She's my husband, brother!

CHAPTERS 15. SORRY

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The roar of Aris motorcycle engine sounds up to Melati's ears. Incidentally that afternoon jasmine was practicing honing her skills swiping her violin.

Melati was on the balcony in front of her room, while enjoying the cool air in the afternoon. From above Melati notices Dona getting off Aris' motorcycle. Aris who happened to see Melati directly waved one of her hands, greeting Melati. Melati only replied with a nod.

Dona also saw Melati, she stared in silence. Finally, Dona entered the house after Aris left.

Dona went straight into his room. For a moment he laid his body on his bed, then closed his eyes. Maybe because he felt a very tired body he finally fell asleep without having time to change the clothes he wore.

Without feeling the clock passed, showing 7 o'clock exactly. Mama Melati felt something strange with the attitude of her two daughters. Until dinner time, the two had not yet appeared.

While preparing dinner with Mbok Suti, occasionally Mama Melati turned her head towards the stairs that lead to the top floor.

Mbok Suti turned out to pay attention to the Queen Mother and said, “You want me to call Non Dona and Non Melati, Mom?"

“Oh, don't Mbok let me just call them. Mbok please continue yes,” said Bu Hilda.

Mbok Suti also nodded while continuing to arrange the table. While Bu Hilda Suryo was already in Melati's room.

“Mel! Let's eat baby, Papa is waiting downstairs,” shouted his mother because Melati was in the bathroom.

Then it appears Melati came out of the bathroom while rubbing her hair with a small towel in her hand.

“Ih hunted, pity Papa wait tuh,” Mama said again.

“Iya Ma, ntar again Melati down,” say.

While out Mama said,” hunted you know!” Melati replied with her best smile.

Then Mama moved to Dona's room because several times on tap there was no answer, Mama immediately opened the door of her room and found Dona who was still asleep with the occasional sound of Dona calling – calling her biological mother.

“Don! Dona! Dona darling! Wake Nak! It's Mama here,” Mama said slowly while patting – pat on her left right cheek.

“Mamaaa!!” Jerit Dona, then realized then opened her eyes and saw her adoptive mother who was in front of her eyes.

“Dona, you why baby?” ask Mama with feeling was – was.

After Dona managed to calm herself, Dona immediately hugged the body of a woman who was the same age as her biological mother.

As Dona tearfully said, ”Ma, never stay in Dona huh. Dona will always be Mama's son, right?”

“Hey, here see Mama. Until whenever Dona Olivia bint Hermawan will remain a child Mama. And nothing can change that. And Mama will never leave you, too. You are the son of Mama,” stressed Bu Hilda while wiping the tears that flow on both cheeks of Dona.

“Ma, thank you for the affection that has been poured out for Dona. If at that time there were no Mama and Papa, maybe Dona was already a homeless child without both parents living on the streets,” said Dona.

“Sssstt! Until whenever Mama will always love you, no matter what happens you are still the son of Mama and Papa, also the sister of Melati. You have to remember that,” Mama said. Dona nodded too.

“Yes is now hunting bath, Mama wait below. We ate together,” added Mama.

“Iya Ma,”

Dona moved from her bed to the bathroom. Meanwhile, Bu Hilda Suryo immediately came out of Dona's room. But before exiting Bu Hilda saw a photo lying on the floor near the doormat in front of Dona's room door.

“Hmm.. is this the cause of the problem between Melati and Dona?” inner Bu Hilda. And keep it in his shirt pocket.

“Where children – children Ma,” asked Mr. Heru Kemalya.

“There, soon they will come down,” replied Bu Hilda while taking rice to her husband's plate.

Finally the one waiting came down from his room.

“Kok itself? Where is your brother? Usually also compakan,” asked Mr. Heru _ Papanya Melati.

“Tuh, the guy is nongol,” says Melati flat while taking rice to her plate.

Papa and Mama looked at each other and took turns to pay attention to the attitude of his two daughters. They were silent and did not greet each other. But Mr. Heru was still silent to let their dinner be completed first.

“Don, Mel.. nambah, this is delicious you sambal tamarind from Mbok Suti's hand. Make a bill, right Pa?” chirps Bu Hilda in between – between their meals.

But none of them answered. They stay focused with their plates – each regardless of what their Mama says. Heru looked back at the faces of his two daughters.

Bu Hilda who already understood the character of her husband and then stroked his arm, while nodding her head. Her husband understood her intentions. He nodded his head too.

After eating, they usually gather in the family room. Sometimes they watch movies together, listen to Melati play her violin, play games or just talk. But this time the atmosphere was different. Melati and Dona prefer to return to their rooms – each.

Only Mr. Heru and Bu Hilda sat in front of the TV.

Long silence each other, then Mr. Heru opened the conversation, “Ma, call them here. Papa wants to talk to them.”

“Let Mama just ask the same of them, what is it. Papa can't be emotional, remember Papa's high blood,” said Bu Hilda.

Bu Hilda got up from her seat and said, “Oh yes, Papa want to coffee?”

“Let's go Ma, Papa is still full,” replied Mr. Heru.

Bu Hilda met Dona and Melati in their room – each. Ask the reasons for those who are silent to each other. They also tell the reason with their respective versions – each.

Eventually Bu Hilda was able to draw conclusions and make a decision for both of them. Put them on the same table.

After they gathered on the balcony of the upper terrace. Ms. Hilda started the conversation, “All this is just a misunderstanding, because you guys are not communicating well. So Mama asked you two to make peace. Mama doesn't want to see each other's silence between you anymore. Hurti!” exclaim Bu Hilda.

“But Ma,” Melati's greeting was cut off when her Mama raised one of her hands.

“Mama doesn't want to hear any more excuses! Mama just asked you to make peace, do not let your Papa who intervened,” said Bu Hilda.

“Iya Ma, all this is Dona's fault. Dona is selfish. Dona shouldn't behave like this with Melati,” Dona said.

Closer to Melati Dona said, “Mel, you want to apologize Brother.”

“Everyone should not be baperan, do not like to conclude yourself without listening to others!” sahut Melati who was still upset with his brother's attitude then left Mama and his Brother.

Dona's tears rolled back down her cheeks. Bu Hilda hugged him tightly.

“Ma, it looks like Melati can't forgive Dona. She's very upset with Dona,”

“Already, you know for yourself how your sister is. He will improve on his own. Give him time yes,” said Bu Hilda, replying with a nod by Dona.

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