
Time keeps passing. Divorce deed has been obtained. Iddah Linda's time is over. Linda is now a widow with two children.
"Lin, now I want to talk seriously with you" Dimas said as he was in Linda's rented house.
Linda looked at Dimas with a serious look.
"I want to propose to you." Dimas held Linda's hand.
"Mas, I don't feel worthy of you. I am a widow with two children. I have nothing and no one else. Is it possible that your parents would accept me?"
"You're prepared. Tonight I will introduce you to my parents."
"What's? That's too fast, Mom. I can't. I'm too scared for that. I'm afraid they won't accept me, Mom."
"You don't be pessimistic dong, Lin. I'm sure they'll accept you."
"I'm not sure, Mom."
"Lin, I beg you. You're the only one I love."
Seeing the sincerity and solemnity of Dimas, Linda finally nodded in agreement. "All right, I want to. Even if they reject me, I'll take it. I deserve to be rejected."
"You don't do that. Be sure you deserve to be happy. I'll pick you up at seven tonight. Dion and Dela to be taken care of by their neighbors."
Linda nodded in agreement. Until the specified hour, Linda was picked up and taken to Dimas' house.
When she arrived at Dimas' house, how surprised Linda was when she saw how magnificent Dimas' house was.
"Mas, is this really your house?" linda asked with a surprised look.
"Yes, I'll explain. Don't ask too many questions first. Come on, let's go inside." Dimas leads Linda into the mansion.
"Assalamualaikum," said the two at the same time.
"Getishalight." A middle-aged man came over to them and smiled kindly.
"Lin, you know, this is my papa." Dimas introduced his papa to Linda.
Linda who knows who Papa Dimas is, shrubs dumbfounded. "Mas, isn't he the owner of the company you work for?" whispered Linda.
"Don't ask too many questions first."
"Greetings, Om. I'm Linda." Linda barks Rahadi's hand, who is Dimas' father.
"Which mom, Pa?" tanya Dimas half-whispered.
"Divan was persuading Mama to come down. You know, Mama still can't accept your decision, '" Rahadi replied, half whispering.
"Lin, where are your kids?" ask Rahadi.
"At home, sir. Guarded by neighbors," said Linda.
"If your family?"
"My dad's Alm sisters are in town B, sir."
"What was your last education?"
"Pa, dong. How can it be like to interview people again, 'sih, '" whispered Dimas.
"My last education was SMA, Om.
"But I heard you went to college, and your GPA is pretty high."
"I dropped out of college, Om." Linda looked down, her sadness and regret came back.
"What a pity, yes. Om actually agrees with Dimas' choice as long as he's happy. But Mama Dimas still can't take it."
Hearing Rahadi's words, Linda was not surprised and angry because she was already waiting for him.
"Linda understands, Om. It must be very hard to accept a widow with two children."
"But if you want to give your child to your father's family, maybe Auntie will accept it. Yes, we can send money every month for their needs."
"Pa!" Dimas looked at Rahadi with a look full of disappointment.
"Papa just gives you a choice. It's up to Linda to or not to."
"Sorry, Om. For Linda, children are everything. They live Linda. If Aunty can't accept, Linda will back off." Linda stared with a sad look. He showed a smile on his lips.
"Lin!" Dimas looked at Linda no less disappointed.
"I'm sorry, Mas. There are still many women out there who are more worthy of you. Maybe we are not friends. Don't dispute your mom's decision. Because a mother wants the best for her child." Linda gave an understanding to Dimas.