
Maybe it was because of seeing me hesitating to step inside the house, so Mas Haris immediately pulled my hand and held it.
But really, this kind of treatment actually scared me even more. I think I need to re-create the distance between the two of us. I don't want to see bad in the eyes of both parents.
"Mas, don't be like this, I don't feel good about your parents."
"Alright," replied Mas Haris obediently, directly agreeing to release this hand grip. Mas Haris definitely didn't want us to get into a fight on this happy day, the day Alena finally came home.
At that time the main door of this house was not closed, so after saying our greetings we all immediately entered the house. Alena was in her Papa's arms.
Mother immediately came to welcome, "Masyaallah, Alhamdulillah Alena, finally you come home dear," said Mother thankfully, she slightly ran to us in the room.
Behind my mother I saw Farah's mother and Emran's father following, as we looked at each other before I decided to bow.
Oh my God, why is it like this.
A heart situation that I cannot control, fear and anxiety.
"That the Princess should not cry, I have come home" said Alena, now the boy has moved to the mother's arms.
"Dear, you won't cry anymore. Mbah will actually introduce Alena to Alena's new grandmother and grandfather," explained Mother, although she did not see it but I can feel that mother is as strong as possible to hold back the cry of haru, then wipe away the tears that came out.
"This is Grandma Farah and this is Emran's grandfather, he is both parents of papa Haris," explained the mother again, her voice more joyful when explaining this.
"True Alena dear, this is Grandma and Grandpa," explained Bu Farah anyway, her voice was very soft, but it made my heart rustle in pain.
"Can grandma hug you, baby?" please Farah's mother to Alena, and I finally ventured to raise my face.
Alena stared back at me asking for permission, so I nodded to answer.
"Well, I can" said Alena with a crisp sounding voice.
When Alena was in the arms and arms of Farah's mother, Mr. Emran then hugged both. They cry to create a strong atmosphere in this house.
Farah's mother's tears even sounded bitter, repeatedly apologizing to Alena for only being able to meet now.
"Mas" I called Mas Haris, I knew Farah's mother and Mr. Emran were very sad, but still we had to pay attention to Alena's condition. Sadness that is too like this can interfere emotionally.
Luckily Mas Haris understood right away without me explaining anything.
"Ma, Pa, yes, yes" said Mas Haris, he took Alena back to carry her. "Let's all sit down," Mas Haris asked later. Farah's mother immediately nodded in agreement, her cry was still as much as it was. I'm even like a stranger there, all eyes are on Alena.
"Why didn't you tell me that Farah's mom and Emran's in this house?" whispered to mom.
"It's actually not the first time they've come, Nin. They have often come here," answered the mother, and she whispered.
"Why didn't you ever tell me?"
"Because you never asked."