
Bu Gita looked at his newly arrived son. A year later he did not see his son's face, only communicating via message and occasionally calling. Bu Gita knew that bian was injured at that time, so he wanted to give his own time to his son.
But what he saw this time caused a pain in his heart. Bian looked thinner with an untidy appearance. He who was usually famous for being very concerned with appearance now looked shabby, although his good looks aura was still clearly visible.
"Welcome back son" welcome Ms. Gita while hugging her son.
Bian kissed his mother's hand and hugged the woman.
"Where's the trip, right?" bu Gita asked as she rubbed her son's arm and brought him into the family room.
"Alhamdulillah ma, smoothly" replied bian briefly.
"How's mama? healthy?" ask bian.
"Alhamdulillah son, mama is healthy" replied Ms. Gita.
"I took a bath first mah" bian said goodbye and passed from the view of his mother.
Bu Gita felt a lot of change in her. His son who used to be cheerful and liven up the atmosphere is now more silent.
"I'm sorry mama son" muttered Bu gita who saw bian's back slowly drifting away and missing behind the door.
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Bian entered his room.
This room again reminds her of the memory of shira. The decor of this room has not changed much.
Bian rubbed his face rough to remove all the turmoil. He pulled out his phone, glanced at the face and rushed into the bathroom.
Finished cleaning himself, bian went back down to meet his mother for dinner.
"Well, is everything all right? why was I asked to come back here?" ask bian.
"Finish the meal first yes, it's over there anyone wants to talk about" replied his mother.
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Bian slumped on the floor when he heard what his mother had just said.
The fact that shira is the wrong target for her revenge, the suffering of shira from small due to the actions of her adoptive family, to the growing suffering after the failure of her marriage with bian.
"He's not the son of the killer, even he was often tortured by his family, just used as a money-making tool".
It should protect the fragile shira instead of destroying it.
Bian recalled at the beginning of his meeting with shira on campus, the girl's face was bruised like a punch mark, but bian did not care about her at all.
Bian squeezed his own fingers unable to imagine what kind of suffering shira received for bian's actions. Suffering that Shira shouldn't deserve.
Bu Gita still sobbed in front of the bian, from earlier his tears did not stop flowing when telling all the facts about shira.
Not all was told, bian who looked broken and crying made Bu gita refrain from telling the facts further. Shira's pregnancy is still unknown.
"Show me shira's address now mah, I have to meet her, I have to apologize to her" said Bian in a voice trembling with anger.
"It's night, son" Bu Gita tried to hold bian.
"I can't wait for mah, enough time for me to part from shira, I'll do everything myself from now on, mama doesn't need to interfere anymore" the tone bian sounded bitter.