The Untouched Heart

Chapter 255 - My Pride

~Naava~

I knew that I would not be able to pay for the time that my grandchildren had lost in the early days of their growth. But I used every moment I could to get close to them. Especially now that I have a reason to come every day to my daughter-in-law's house.

Za's pregnancy I was hoping for. Adhy and I wish we could have three or four children. But God wants something else. We have only one child. Therefore, the presence of this third grandson I consider as God's answer to my request.

As soon as Hendra returned to work, my husband was very happy to be back to enjoying his retirement. We spend more time in our son's house than in our own. We only have nine months, so I won't miss the opportunity. I knew that I wouldn't be able to keep coming to their house. My son and daughter-in-law need privacy, too.

Today Za is very happy to be able to talk directly with the readers of his book, discuss, even take pictures and give signatures. He's very talented. From the first to the fourth book, he continued to show improvement in his writing skills. He said Hendra was instrumental in giving ideas for the fourth book, while my relationship with him was his inspiration in getting ideas.

I don't know what's wrong with my son. Ever since we came to their house until this second, he just kept pouting. Is he fighting with my daughter-in-law? It doesn't seem like it, because Za looks so happy. When they fight, he won't laugh that freely.

By late afternoon, the event was finally closed. Za is also unlikely to continue giving autographs because his right hand is tired. Poor my son-in-law. Official and his team helped him by rubbing anything onto his wrist once the event was over.

Some people who still want to join are welcome to go to the next room, while those who want to go home are not forced to stay. Za approached us. I hugged him and congratulated him on the success of his show.

“Thank you, Ma,” he said happy. He then hugged Anya. The men and children approached us. They congratulated Za but no one dared to come forward to embrace her, except Hendra, Hadi, and Dira.

“What are you tired of, baby. Your right hand is okay?” ask Hendra.

“I'm not tired. Everything is so much fun. And my hand is fine,” replied Za. I don't know why I like to call him that. Like the way my son called his wife. Anya and I exchanged glances to see the affection of our two children.

Zach signals me and Anya to follow him. I frowned. Where are we going? But seeing him continue to persuade us, I complied. Without saying anything, we left Hendra and Za talking together and followed Zach.

The room next door turned out to be a hall as well that had been filled with round tables and chairs. Each table was given a white tablecloth, complete with flowers in the vase, as well as plates and cutlery. There was no serving table, so I assumed that the food would be served later when it was time to eat.

“What is this, Zach?” ask Anya. “Why do we have to come here first? Hendra and Ara are still next to.”

“Mama and Aunt must have forgotten today what day.” Zach laughed a little. “Please listen to the instructions from Gista. Mama and Aunt will understand. Pa, Om, please, do not let go of Hadi and Dira, yes.” Although we were confused, we obeyed his words.

“Mr and Mother, welcome. After we join the event with Mother Mahendra, then we will also hold a very special event that Mother Mahendra has prepared for someone special in her heart. Don't be afraid when the lights are out. I ask you guys to look towards the door and we welcome him with happy birthday.”

Oh, dearGod. Aye! Today is my son's birthday! I'm laughing a little. He should be angry. Za must have pretended to forget about today because she had prepared a surprise for him. We are all forgetful in terms of dates, only Hendra never forgets anyone's special day in our family.

When the lights were turned off, we all tried to muffle our voices and laughter. Not long after that door was opened. I don't know how Za did it, but Hendra came alone with no one by his side.

The light was suddenly turned back on and we received it as a signal for all of us to say, “Happy birthday!!”

After she blew out the whole candle on the cake, I immediately took the cake from Za's hand. Because I knew that Hendra would hug and kiss his wife mercilessly in front of all of us. Gista knew exactly what he had to do. He invited us all to sit down and enjoy the meal.

Qiana took the tart from my hand. I thanked him, then approached Hendra. “Your wife is tired all day serving her fans. Sit down and let him eat.”

“Iya, Mother. Yes,” he said in a dislike tone because I interrupted their kiss. Didn't he see that there were still reporters covering the event coming in this hall? It is not good to give free viewing to many people.

They walked in front of me hugging. Once in a while Hendra kissed his wife's temple. Every time their eyes met, I could see they loved each other. Both of their stories are unique. They had to go through a breakup to realize how they felt about each other.

Everyone in the room was very happy. They talked to each other while enjoying their food. Me, Adhy, both besan, and our two grandchildren sit at the same table, while my son and his wife are with their friends.

I smiled at my son's happy face. He did not choose his life partner wrong. They started their marriage for a different reason, but they now survive for the same reason. Hopefully they will stay strong to face new challenges that will test the strength of their love.

As much as I can, as God gave me a chance to live, I will help them through the steep road before them. I will not allow anyone to try to separate the two of them.

...*******...

Meanwhile, in a socialization room inside the prison.

Vivaldo stared at the television screen before him furiously. The newscast is airing an exclusive broadcast of a major director's surprise birthday party at a major publishing house in the country. Hendra and Zahara were kissing so affectionately on the short show.

“Shoppers!” dicky shouted, standing up and throwing a plastic glass that he had been holding onto the television. The people around him shouted in protest. “Hendra won't be able to laugh again once I get out of this place. And his wife it will be my milk.”

“Ara is mine. Stop that nonsense, Dicky,” said Vivaldo who could not stand it anymore. He stood up to challenge Dicky. “You and Hendra are nobody to him. I was his first love and he will definitely come back to me again.”

“You stopped saying nonsense. Your chance to have Zahara is past. Discharged. He's obviously already rejected you,” Dicky taunted.

“Ara loves me and she doesn't reject me,” err Vivaldo. Dicky suddenly threw his fist at Vivaldo. He was pushed back until he fell to the floor.

“Are you thinking clearly now?” ask Dicky. Vivaldo touched his face and felt a thick liquid coming out of his nostrils. He immediately wiped it.

“Today you will die, Dicky,”.

At a glance, the room became boisterous with the support of the prison residents who were divided into two. One supports Vivaldo, while the other supports Dicky. The guards let the two men vent their emotions before advancing to break up.