REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS

Chapters 138.

The Edwin residence.

"Son, I can finally see you again." Hannah's mother, Rahman, embraced the son she had long missed.

 It's not that he can't get out of Ed's lair and his men, it's just Ed's sweet mouth that makes him believe that Rahman went to study and will return when he has got his dream. And somehow everything seems to fit into Ed's plan.

 Rahman hugged her mother tightly, as if afraid of being separated again. Tears that he had never let out suddenly pushed out until the waterfall tub soaked the cheeks and clothes that the mother wore.

"Mom, I miss you so much." Rahman sobbed on his mother's shoulder.

 Ms. Hannah patted Rahman's back gently and nodded her head in a nod.

"Same, Son. I miss you too, have you succeeded now? But ...." broke into a hug and scanned Rahman's appearance from top to bottom. "It seems like what the ideals have come true, son? I'm happy to see you now, not in vain for five more years I'm waiting for you."

 Rahman sighed softly, he knew must be the brain of the mother was washed by the uncle who was known to be sneaky.

"We're going home, Mom? From now on Rahman will take care of the mother," Rahman murmured forcing the corner of his lips to display a heartfelt smile to the mother whose face began to wrinkle it.

"Do you have a home, son? Where are we going?" ask Ms. Hannah.

 Rahman was stunned, he realized that he had not even been able to raise money to buy his own house. But how else, there's no way he's gonna let his mom stay in this tiger with a warm-blooded psychopath like Edwin.

 But Rahman calmly said. "No, Ma. But ... there will be a comfortable place for us to stay until later Rahman can buy our own house."

 Ms. Hannah smiled gently, then nodded and accepted the son's helping hand to get off the soft bed that for the past five years accompanied her day.

 Rahman led Ms. Hannah down the stairs, but her eyes occasionally stole the lyrics to a room whose door seemed half-opened showing two people cluttering inside.

"Son? Come on," asked Ms. Hannah when she realized Rahman had stopped at the top of the stairs.

 "Ah, yes, ma'am." Rahman rubbed the corner of his eye and again stepped down the marble staircase of Edwin's stately home.

"Where's your uncle? Let's say goodbye first, all this time he has taken care of mother well as long as you go to study to succeed like this. Everyone says he's a bad person, but in reality his way of treating his mother and wife is like serving a queen" Ms Hannah said with a big smile on her face.

 But he did not realize that now Rahman's face looks pias for the sake of hearing his words.

"What mother mean? Didn't we know how Uncle Edwin was doing?" tanya Rahman tried to convince herself that her mother was just misspeaking and misunderstood, it could be that her mother had started senile because of her age which began to twilight.

 But Ms Hannah chuckled.

"Yes, isn't durian not valued based on its skin? So are humans, right?" said Ms. Hannah sarcasm.

 They reached the ground floor, the atmosphere was quiet below but the cold wind still blew from the doors and large windows that were deliberately opened. Ms. Hannah removed her hand from Rahman's grip and began walking on her own limping down the ground floor of the house, occasionally looking into something.

"Mom, what do you want?" Rahman asked as he stepped wide and lined his mother's steps that had reached the middle of the room where beautiful decorative lights hung there.

 Ms. Hannah turned around and a sweet smile emanated on her face.

"You find your uncle, we have to say goodbye first."

"No need, Mom. I need to rest, maybe Uncle is going. .. Better we just go home now," concluded Rahman while holding back the movement of his mother who was about to step back towards a door that looked good in the corner of the room.

 But slowly Ms. Hannah brushed off Rahman's hand in her hand.

 Ms. Hannah resumed her steps, and stopped right in front of the door. Rahman could only obey and wait in his place for what his mother was actually doing there.

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 Ms. Hannah knocked on the door of the room, and it didn't take long for the beautiful carved door to open.

"Ed," said Ms. Hannah very friendly, even Rahman was surprised to hear how soft the mother talked to her uncle.

"Auntie, you look fresh today." Edwin greeted Hannah with a smile on his lips that Rahman had never seen.

 Rahman was even stunned in a place where he was shocked, especially seeing the way the uncle treated his mother so gently.

"Well, my beloved son has arrived. That means I'm going with him, right? I've been too much trouble for you, Ed." Ms. Hannah said softly with a regretful look on her old face.

"No, aunt. Who said that, I've said many times that nothing is bothered here even Amelie was happy because she had friends here, right?"

 Ms. Hannah lowered her head, her old hand raised to shrink a clear boule in the corner of her eye.

"Send my regards to your wife, sorry I couldn't bear to say goodbye to her. My heart is not that strong to see her tears," the sigh of Bu Hannah heart-wrenching, until unknowingly Rahman who heard also shed tears.

 Edwin nodded, then let Ms. Hannah step away from him.

 Rahman's heart slipped even more when he saw a thin grin on Edwin's lips that were still staring at his mother who walked limped towards him.

And without a cue Edwin ran after Bu Hannah with the thorny pendulum swinging fiercely in his hand.

"Tidddaaaakkkkkk!" rahman was surprised.

****

 Meanwhile.

"Until when do we have to be here?" sesah Alam who is not at home in a big house that is magnificent but gloomy.

 Asiyah patted her arm slowly and shook her head.

"Ikhlas if you help people" he said wisely.

"Yes, but if you stay here a long time, I will also take care of my personal needs," grumbled Nature is still not happy.

 Asiyah chose to no longer care about him and focused more on the adult woman in front of him who was unceasingly staring in admiration at his face.

"Mommy, stop looking at me like that." Asiyah was embarrassed.

 But the woman before him who was none other than Amelie raised her face with her index finger and smiled.

"Ask anything, but stay here. Near me .. my son."