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The sound of the house bell kept ringing made Mita speed up her path.
“Iya, yes briefly ...,” shouted Mita, then after until she directly opened the door. Mita was silent when she saw the person in front of her. The face looked familiar, but Mita had forgotten the person's meeting with her.
“Halo ...” greet the middle-aged woman, while smiling sweetly at Mita.
“Oh, yes hello ...,” Mita answered him while returning that smile. “What are you doing? And you who?” mita asked out of curiosity.
“Oh! Introduce, my name is Mila ..” she reached out her hand to Mita, certainly welcomed by Mita.
“I Mita ..”
“Previous sorry if I came here to disturb your busyness .. but I yesterday because I wanted to meet with nak Mita myself.” Mila.
“With me? What's up?” mita asked while furrowing her brows.
“Ehem, as this is private. Can we talk in a more comfortable place?” ask her in a very soft voice.
Mita seemed to think for a few minutes, then agreed. Because I was curious.
“Good, let's go in first. You can say it in.” Mita said as she let the man in.
“Thanks for understanding nak Mita.”
The two women then went inside, precisely to the family room. Mita took the woman to sit on the sofa and there was baby Zay who was still watching television.
“Ah, is he your son?” ask Mila.
Mita nodded. “Iya .. he's my son,” Mita replied while hugging the baby.
Mila was silent with a smile looking at Mita and baby Zay, then she began to observe the contents of the family room. And he could see a large framed photo attached there. The photo is a wedding photo of Mita and Fadli, then there is also a small photo in the form of baby Zay is still very small.
“A very harmonious family, hopefully stay langen yes ...”
Mita smiles. “Ah, yes thank you.” Mita felt a little awkward there, because she could not be so familiar with strangers. “By the way, mom herself wants to talk about what huh? Ah sorry if I directly call you by the name of mother.”
“Haha, it's okay. I am indeed mothers, as comfortable as you just call it.”
“Thanks ...”
“Hemm, talk about your question. I will just go straight to the core.” Mila looked at Mita for a moment. “You can't remember if we've met before, we met at the minimarket before. And I also had time to call and chase your husband.”
Mita's brain immediately digested, and immediately remembered the familiar face of the woman. And it is true that they had met before but only for a short time.
“Ah yes, I remember it now.”
“Thank goodness if you remember .. I actually called your husband for a reason ... I want to reflexively call him because I haven't seen him since I was a child.”
Mita who heard that immediately frowned.
“Mother has been hitting her husband for a long time?” ask Mita.
Mila nodded answering that question. “Yes, why I am the biological mother of Fadli, your husband.” He said as he continued to stare at Mita in a fixed manner.
“I know if you are surprised to hear my words just now. I also know if you don't believe my words.”
Mita silently did not respond to the remark, she did not know what to say now. Even his son to pull his clothes, because he was silent like a statue.
“Ma ma ma ma ..”
“Ah!” mita's reflexes instantly complained about her son's head, and looked back at the middle-aged woman. “Can you prove your point just now? I honestly still don't trust your words.” Mita said with a different face.
Mila smiled hearing that. “Yes, I have proof. That's why I've prepared some old photos of me with my son ...,” he explained. Then began to reach into the contents of his bag and took out some photos in the bag. He immediately put the photo on the table right in front of Mita.
“You can see it for yourself. Hopefully with this you can trust my words.”
Mita was silent again while staring at the photo sheet, Mita can count if the photo is six sheets. Mita started taking pictures and started looking at them slowly.
And yes, Mita was again shocked by the photo. The photo of a woman holding a small baby there, the baby is so similar to Fadli's face. At a glance, one can guess if it is a photo of Fadli's baby. There is even another photo that is so very proving if the woman is really the real mother of Fadli, namely a photo of Fadli who is one year old. There's a clearer face of Fadli. Because the man had grown up and again there was a woman beside the man. What is clear is the woman who is in front of Mita now.
Mita also put the photo back on the table with a slightly pale face, because it was made shocked for the umpteenth time.
“Do you trust me?” mila asked still in a soft voice.
Mita held her body back and looked at the middle-aged woman. Then his head was a sign that he believed the woman's words. Makes the woman smile to see it.
“But why did you come to me? And only now you come after so long.”
Mila seemed to change the look on her face, into a sad look.
“There's a reason and I haven't been able to tell nak Mita. I'll say it if we meet again later, because I can't stay here for long. I came here and met with Nak Mita because I want to ask for help to nak Mita myself.” Evidently.
“Help?” Mita looked confused.
“Yes, I want to ask for help to nak Mita related to my own son Fadli. Will Mita help me?”
Mita was silent again, looking hesitant when thinking.
“I know if nak Mita looks doubtful to me, I will give time to nak Mita to think about it. Nak Mita can contact me through my personal number.” Mila then gave her card to Mita.
The middle-aged woman also stood up from her seat. “Thank you for the time nak Mita, as I said just now. I can't stay here long. Because I still have business out there. I hope son Mita can think about it carefully and want to help this old woman.”
Mita stood up from her seat. “I will think about it well.”
Mila smile. “Alright, then I say goodbye now. May the day of Nak Mita always be happy ..”
“Ah, I will take you to the front–”
“Aha, no need to bother. I've been too troublesome son Mita, so I'll go out alone, son Mita no need to drive me. Then I say goodbye...”.
“Ya, be careful on the path of mother Mila.”
Mita looked at the back of the woman who had moved away then disappeared from her sight. Mita sat there again, then thought about the words of the woman who had disturbed the contents of her mind at this time.
“Do I talk to Fadli first? Related to his birth mother, because Fadli never spoke about his mother at all since long ago. Did he forget his birth mother?” mita looked to think.
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