
Henny's mother's heart stopped beating right then and there. The woman suddenly shut up. In fact, the look on his face suddenly pias. Arga who saw that became curious.
"Mom's okay?" tanya Arga resuscitates Henny's mother from daydreaming.
"Ba-good, Sir. Emm ... how can you think like that, Sir?" Henny's mother looked at Arga full of probes.
"So gini, Mom, just my mom said that Zahra's face is very similar to Aunt Laras, and this Aunt Laras used to have a baby girl, but was kidnapped and until now has not met. I just want to make sure" explained Arga. Henny's mother's face looks hard to explain. The woman's mind suddenly did not stop.
"Sir, could Zahra be their son?" A deep breath could be heard coming out of Henny's mother's mouth. In fact, Arga could clearly see that both of the middle-aged woman's eyes looked teary.
"I don't know yet, Mom. So I asked Zahra's hair to do a DNA test with them. I hope the results match." Hearing Arga's words, Henny's mother's tears flowed down her cheeks.
Arga was suddenly anxious and immediately squatted in front of the woman. "Why are you crying?"
"If Zahra were their son, surely the mother would be further away from him. Zahra must be so happy to meet her parents." Henny's mother smiled bitterly. The pain of losing Yudha until now has not been healed, and if indeed Zahra is the son of Laras, surely Henny's mother will feel more lost. Honestly, he's not up for it yet.
"Mom, believe. Even if Zahra is the son of Aunt Laras and Om Setya, I am sure that Zahra will never forget Mom. I'm sure Zahra isn't the one who doesn't know how to return the favor." Arga tried to calm down. He knew how worried Mother Henny was right now.
"I'm afraid, sir." Henny's mother's voice sounded trembling from the cries.
"Don't be afraid. There's me, Mom. After all, Aunt Laras and Om Setya are good people. So, I don't have to worry." Arga spoke as softly as possible.
"alright. Then let's go to Zahra's room."
Henny's mother stood up and followed Arga in the back. When entering Zahra's room, Arga circulated the view to all corners of the room. Not too big, but the room was very nice. Many photos of Zahra and her three best friends are displayed there.
"This, Sir." Henny's mother showed me a piece of hair she held. Enthusiastically, Arga took the hair and asked for a small plastic one as his place.
After getting what he wanted, Arga immediately said goodbye because the night was almost late. Henny's mom just assented and drove her to the front door.
"I really hope I'm right, Za." Arga stared at a strand of Zahra's hair, then kept it in his deep suit pocket. Afterwards, Arga drove his car to the apartment because Arga believed his parents were waiting there.
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Hello, does anyone miss Othor?
sorry yesterday Othor had a holiday because there was something, and from last night the network had a problem, a new signal was nongol guys.
How's nih? Still want to follow Zahra's story? wkwkwk ciee hilal happy like already in front of the eyes nih 😅😅
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