Pakpol was my first love

Poetry for Mom

If Reza and Intan are happy waiting for the presence of their children, different from Mr. Pol and Airin. I don't feel like time passes so quickly. Now it has been two months they have undergone a household bath. However, there was little that changed on Erland's attitude.

"Mas, what time will I be home? I'm afraid I'll cook, but you won't eat at home" Airin said as he filled the man's breakfast plate.

"Later I'll tell you," Erland replied flatly. Indeed, these few days there are many cases that he is handling, maybe that's what makes his attitude a little ignored.

"Just get up first." Erland immediately moved from her seat.

"Yes, be careful." Airin shone on her husband's hand.

"Daddy, come to my school later, because there will be a poetry reading competition. I want Daddy and Mama to hear my poem" Zherin pinta told Daddy.

"What a need? There is a Mama, my dear. Today Daddy has a lot of tasks," explained Erland asked for his daughter's understanding.

"For this time alone, Dadd, it's my important event" he asked with great hope.

"Ah, okay. Daddy will try to do it."

"Correct? Daddy didn't lie, did he?" zherin asked still not believing.

"Really, Honey. Yasudah, now Daddy go first." Erland is leaving.

This afternoon Airin had arrived first to accompany his daughter, providing encouragement and support.

"Ma, where's Daddy? why haven't you come yet?" tanya Zherin looked worried. Because soon he will perform.

"Prophey, honey, maybe Daddy's coming soon. Now you focus on the exercise first, so that later the time to appear has been memorized out of the head," said Airin encouraging.

"All right." The little boy who almost turned six years old was back in focus on memorizing the poem he wanted to read.

Not long after Airin was still focused on teaching Zherin, Erland's voice greeted his daughter. Airin turned to look for the origin of the sound. Instantly he was stunned when he saw Erland walking hand in hand with Nindi.

"Daddy, Mommy!" call Zhe with a smile.

"Hello, honey, do you have the poem?" asked Nindi while hugging her daughter.

"Already, Momm," Zhe answered still with a happy smile, as both her parents were present to lend support.

Erland looked at Airin who was just silent. Of course the woman had no right to forbid Nindi from seeing her daughter, but Erland should have given her the news so she wouldn't have to attend the event, as they were already complete.

Nindi also looked at Airin with a smile. I don't know what that smile means. And he was also inexhaustible, why could Erland come along with Nindi? Didn't he say he didn't want to see his ex-wife again?

Not long after heard the call of the host calling the name of Zherin. And the little girl immediately went up on stage.

"Let's get some spirit, baby!" erland and Nindi said.

"Ma, Do'ain me yes, so I can win," said Zherin approached Airin.

"Sure, honey, Mama will always pray for the best. You must be excited, remember what you told me, " whispered Airin and was replied with a nod by the boy.

Zherin received the mic given by the host, then whispered to his valet who accompanied his students on stage. It seemed like something the woman had given Zherin.

"Thank you to Miss Ine, who has guided me well all this time. And thank you also for the presence of Daddy and Mommy, and also an infinite thank you to Mama Airin. Well on this occasion I will read a poem to someone I love the most," said Zherin greeting the teacher, and both parents.

Zherin opened the paper she had received from Miss Ine, her homeroom teacher.

*mama...

Thank you for your attention..

Which you have poured into my life

Warmly enveloped the sanubari...

*mama...

Your affection has made me understand that stepmom doesn't always hurt...

That stepmom doesn't always torture...

Even with a child she never gave birth to...

*mama...

Allow me to hug you...

I let go of my complaints complaining about the life story I experienced...

In the softness and touch of your caress...

*Infinite thanks to my mother, even though I was not born from her womb, however, her affection was so sincere. I Love you Mama Airin's...

PROK'S! PROK'S! PROK'S!

Everyone applauded in appreciation for the poem recited by the smart and very wise little girl.

Airin could say nothing but teardrops on both cheeks. He really did not expect that his daughter would read a poem about him. He was really so moved. Zherin loves her too.

Airin stood up to the little girl, then hugged her tightly. "Thank you, baby, thank you for the poem. Mama loves you very much, son," he said as he clutched the boy's body.

"I also love my mom so much, I'm still my mom who always loved me. Sorry if sometimes I make Mama difficult," he said with a sob.

"No, honey, you never made Mama that hard. You are Mama's daughter who is very kind and obedient," he replied in a hug.

"Thanks for your Mam, love you more..." Zherin went back into my mother's arms.

Nindi who had been feeling hot and very upset, stood up to Airin and Zherin who were still hugging.

PROK'S! PROK'S!

The woman clapped her hands in appreciation with a cynical smile staring at Airin.

"Now are you satisfied, for having taken away everything precious in my life? You took Mas Erland, and now you also took Zherin, even she is so exalting you, as if you were the woman who contributed to her life! Do you know how I struggled from starting to conceive for nine months to giving birth! Now look, he didn't even tuck me in his poem. You really are a great woman. I really never thought of it before when I accepted you to be my daughter's nanny. But now you've taken my husband and son, and you..."

"Enough! Enough Nindi! What are you talking about? Don't get everyone to think badly of Airin! What is happening right now is your own wish!" press Erland to plead.

"Do you not see that now my daughter does not recognize me as her birth mother. He has taken you and Zherin from me and he has had a bad influence on Zherin!" she was still shouting, as if Airin were evil in the eyes of all.

"No, Mama Airin never taught me a bad lesson. Mama always taught me good things, but why I prefer Mama, it's because Mama has time for me. Mommy was never there when I needed to be. Mommy always said she was busy. Mommy only thinks about Mommy herself" continued Zherin who also did not accept when the mother was blamed.

The family was really the subject of spectacle from the parents of other students as well as the teachers in the elite school. Airin felt very embarrassed, so he chose to leave his daughter's school.

"Ay, wait!" call Erland while grabbing her hand.

"Sorry, Mom, let me go home." Airin immediately left those who were still staring at him with various expressions on their respective faces.

Airin immediately stopped the passing taxi, he immediately went inside and asked to be sent home. His heart still ached when he remembered all the vile accusations made by Nindi.

Seriate....

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