use apples all the time? Why don't you take her home?"

Arka pulled the chair in front of her desk. He put his ass there. His eyes looked into Jayur's eyes.

"So it's been brought here or home. But Sekar refused. I have a bad feeling. I don't think Sekar can take me for granted. And I will fight to take his heart. Made him hug me without having to force me" said Arka.

"Ready. If the attempt fails to tell you yes," said Jayur while raising his eyebrows.

Arka had arrived at Sekar's house with his white Jazz car. Many times Arka recited Bismillah. His heart was pounding. Arka feels nervous. Arka felt like this was her first meeting with a beautiful girl named Sekar.

But it's natural. Call it their first date. For years they were married. Never once dated like this. So, this is the first time for Sekar and Arka.

"Assalamualai--- O God the angel," Arka stopped his speech. Mouth gaping. His eyes were wide open as he saw Sekar coming out of the house wearing a white dress. A face with make up. Not striking but adds a beautiful impression of Sekar's face. And lastly, a big earring shaped love. Perfect. The girl was like an angel who had just jumped from the heaven.

Damnit. Arka does not carry inhalers. Now his breath is suddenly tight.

"Waalaikumsalam," said Sekar while holding the bottom of his dress.

Arka was wearing a casual suit. And Sekar, she's wearing a dress. Because tonight the two are planning to attend the wedding of Arka's office friend which is celebrated in one of the hotels near Arka's house.

"Mass?" Call Sekar when Arka gawks without blinking her eyes and continues to stare at Sekar.

"Hello, Mum?" Sekar waved his hand in front of Arka's face. Occasionally snap his fingers. But Arka was still unconscious.

"MAS ARKA!" yell out loud because Arka did not crush him.

"YES DARLING! .... Uh mean. anu-eum. Ja. Uh, what was that?" Arka scratched her non-itchy nape after rubbing her eyes and puffing her lips.

"What kind of Arka Mas? How bengong?" Ask Sekar plain.

Should Arka praise her tonight?

"You are beautiful" said Arka unconsciously. Because it is difficult to deny that this night Sekar looks charming. Not just Arka. Men like Arman would be tempted by it.

"really? Mas Arka embarrassed well I look like this? This is a suggestion from Ms. Anisa. He said if he wants to go to the condition it must be like this clothes. Kar-"

"I like it" said Sekar cut off by Arka. Not just because Arka said. But also because Arka peeped Sekar's forehead. It surprised the girl.

"Come," Arka grabbed Sekar's hand so he could hold and walk together.

"I'm not a child" Sekar said as he tried to release his hand.

"Gakpa. Fear of demons taking you. You are beautiful" said Arka while opening the car door for Sekar.

"Later at the party do not spread the charm, yes" Arka has been swung from now on. He was afraid that He would be glimpsed by others.

Arka can't focus on driving. His attention was always diverted to Sekar who was beside him. It's really fascinating tonight.

"Wide the charm how?" Ask Sekar plain.

"Yes that means do not get close to the man," said Arka with a little ketus. Now that's a plain miss. So occasionally if you want to remind yourself must be in an outspoken way.

Scorching mangut-mangut, "OK." His word.

This Neneng Sekar is difficult at the OTW time.

How's it? very bidadarable, right?