Paid's Son-in-law

68. Who's the lady?

After tidying up his appearance, Hajar came out of the secret room of Chandra's study. From earlier, Hajar resisted the desire to hug his son, now he was impatient.

"Wait!"

The voice stopped Hajar's steps. Hajar turned towards Chandra who had just walked out of the dugout.

"Who are you really?" tanya Chandra stared at Hajar's face intensely. The woman was so good at pampering him, Chandra felt like he had felt that touch before.

"Of course I am Hajar Nataya Callista Isti" replied Hajar.

"I mean, have we met before?" ask Chandra again.

"Did I remind Mr. Chandra of someone?" ask Hajar again.

"I think so, but I don't remember it" Chandra replied with a frown. He seemed to know Hajar's face, but who?, where?.

Hajar reviewed his smile, "try to remember" he said.

Chandra bit her lower lip, and her forehead shriveled even more. Chandra cannot remember it. Even his head hurts.

"Sir Chandra was good" Hajar immediately approached Chandra and led him to sit down to the man's greatness.

"I was in an accident, my memory doctor said was problematic" Chandra said.

"If you can't remember me, don't force it." Hajar was so sorry to see her husband.

Chandra was silent and enjoying the pain in his head. For three years now, there was nothing to make his memory come back.

Hajar also massaged Chandra's head, thinking he could feel the pain in her husband's head. Not feeling his tears dripping just like that, involuntarily sobbing and peeping at the tip of the man's head.

"Why are you crying?" wonder Chandra. Wasn't that woman just so naughty, why suddenly turned into a crybaby?.

Hajar shook his head, then ran out of Chandra's room, into Bryan and Naomi's room.

"Haw!" reprimand Naomi" What happened?" tanyanya.

Hajar shook his head and continued to sob. Nothing happened except in that room. Hajar just can't stem his longing and love of seeing Chandra. Amel and Mrs Belinda themselves.

"Where's my son?"Hajar ran towards the boy who was playing by himself the corner of the room. Caught the boy and immediately showered his face with a kiss.

Three years of Hajar waiting, then he could hug his son directly.

"Sorry dear Mama" sobs Hajar. If only he had the strength, Hajar would not let Lady Belinda take his son. Hajar will search for his son and Chandra to the ends of the world though.

The boy also cried, shocked by the treatment of the woman who hugged him. What's more seeing the woman is not a person he knows, the child is scared.

"Don't cry baby, it's Mama Nak" said Hajar rubbing the toddler's back.

"Mama! Mama!" the boy's cry instead.

My mom hasn't been home for a week on vacation. The boy must have missed his mother, Amel.

"Calix has called Aunt Amel's mom. Look for a different call for you" Naomi said. The mother the boy called was Amel.

Hajar wiped away his tears, stiffened his jaw. Anxious with Amel who took his place.

"It's momy dear" said Hajar wipe away the toddler's tears.

"Momy?" ask the toddler.

"Yes, Momy. Come with Mommy, will you?" ask Hajar gently.

"Where?" the boy asked again, putting his eyes on Hajar's face.

It turned out that his son was very smart, although he was only three years old, but his speech was clear and not slurred.

"Buy toys, will you?"

The boy immediately nodded with a smile, very similar to his Papa.

"Naomi, I want to spend time with my son. Can you help me?" ask Naomi.

"Yes, I'll take you to Mama Caroline's apartment. You can rest there with your son. Aunt Amel is no more. Usually Papa lets Calix stay there." Naomi stepped out of her study and Bryan. Directly followed by Hajar carrying his son in his arms.

"Don't ask Om Chandra's permission?" tanya Hajar sees Naomi taking them towards the elevator.

"So I asked her permission" Naomi replied. Without Hajar asking, he already knows what his best friend wants.

Arriving at the parking lot, Naomi opens the front passenger door for Hajar, and closes it again after Hajar enters. Then come in and sit in the steering chair.

"Om Chandra doesn't remember me at all" Hajar said. Naomi who had started to drive her vehicle looked at her for a while.

"But you're making Papa flirt?" naomi.

"Hopefully I'll get pregnant again" Hajar commented on her smile, recalling the heat of her game with Chabdra earlier.

"Hopefully" Naomi replied with a smile.

"Thank you for helping me this whole time" Hajar turned briefly to Naomi's face from the side.

"For the sake of my sister" replied Naomi.

Hajar rubbed the young man sitting on his lap, then kissed the tip of his head.

"It was fitting that he didn't like his Grandma when she was in the womb. It turned out that his grandmother wanted to separate us" Hajar said again.

"Our fate is the same. But it's more tragic for me. Calix is still in Papa's custody. As for me, Tente Amel."

"And I'm in Mama Misra's foster care. I also did not know my biological parents until I married Om Chandra" Hajar urged.

"But yes, it's all over" Naomi urged as well.

They had arrived at the apartment, Hajar brought the boy in his arms into the room. Lying their bodies on the mattress, looking at the face of the sleeping boy while rubbing his head.

"Hajar, have you arrived?."

Hajar immediately directed his gaze towards Caroline who had just entered the room. Hajar sat his body, warmly welcoming the embrace that he had considered Mother all this time.

"Mother Kangen is so much with you" Caroline said. After three years of continuing his education outside Negri, Hajar has just returned home today.

"Hajar also misses Mother" Hajar also cried.

Caroline took off their embrace, then wiped away Hajar's tears. Caroline smiled looking at Hajar's mature face, looking more beautiful.

"You're getting pretty" she said.

Hajar commented on her smile, and directed her gaze toward the toddler sleeping beside her." If I wasn't pretty, I wouldn't have a baby this handsome."Hajar gently rubbed Calix's head.

"The white is similar to you" Caroline continued.

"Thank God she doesn't look like Grandma" Hajar added, upset to remember her mother-in-law.

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Chandra left Hajar in his room. Still sitting down, not doing anything from earlier. His brain is still trying to remember who the beautiful woman who gave him pleasure just earlier.

But every time he tried to remember it, his head hurt. His heart ached, felt a heavy longing but did not know who?.

Who is that woman?,

I don't know how many times Chandra's asked that question to his heart. But Chandra couldn't answer it at all.

Chandra commented on her smile, it seemed like she was attracted to the beautiful woman.

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