The Substitute Husband's Love
Chapter 53
"Where's this coming from, Dastan?" asked Nasya, in the afternoon that displays the beautiful orange twilight sky.
Of course right when Dastan pushed Zivan into the yard.
"Buy, Mom!" answer Zivan, ketus.
The second son Nasya adopted at Arka's request was always ketus when answering questions. But the affection for Nasya, Arka, and Dastan in him is huge. Athaya Zivan Ekasatria, a red baby adopted by Nasya and Arka, because Nasya could not give another child to Arka when her uterus was declared problematic and had to be surgically removed.
At first Nasya was very sad, but no longer when Arka brought two children. Only Dastan, then Zivan.
Dastan and Zivan are great in love and affection, although Zivan's origins are different, Nasya and Arka do not discriminate between the two. Even trying to cover up Zivan's origins.
"Buy where's the cake? Does Zivan have money?" ask Arka, while taking out the cake that the child bought on the plate.
"It's not me, Pa. Brother Dastan who bought." pointed at Dastan who looked to enjoy the green cake.
"I bought it from my friend, Pa. Don't be angry, will you? Poor him, haven't eaten yet. So the stock that Mommy gave me I exchanged for the cake."
Nasya and Arka glanced at each other, proud, that was the first impression in their hearts. His son though grew up lacking, yet did not break the goodwill in his heart.
"Yes already, now we then cake together!" nasya said, while taking over Dastan from Zivan. Pushing him to the side of the sofa that Arka was sitting on.
"Mom, we'll go to the park later this afternoon!" take Dastan, he looks very enjoying the cake and really wants to buy it back when he sees nothing left.
"okay!" exclaimed Nasya, while forming the letter 'O' with his finger.
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In the afternoon, Dastan, Zivan, Nasya, and Arka really enjoy the atmosphere of a crowded and beautiful park.
Some people glanced at him with cynical gazes, seeing Arka pushing Dastan in a wheelchair. There are even whispering but can still be heard by Nasha.
When she was about to reply, Arka immediately held Nasya's hand, shaking her head slowly. "Replying will hurt Dastan even more, let it go! Accept their words. Don't ruin Dastan's very happy mood!" whispered Arka, while pointing to her first son who had been pushed by Zivan.
I don't know where he was going, but he stopped right when he saw a girl sitting dreamy in a white chair.
Arka and Nasya stepped up, heading to where his two sons were.
Flinched, when he saw a cake-seller girl with shabby clothes and a sad face.
"So, you're the cake seller?" asked Arka, making the three little children simultaneously glanced at her.
"What's your name, son?" nasha asked as she sat next to him and stroked his head.
The boy just kept quiet, looking at Arka and Nasha's faces in confusion.
"Helena" he said with a faint smile.
"If Om wants to, I don't want to sell it, just exchange it for rice and medicine. My mom's at the hospital sick and hasn't eaten yet!" helena replied, with a sad face.
Arka and Nasya were of course surprised, then immediately stroked the child's head.
"Where's mom? Can we see?"
The boy nodded, then stood up and immediately stepped up. Arka and Nasha followed from behind while pushing Dastan.
Until the two are back in shock with the view of Helena's residence that makes Arka stunned.
"Lena, you've pu—"
The words of a woman with a pale face and tattered clothes who had just come out of the almost collapsed house came to a halt when she saw Arka and Nasha.
"Lena, who are they?"
"Helena's mom?" asked Nasya, while approaching the pale-faced woman.
"Yes, Mrs and Mr who? Did Lena make trouble with you guys? Sorry, he does that sometimes!" said Helena's mother, while putting her palms together in front of her chest.
"No, he didn't do anything at all." Nasya.
"What's your mom sick?" ask Nasya.
While the three children were already with Arka, sitting on the floor which was still made of cement without any pedestal. They looked around at the cake in Helena's basket.
"Mrs, just go inside. We're talking over there!" take the mother of two children, when Nasya entered, he saw another girl who was the age of Dastan, while Helena was the age of Zivan.
"Sorry, ma'am, our house is like this."
"It's okay, so Helena's mom's son? The cakes he sells are also made by his mother?"
"Yes, actually I didn't tell Lena to sell it, but she herself wanted to sell it." Helena's mother explained. While Helena's older sister, she approached Nasya and stared coldly.
"Mom, ask for money, I want to play with friends!"
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