The Most Beautiful Miss

Flashback: Be Friendly, Heart

"So happy and affectionate are they" I murmured in my heart.

I know how broken and disappointed my mother is. Same thing with the disappointment that I and the Khalif bang also felt. There was a sense of regret that he had come with her here. A sight sweet to them but bitter to us.

Suddenly the woman looked at us.

"Are there any guests, Paa?" ask her while walking towards us.

Papa was shocked and probably just remembered that we were here. Papa's face immediately pale full of guilt.

"Papa's cousin from the village?" the woman looked at me and gave a smile to my mother.

Papa immediately approached us and embraced the shoulder of the Khalif bang.

"Not... They're not my cousins." papa was a little nervous and hesitant.

"So?" the woman raised her eyebrows and looked at us with the corner of her eye. His initially friendly face was so arrogant.

"Oohs... Hhmm.." papa scratched his head in confusion.

Mom looked at papa. Mom's look was disappointed. Where's the promise that everything will be fine.

The woman approached my mother.

"Ooh papa so yaa take a maid from the village?" his gaze grew more arrogant.

"No.." papa embraced the three of us.

The woman was shocked and put on a face full of questions.

"They were my reason for going to Jakarta 6 years ago." papa replied firmly and loudly.

"meaning?" the woman was getting confused.

"Yes, they are my little family who were my encouragement until I decided to work hard all this time... They are half of my life.."

"Omong is empty." the woman looked surprised and in disbelief.

"I'm having a birthday, Paa.. Don't be kidding, I don't think it's funny." she added.

"It's not a joke.. She's my wife and these are my children." papa hugged us tight.

"They'll stay here with me... And also with you... And with Sheril too." papa took off his arms and grabbed his little daughter.

"You've been cheating me all this time?"

"I never cheated.. From the beginning I objected to getting married, right?"

"Yes, but you didn't say you had a stash..."

Papa slapped the woman's face.

"Preince your mouth... He's not my mistress... She's my first wife..."

Mama held back the anger of hearing the woman's insults. I am also upset by his accusations.

"How dare you slap me for the sake of this cheap woman, Bang.." she stroked her cheeks reddened by papa's slap.

"You are cheap." Papa said back to him.

She pushed my mother until she fell to the floor. I spontaneously chased after him and pushed his body. But it seemed like he was stronger and I fell on my mother's body.

Papa immediately pulled his hand towards the back of the house. Me and the Khalif bang immediately helped mama rise.

"We'll just get out of here Maa.." invite the Khalif bang.

"Yes, baby.we wait for papa first." said mama try to calm us.

Her little daughter was crying in the corner of the table watching every scene captured by her eyes. Mom looked towards the little girl. Mama stood up and hugged the girl who was crying in fear.

"Dear baby.don't cry.." persuade mom.

"Celil or buk." she kept crying.

From behind there was a noise.

"Bao.. Yaw.. Take care of Syeril's dedek.."

"Wait here and don't come." Mama warned us.

I nodded slowly.

"Yaa ma.." sahut bang Khalif.

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"Why do you dare bring your mistress into this house??" the woman pushed papa's body.

"I told you she's not a mistress.she's my wife.." papa yelled in front of her face full of emotion.

"I'm not a mistress.. I married Uda Andi long before you married Uda.." mama walked up to them and tried to explain what the truth was.

"I've sacrificed them all for the marriage my family arranged.." added papa.

The woman approached the mother and slapped the face of the strong mother.

"I should have slapped you... But I have more ethics than you" Mama replied casually and smiled.

"Take him away from my house." he shouted as he pointed towards the exit.

"Oh no. If anyone has to get out of this house it is you... But I didn't throw you out.. If you want to go out, please... Or would stay here as my wife would I wouldn't mind and my wife wouldn't mind either." papa stood between the two of them.

"The man********..." he was about to slap papa and papa caught his hand.

"Enough Hesti.." cried papa.

"I've been patient enough to face your attitude since the beginning of marriage, it's solely because of my disappointment in him first..."

"Oh he's upsetting you too? She slept with another guy while we were working in Jakarta huh? his love is your fate." The meaning becomes more and more.

"Looly woman" she spits on mom's face and mama just looks down.

"Quite Hesti. I've had enough breaststroke all this time to accept your shortcomings and accept Sheril as my son... You are the cheap lady!!!!!" papa slapped again on his cheek.

"I married you when you were pregnant Sheril......!!!!!" scream papa.

The woman was surprised especially my mother.

"Aaa.aaa..what do you mean?" he was shocked and shocked.

"I'm a doctor Hesti!!!!"

"What does your brother mean??" he's approaching papa.

"Five years I pretended I didn't know..."

"Misunderstanding.. Sheril your son..."

"Don't make jokes again.Hesti, you were pregnant when you married me..."

"That's wrong...."

"The wrong me has accepted all your lies... I give you luxury... I give Sheril the affection she deserves from her biological father." Papa wiped her tears.

Mom cried and hugged me tightly. It turns out papa here is also not as happy as we imagine. The woman speaks a thousand languages.

So that little girl is not our sister?

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