The Crown that Be snatched

Exchange stories

"Anna's father is dead, Mas Rama" Safia said.

"So it's true what Anna said? if his father is dead?" Rama looked at Safia.

Safia nodded. "Yes." Yeah."

"When did you marry until you had a child as big as Anna? did you marry me to the village? you should have called your father to be your marriage guardian."

"I just married Siri to that guy. So I just use the judge. Because of my circumstances that do not allow me to go home and call father. Because of my marriage at that time, it was also Mas's impromptu," Safia lied.

Rama was confused when he heard Safia's words. Rama did not believe Safia's words.

"Since I ran away from home, I met a man who was very nice to me. He wants to marry me. And at that time we were just a serial marriage. And the plan at that time, we will go home to get married officially. But my husband died when Anna was a month in my stomach."

"Why did your husband die?" asked Rama who was still curious about the story of Safia.

"My husband's traffic accident. And he died at the scene.

Mangosteen rama. He seems to be starting to believe Safia's lies.

Hopefully Mas Rama will believe and not ask anything more about his biological father Anna, inner Safia.

A drop of Safia's tears flowed from her eyelids and soaked her cheeks. He then wiped his tears and looked back at Rama.

"Kok I'm so confiding yes. Sorry, ma'am" Safia said.

Rama smiled.

"It's okay. Talk to me if you want to confide. I'm ready to be a good listener for you."

"Oh yes Mas. What do you want to drink? let me make you a drink, will I?"

"No need for Safia. I just want to take a second. Oh yea. Where's Anna going? don't let him play all the way Safia" said Rama

"No, no. He never plays far."

"I'm sad Safia. If you see your child selling newspapers in the middle of the road. I'm concerned about Anna's life. You know, if I really love your son. Moreover, he is an orphan who still needs the love of a father."

"If I didn't know about it, I didn't know Mas Rama. Actually I never even ngizininin Anna for newspaper sales. Maybe it was Anna's own initiative to help me make money. Because I was in trouble for money. If I had known Anna was selling newspapers, I probably wouldn't have found her."

Safia was surprised when suddenly Rama shifted his sitting position. He approached Safia and sat right by Safia's side. Rama then grabbed Safia's hand and held it tightly.

"Safia, let me get close to Anna again. I already consider your son like my own son. Poor Anna Safia. Let me help you and your son."

Safia releases Rama's hand.

"Mas, you now have a wife and children. You focus on them. I don't want to get close to a married man. Because I don't want any misunderstanding between me and your wife."

"I just want to be close to Anna Safia. There will be no misunderstanding."

"Just like Mas. Moreover, I know how your wife behaves. Looks like your wife likes to demean poor people like me."

Rama breathed deeply.

"Actually I am tired of facing my wife Safia's attitude" said Rama.

Safia looked at Rama. "Tired?"

"If you don't like your wife, why would you marry her."

"The story is long Safia. I married her, because I was betrothed by her father Vika my wife."

"Where do you know your wife's father from? tanya Safia was curious.

"Actually when I came to Jakarta, I wanted to find you and all I wanted to find a job. But what happened. When I was looking for work, Vika hit me until I was in a coma" explained Rama.

Safia was shocked when she heard Rama's words.

"Have you ever been in an accident and been in a coma?" asked Safia who still did not believe.

"Yes Safia. And Vika who put me in a coma and couldn't walk."

"Continue. What happened after that?" Safia was still curious to hear the story of Rama.

"What happened after that, Vika's parents took responsibility and they took me to their house. The Vika family wants to take care of me and treat me until I recover. Until I can walk back, and until my broken face returns to normal" continued Rama.

"Oh... Is it that bad?"

"Yes Safia. I almost died that time. Thankfully, God still wants me to live."

"Oh..." Safia pursed her lips to form the letter O.

"As I recovered, Mr. Angga Vika's father, hired me in his office. And long ago, Mr. Angga asked me to marry his son. And when I married Vika, there was no love at all Safia. Because at that time I still loved your mother very much."

"Mas, why are you divorced from Ms. Shakira. It must be because of the events of that night."

"I don't really want to get divorced from Shakira. I was still in love with him at the time. But he doesn't want to forgive me. She even filed for divorce from me Safia."

"So now you can forget about Sister Shakira and love Vika? or do you still love my mother?" ask Safia.

Rama smiled.

"I don't know who the woman is in my heart. I've forgotten my memories with your mother. I've started to love Vika, too. But somehow that feeling these days has started to disappear in my heart. I'm getting uncomfortable with Vika."

"Oh yes Mas. He said you know that my father and mother are in Jakarta. How did you know about that? where have you seen my mother's father?" ask Safia.

"I never really saw them. I only heard from your mother, if now your parents are here."

"Oh yeah? where did you meet with Shakira's mother?"

"Shakira now works at my house."

Safia was shocked to hear Rama's words.

"What! Ma'am Shakira works at your house? then how's your wife? does she know that my mother is your ex-wife?"

Rama smiled.

"It's not Safia. My wife is jealous. If I tell him who Shakira is, Vika can fight with Shakira."

"The world is so narrow. How can I work at her ex-husband's house?"

"Well, that's Safia. My wife brought your mother home. He doesn't know that your mother is my ex."