Sharing Love: My Mother is a Widow

Sharing Love: My Mother is a Widow
Undecided



After Mira's condition began to improve, Nanda invited Mira to return to talk about her sir's marriage.


Mira tries to prepare her heart to hear things that will surely hurt her heart.


However, Mira cannot escape reality forever. Inevitably he should be able to deal with all of this. Because sooner or later he has to be able to make decisions for his own life.


" Ma, papa never intended to betray mama. It's really a tough decision for papa."


" Papa need not seek justification for papa's behavior."


" Mama, papa always loved mommy. Mama knows that. Papa has his own difficulties."


Nanda breathed a heavy sigh.


" What difficulty pa. You want to know why you got married?" Mira was upset.


" A year ago papa company experienced a financial crisis because there was one of papa employees who were corrupt. Desy who helps papa inject funds so that the company can still operate normally. If there's no him, the company could go bankrupt." Nanda's explanation seemed to glorify the woman so as to make Mira grow annoyed.


" Desy, so his name is Desy. Papa's been married to her for a year. Papa was very good at keeping this secret from mama until that long. And she must be beautiful, rich, educated and charming. Is that what he is ?"


" Ma, forgive papa. Papa is selfish not to tell mama, believe this for us and all papa company employees. They won't have any more jobs. What about their families?"


" My husband is a hero. Heroes all papa employees. My mom..." Mira's eyes glazed over and soon the water droplets flowed down.


" It's not like that. Mama don't be mad. Papa just wants to repay his kindness. He asked papa to marry him and it was just a serial marriage. If there wasn't him we wouldn't be able to stay in this house anymore. Isn't what I'm doing this also for mama and for Love."


" Sufficient pa, I don't want to hear anymore." Mira leaves Nanda.


" Where is your mom going?" Mira paused for a moment.


" I want to calm myself down at my parents' house. Please take good care of our son."


"Alright ma.Think about everything. Two more days, I'll pick up mom."


Tired of Mira's heart to see the reality of her life. His steps were shaky and his chest tightened. It felt like he wanted to shout as loud as possible to take off this burden.


Mira was at her mother's house. His mother was surprised to see Mira come with such circumstances. After taking Mira in, her mother asked Mira to tell her what really happened.


There was no other choice for Mira than to tell her mother what was going on with her household. After hearing Mira's story, her mother looked angry.


" Mom never thought Nanda would treat a mother's child like this. Then what are you going to do Mira?"


" I want a divorce."


" What? A divorce? " His mother was shocked by Mira's decision.


" Mira, don't make a decision too soon. Actually, I'm also angry at your husband's actions, but remember, you're not alone. There's love, what about your daughter. If it is true that you are divorced, whether you can see your daughter growing up without her father, even more so raising a child without a husband is very difficult. Please reconsider your decision to divorce."


His mother's advice is quite able to make the heart that had wanted to divorce now become worried. On the other side there is his ego and on the other side there is his daughter. The inner opposition in Mira's heart further added to her heart's pain. These tears don't stop dripping.


Two days have passed. Nanda went to pick up Mira at her mother's house. Seeing Nanda's arrival, Mira's mother smiled bitterly.


" Nanda, are you coming to pick up Mira?"


" Right mom."


"Mom, Nanda apologizes for Nanda's actions." Said Nanda somewhat trembling.


" Mom does not want and will not interfere in your household affairs. But I just reminded her, Mira also has a heart that will feel pain if you hurt. What you're doing is really disappointing and it hurts her heart."


" Nanda knew Nanda was wrong. Nanda will continue to apologize to Mira until she forgives Nanda."


" That's why Mira brought him home."


Mira came out of the room and told her mother to go home.


Along the way, Mira was silent only a thousand languages. Nanda was also silent to respect Mira's attitude. Maybe this time Mira was still angry with him. Most importantly Mira is willing to go back home with him.


Arriving home, his daughter welcomes Mira with a carefree smile.


" Mama, love miss mama." Love hugged her mother tightly as if afraid of her mother leaving her.


"Great mom's son, I'm sorry." Mira returned her daughter's embrace with a warm embrace.


" Mom don't go again ma." Saying Love slowly. Mira just nodded. Mira's tears didn't feel and Mira tried to hold her back. She didn't want her daughter to see her cry.


Nanda, who had been watching his wife and son giving up on each other, approached them with a smile.


" Love, let's play with papa. Mama just got home, let mama rest."


Love let go of his embrace.


"Well pa."


" What do you want to play?"


" Horses can ya pa?"


" Of course I can. Papa's daughter wants to be a horseman."


" Nooray..."


Mira was increasingly unable to hold back her tears seeing her husband and child playing and laughing together.They looked happy, especially the love of her daughter.


Should Mira separate father and son just for his selfishness? Take away the laughter and happiness of his daughter? Can she see her daughter crying because she misses her father?


Mira's mind went awry and almost fell to the floor as her legs suddenly went limp. It was fortunate that there was an aunt Mei who had noticed him immediately holding her master's body. Auntie then asked Mira to go to her room to rest.


Aunt Mei helps Mira lie on the bed.


" Sir..."


" I'm fine, bik, just go do aunt's work. Let me alone."


Aunt Mei is leaving. Before closing the door, she looked at Mira with a sad look.


But there was nothing he could do to alleviate the grief of his young mistress. She's just a maid.


Mira was still crying. Eyes that were once beautiful, now look swollen.