The Love of the Duda

TCSD 136: A Heart that is sincere

"Mother...?"

For the first time, Mara called the woman who was walking around hanging on the side of the road as mother. Although the woman's body looks thin dry, the clothes she wears are so shabby, and coupled with her wet body condition, but it does not make Mara forget who this figure is. The figure of the woman who had been the wife of the father and a woman who shackled the freedom he had, forced her to become the wife of a man who was much more deserving of being his father.

In the car, the woman looked at Mara's face blankly. Silent, silent and revealing a face with no expression at all. However, the woman was broken.

"Hahaha haahaa.... Spas.... Salon.. spa..."

God and Mara linked their views. So surprised by what became the response of this middle-aged woman.

"Mother...?"

"Hahaha haahaa you definitely want treatment in my salon right? Come on in, this is the best salon in town!"

The god was flabbergasted to hear what this woman said. He linked his gaze to his wife and whispered softly. "Honey, it looks like your stepmother is having a mental breakdown. We just stay here."

Mara looked at nana yar the face of this woman who looked so chaotic. Without feeling a single drop of clear hair dripping from his eye patch. "Don't Mas. Don't leave it in this place. This place would definitely be very dangerous for him."

"But where are we taking your stepmother, honey? Should we bring it home? Oma will be angry. Especially if you know that your stepmother has done evil to her favorite daughter-in-law's granddaughter."

Mara rotated both her eyeballs. Trying to find the best way out for his stepmother. Although the woman had behaved evilly, but in the corner of her heart she could not bear to leave the stepmother in a foreign place like this.

"Mas, take me to the asylum. We'll take mom there. I really can't bear to leave it in this place."

Again, the clear circles escaped again from the eye peluk Mara. If you look at the face of his stepmother, tetiba memory his brain ventured far ahead. He was afraid that later in his old age he would experience something like this. Abandoned by his own son.

"Are you sure, honey? Shouldn't we just stay here? Don't you feel hurt by what this woman has done? He's the one who almost made you fall into the arms of the Karta boss, darling!"

The memory of the brain of God replayed the incident when he was going to propose to Mara directly. An incident that ends with a misunderstanding that almost makes him lose the woman he loves. As a result of this fabrication of female lies that makes God and his wife dissolve in the misunderstanding.

Mara wiped away the remains of the tears that were still wetting her cheeks. "Even though mother is a bad woman, at least the deeds she has done for me can be a way of happiness for me, Mas!"

The god frowned. "You mean how, honey?"

Mara's hand was stretched out to touch the cheek of God. Gently, he rubbed the cheeks of his beloved husband. "If at that time I did not escape from the pursuit of Karta's men, surely we will never be met, right?" Mara kissed God's fingers intensely. "It turns out, through the evil deeds of my stepmother, God left one happiness to another. That makes you my husband, Mas. A husband who has so much love. And make me the happiest woman to have this abundance of love and affection from you."

The heart of God warms. He remembered that his wife was an angel. He can always take a positive side behind all the pain he feels. The god pulled Mara's body. He hugged his wife tightly. He kissed the head of the wife with a lot of love. "I'm so sweet. Your presence has truly been my way of happiness."

Mara nodded in the arms of the God. "So how? You agree, would you, if we take Mom to a mental institution?"

"Thank you very much... Thanks."

The god broke his embrace. He bent his body to reach Mara's stomach. Slowly, he gave a gentle kiss on his wife's stomach. "May you inherit the qualities of your mother, dear. Become a big hearted and angelic heart. That would definitely make the people around him always feel happy."

"Aami... Hopefully yes, Mas."

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"I have one of my family members here, Doc. Hopefully, things can get better here."

At a hospital dedicated to mental disorders, Mara decides to leave her stepmother. At least in this place, the life of the stepmother can be more managed than having to hang around on the side of the road. He was also sure if someday, the situation of the middle-aged woman would return to normal.

"Okay, ma'am, I will try to make your relatives come back as usual."

"Thank you very much Doc. Thanks." Mara handed a small sheet of paper to the Doctor. "This is my business card, Doc. If there's anything with this condition of my relatives, the doctor can contact me directly."

"Good ma'am, will I save this business card. Later I will send the progress of the condition of your relatives periodically via WhatsApp."

"Thank you very much Doc. Then I say goodbye first."

"Please Sir, Mom!"

The Lord and Mara moved from her sitting position. Slowly, they swung their footsteps intending to return home. When passing in front of Tanti's ward, Mara stopped her footsteps for a moment. The woman was stunned to see the figure of the stepmother who looked so pitiful this once.

"I have forgiven you for everything you have done to me, Mom. Now may your life be so much better than being out there."'

The couple resumed their footsteps. As the bodies of God and Mara begin to disappear behind the door, Tanti stares at the back of the two. Without excuse, Tanti's tears rolled freely from her eyes. He can only be silent. And perhaps it was his tears that spoke that he was in such a deep regret.

"Mara-Mara...."

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