Sincerity Heart of Ailee

Take care and Love Your Son

The housekeeper was still faithfully standing, waiting for an answer from his young master. "Sorry, Young Master. What should I tell your guests?"

Gilang was still silent. It seemed that the young man was not at all interested in seeing who his guest was. Knowing the grandson did not respond to the housekeeper's questions, the oma spoke up.

"Alright, we'll be out soon," the oma and the housekeeper immediately passed from there after bowing respectfully to everyone.

"Ge, let's get out!" invite the oma who has gone. The other family had already stood up, wanting to help determine who was looking for Gilang, including Ailee.

"Ge lazy Oma. Uda, just let him. You don't have to go out!" ban Gilang.

Ailee then sat back down. Patting gently the thigh of the husband while staring at the netra of her husband. "Mas, get out first, yuk and we make sure who is looking for Mas," Ailee gently asked.

Gilang took a long breath. To be honest, he was very lazy to meet a guest that he thought was a woman who had left the family for the sake of another man. Only, the handsome young man could never refuse his wife's request.

"Okay, honey, we're out. But if the person who is looking for me is really that woman, please don't force me to accept it," please Gilang and Ailee nodded, agreeing.

The oma and the other family who saw the way Ailee persuaded Gilang, smiled. They were happy because Gilang found a companion who could understand the young man completely. They all then immediately came out, with Gilang walking the very back accompanied by Ailee.

Along the way to the courtyard, Ailee continued to clasp the sweaty hands of her husband. It seemed, Gilang was uncomfortable with the presence of a woman who was not yet known for certain, who was he? Only, Gilang's guess was so strong that the woman must have been his mother.

Upon arrival in the courtyard, they all stared after seeing a woman in simple clothes and her body was extremely thin. The middle-aged woman looked older than her actual age. His teary net looked at his extended family one by one.

The lips of the woman who was none other than the biological mother Gilang shook, about to mention a name when her net caught the face of the son. However, he immediately paused when he saw the flash of anger in Silang's netra. The woman whose noble face was wrinkled then lowered her head.

"Irna, is that you?" Budhe Ris approached the woman believed to be his younger brother. Erlan's mother could not hold back the tears that then glided freely, seeing her biological sister who looked older than herself.

Budhe Ris then hugged the frail woman. Replied by his mother Gilang with a sob. "I'm sorry, Ma'am," he said with sobs.

All were moved to see the meeting of brothers who had separated a dozen years, including Ailee who did not know the mother-in-law. However, not so with Gilang who still holds anger at the mother. While Erlan and Grandma Amira who had been together with Gilang were acting ordinary.

Budhe Ris let go of his embrace. "Why are you like this, brother?" tanyanya while scanning the old face of the sister.

"I've been sick, Ma'am, since Frans died a year ago. Viona didn't care about me and instead kicked me out of the house. I was a vagrant there. Wants to go home but can't." Slowly Mama Irna said and then came back crying remembering her life journey.

"Luckily, there was a nice guy yesterday who helped me and then bought me a plane ticket. He also gave me money for the ride home" he continued, wiping away tears.

Hearing the story of the sad brother who used to be so proud to leave the family for the sake of the Caucasian man he loved, but it turns out that the daughter of the man who had been cared for by Mama Irna even wasted it, makes Budhe Ris hug his sister again.

"There's always wisdom behind everything, Irna, and now you know, right, that blood is thicker than water?" budhe Ris said, gently. "You left your child who needed attention for the sake of caring for someone else's child and now, the child you foster even threw you away" he continued, which was so in the heart of Mama Irna.

Mama Irna nodded, agreeing with her sister's words. "Yes, Mother. I'm very sorry, but my regret is really too late because it looks like Ge is still very angry with me, Ma'am," he said slowly, glancing at Gilang.

Erlan's mother patted his sister's arm and stopped the chatter. Budhe Ris then gave the others a chance to greet Mama Irna. Erlan also experienced the tant, but only just that. The young man also felt how disappointed and sad Gilang when Mama Irna left.

Same with the oma. The old woman also greeted her ex-daughter-in-law, but without expression. Grandma Amira tried not to hold a grudge although still not able to menikhlaskan because Mama Irna has made the son died and her favorite grandson hurt his inner.

"Ma, I'm sorry Irna" she said, resting at the feet of her former mother-in-law after they shook hands. His mother Gilang was back crying sobbing while hugging Grandma Amira's knee.

"Wake up Irna, don't be like this." Grandma Amira helps her mother Gilang to rise.

Seeing all that, Gilang threw away his face. To him, this was all nothing more than a drama done by the woman he used to call mama. Gilang did not feel at all moved to hear the story of Mama Irna, let alone sympathize with the suffering experienced by her mother.

Ailee, who was aware of her husband's attitude, then hugged her husband's arm. Ailee looked up, looking at her husband's face with a smile. The beautiful woman then tiptoed and whispered something in Gilang's ear.

"Can you not salim the same mother? It's nothing, Mom, he's the guest in this house, huh? If Mas positions Ai as the queen in Mas's heart and also the queen in our house, that means Ai is the host, right? And Ai wants to be a good host, which is to welcome every guest who comes with both hands open."

Gilang took a long breath. His wife always had a way of breaking his heart. Gilang then looked at Ailee. "May, but please .. don't force me," replied and pinta Gilang as he stared into the wife's netra.

Ailee who can catch there is still a wound there, nodding. He promised himself that he would not force Gilang to accept his mother's presence. Only, Ailee will try slowly to unite the two scattered flesh because of a mistake in the past.

Ailee was sure, in the depths of her husband's heart, there was still affection for her mother. He alone who had never been considered from birth, still had a little empathy for his father and his two brothers. Moreover, Gilang had felt the affection of his mother for a long time, surely still stored the beautiful moment there.

"Thank you, Mum. Ai grew more affectionate, deh, same Mas," whispered Ailee and, ignoring her embarrassment, Gilang's young wife then kissed her husband's cheek.

Smiling smile dikulum. All the families who saw the incident also smiled. While Erlan, clucking. "Exhibit, continue!" he screamed, pretending to be upset.

His mother Gilang who ventured looked towards the son, smiled faintly. Although Mama Irna did not know who the young woman was, but she could guess that the hijab-wearing woman must be a special woman for the son. 'Is she your wife, Ge? Beautiful and seems to love you very much.'

"Mas, Ai can do anything right, in Ai's own house? Except for forcing Mas to accept that mother?" whispered Ailee asked once more, before approaching her mother Gilang and being nodding her head back by her husband.

Ailee then approached Mama Irna. "Assalamu'alaikum, Mama. Meet, Ma. I'm Ailee, Mas Gilang's wife," he said introducing himself and then greeting Mama Irna and kissing the back of the skinny woman's hand with reverence.

Seeing how polite Gilang's wife towards him, Mama Irna came back crying and then hugged Ailee. "Thank you very much, son, you want to accept mama" said Mama Irna between tears.

After a long time hugging Ailee, Gilang's mother then held both hands of her daughter-in-law. "Son, please take care and love your son, yes," his message as if to go back away.

"Where is Mama going? Don't you want to take care of Mas Gilang?"

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