
“Enak yes .. All have Mama,” said Abian suddenly. He commented on the cartoon he was watching in which a scene of a child hugging his mother.
Alfa who had accompanied Abian watching TV immediately turned to look at her only son who sat beside her. They just watched together because Sesha was going out to accompany Mbok Minah who works as an ART at home to buy home necessities.
Mama Mila and Shella were also not around because they were busy with their busy lives.
“Papa also has Oma Mila, see why Abi does not have Mama? Where does Mama Abi know? Why isn't he there?” abian asked the father who was next to him.
“Who says Mama Abi doesn't exist? Mama Abi is here,” replied Alfa.
“Where to search? Abi didn't want to see Mama. Is it okay Mama doesn't love Abi so she left Abi?” ask Abian to his father.
Alfa was silent for a moment as her son asked. He was confused to answer Abian's question with what word. The fact is that Abian's biological mother, who is none other than Sesha, did not know if the 9-month-old baby was still alive. If Sesha knew that her baby was alive and had grown into a very adorable boy, Sesha would have loved her son.
“Abi also do not know what Mama's face is like.” said Abian again with both hands folded under the chest and pursed lips. “At least before the pelgi, Mama gave Abi her photo bial if Abi hkangen same Mama, Abi can kiss Mama's photo! But, Abi doesn't have her picture either!”
Alfa remained silent, thinking for a moment. Is it time to show Sesha's face to Abian? Then if Abian even continued to ask where Sesha where is? He did not know what to answer with an explanation like Abian because until this moment he still did not manage to find Sesha.
Tell him his mother went somewhere without a trace? That's also impossible. Abian would have thought that Sesha did not love him for leaving him.
Or to tell the truth that he separated Abian and Sesha? It was more unlikely, he was reluctant to be hated by his son later on.
“Why is Mama Abi so evil? Does he not want to miss Abi?” Abian pursed his lips even more annoyed. “Abi hates Mama! Look, if he comes later, Abi does not want to hug Mama! Abi very even with Mama, Abi hates Mama! Bad mom!” abian said again with lips advancing. He then went down from the sofa he had been sitting on and ran towards his room.
Alfa who heard Abian speak and also ran away was suddenly feeling unbearable. He also felt guilty because now Abian even seemed to hate Sesha, when in fact Sesha was completely innocent.
“Not ... I don't want Abian to hate his mother, Abian can't come to hate Sesha.” Alfa then immediately moved from her seat, she walked into Abian's room and saw her little hero was lying on his stomach on the bed. “Abi ... Mama is not what Abi thinks, Mama is a good person,” said Alfa who is now sitting on the edge of the bed.
Alfa closed her eyes for a while, then finally spoke steadily. “Abi wants to see Mama's face? Papa has his picture.” said Alfa.
Abian immediately moved from his position and sat cross-legged facing the father. “Papa have photos Mama?” tanya Abian looked very enthusiastic.
Alfa smiled and nodded, taking the wallet in her pants pocket to show Abian a photo of Sesha. He thought it was time for him to show Sesha's face to Abian. I don't know what he will say if later Abian even asked why the mother went and asked also where is now his existence.
For now, he just wants to tell Abian that Sesha is not a bad mother and that she does not want Abian to hate Sesha. He will try to say the words that will make Abian not think badly about Sesha. He would tell Abian that his mother was beautiful, not only in face but also in beauty.
Abian now looks very excited already can't wait to see his mother's face. Alfa opens her wallet and takes a photo tucked there and gives it to Abian.
“This is Mama who gave birth to Abian, her name is Mama Sesha,” said Alfa, “Mama is beautiful, right?” ask Alfa while smiling.
Abian saw the photo that is now in his hand, he even furrowed his eyebrows after seeing the photo because it is not familiar with the photo he is holding.
Looking at Abian's strange-looking facial expression, Alfa frowned. “Why? Beautiful mom, right?”
“This Mama?” abian asked, looking at his father.
“Iya, it's Mama,” replied Alfa.
Abian snorted and gave the photo to the father very roughly, then put his hands under his chest again. “Papa is petting Abi, huh? Obviously it's Mother Sasa, why did Papa even give me a picture of Mother Sasa? Abi want to see a photo of Mama, not Mother Sasa!”
“Hah? I–Mother ... Sasa?” alfa asked with a frowning forehead.
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