Seruni Rose

Heartbroken many times

"Color.... Because I'm still somebody else's wife, bang."

And Tian could no longer bear to lock the blind eyes of the Rose that had begun to glaze over. The wounds, pain, sorrow, and grief that have been accompanying the nights of the Roses, are clearly implied in their beautiful eyes.

The Seruni Rose is a fragile woman. Unfortunately, Tian was so interested in that woman. Somehow, Tian seemed to have forgotten himself.

"I know. And I realized. You are a good woman, who will not be able to cross your boundaries as the wife of the man who has hurt you. But, if the current destiny is on your side, do you still not want to accept the fortune from me. All this time you've suffered enough, then what's wrong if I just want to lighten your burden a little?" Tanya Tian then.

Roses wailed. The figure in front of him was extremely stubborn. Throwing a gaze towards her two best friends and also Vienna's aunt, Sekar seemed to have support from them. With doubt, the Rose accepted it.

"Yes bang, this. Thank you for your kindness all along." Say the Roses sincerely.

Tian's smile flashed perfectly, and Tian's smile instantly faded as his eyes caught the figure of the middle-aged woman looking at him gently. The woman stepped gracefully towards the place where the Roses would use as a food stall.

Long dress in luxury demikain with a touch of a little pearl brukat at the end of his arm. Her hair is in high bun with thin make up.

His smile was charming with thin lines that were not clearly visible. Of course, this is because the treatment in the play is expensive skin care.

"Tian." Call the woman.

"Mama?" Tian Gumam Lirih.

The rose gulped its saliva with great difficulty. How not? Many rumors circulated regarding the Tian family that was indeed blue-blooded.

Gunawan.

It is a family that is notoriously dignified, and has a high social class.

During his five months in Surabaya, never once did Rose meet the Tian family. What else is her mother.

And this, was the first time that Rose had met Tian's mother, the woman that Tian called mama.

"Fig is crying and asking to be delivered to the woman he calls Aunt Rose. Mama, how is this? Who's Rose?" Ask the woman.

The sentence slid gently from Rima's thin lips. But his gaze did not also turn from the Rose. The woman looked fixedly at Sekar who was misbehaving.

"Oh, yes ma. This is a rose." Then Tian's gaze turned to the Rose.

"And the Rose, this is my mama, her name is Rima."

"I'm a Aunt Rose."

Roses try their best to be natural. Even if Rima did not like the Roses related to Tian, the Roses would not matter. Roses know themselves enough, she is not a woman who is equal to the class family of the Gunawan family.

The rose nodded and greeted me politely. His fingers stretched out to crucify Rima with reverence.

For a moment, Rima was glued. All this time, never once had Rima's children kissed the back of her hand. Only Tian had done so until now. The other Tian brothers, had already left the custom.

Rima's left hand reflex outstretchedly rubbed the head of the Rose fondly.

"You ... beautiful." His first words to the Rose, and that, were sincere from his heart.

The rose looked up at Rima intensely.

"Thank you, Auntie."

Rose cheeks blush.

"This ... ?" Rima's eyes explored the entire room. His feet took two steps. Ignoring the three people who were looking at him strangely.

"Wine bells open?"

Vienna gasp.

"Oh no jeng, this is my nephew from Jakarta, Mawar who has a business." Answer Vienna later.

"Well, I'll go home first. Grandchildren are waiting at home." He said with a gentle smile.

Vienna smiled kindly. His face was soft and full of charisma. For a moment, Vienna's eyes looked back at the rose.

Back to look, an innocent look emanated from the eyes of the Rose.

'Good, at least this woman is more polite than the late wife of Tian'

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Far away over there, a middle-aged man appeared to be lying weakly on his bed. Infusion hoses and some other medical equipment, perfectly embedded in some parts of his body.

Herman Abdullah's.

The man looked weak with his current condition.

How not?

The healthy lifestyle that Herman applied first, is now no longer in his play since the Seruni Rose left.

His regret grew when he heard the news about Seruni's pregnancy.

Grandson, Herman craved the presence of grandchildren in his family. Unfortunately, the opportunity to have a grandchild disappeared with the passing of Seruni five months ago.

"Be-there is no ka .. bar from ... Raka, Mum?

Where se ... Rune?"

Stuttered. His breathing is a little disjointed when calling the name Seruni, due to tightness that is somehow why.

"No, sir. Just pray. May Seruni come home soon." Ratna answered softly as her fingers rubbed her husband's forehead.

"Father eat first, yeah. Let Amel bribe?"

Amel suddenly appeared with a tray filled with porridge and warm water.

"Bap.ak is not hungry. I want a seruni."

Lirih. Amel just lowered his face and sat on the edge of his father's bed. Her tears trickled as regret came back to ambush her.

"But you have to eat, first. If you do not eat, then Seruni will go home, even so sad his Runi."

Amel's revelation calms.

"But ... mr. .. ma...."

Not yet able to continue his sentence, the sound of knocking on the door was heard from outside.

"Let Amel open the door, ma'am".

Amel rose. His mother just nodded.

"Mas...Raka?" Amel Mumbled.

Raka nodded.

"I want to meet you and talk to you about something. May you please." Reveal Raka later.

With heart rustling from longing but also disappointed, Amel opened the door wide, allowing Raka to enter without a word.

Raka's steps instantly came to a halt as her phone shook in her pants pocket.

Immediately, Raka opened her phone.

A notification of incoming messages, complete with a photo and video.

Raka's eyes puffed up instantly as her netra captured a picture of her wife walking alone holding a heavy-looking grocery basket.

Seruni's left hand held onto her stomach which seemed to bulge.

"Rune .... " Guma Raka lirih, very softly resembling the whisper of the wind.

Raka's eyes glazed over. He did not expect, Rama, his best friend found the existence of Seruni.

Raka was glued to her place.

He saw a written message from Rama.

Surabayan.

It's only fitting that Raka has been down the streets of the capital, not once there is a clue Seruni's whereabouts.

"Sorry, Amel. I did not visit to see my father. I have to go to Surabaya to meet Seruni." He said as he turned away, leaving his heartbroken Amel many times.

In the past, Raka even really wanted her, but now ... Raka didn't even look at it.

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