The Virgin Widow of the Solehah

Chapter 52. Jockeying

Mother Hanum's eyes were perfectly rounded when she heard the Princess's explanation which made her grimace instantly, suddenly the feeling of guilt immediately stepped on his pride because the middle-aged woman who initially forced Adinda to help the family of Mr. Suryo as a benevolent reply to the family.

Adinda saw Reza's face had turned deathly pale because the man never expected, if the woman who was still his wife was very eager to convey bad news to her own mother. As a human being who has feelings and also a strong sense of holding back pain when treated badly, so does the same Adinda felt when at home with Reza, he never once appreciated her as a wife.

Even he never forgot the attitude of Reza who so considered it as if there was no. The man also felt ashamed to admit her as a wife, if ever met out there.

"For that Reza deliberately came here to invite Adinda repeat from the beginning again and back home, Mother. Reza is really sorry for hurting Dinda's feelings and Reza promises never to betray her again," said Reza tried to convince the in-laws so that he could be accepted again Adinda but unfortunately the middle-aged woman had been busy shaking her head with a grain of clear water dripping in the corner of her old eyelids.

"Mother apologies, Son Reza, when you were not married I have forced Adinda to accept you as her husband even though she did not like Nak Reza at all, but for her sake as a child, she said, Adinda was forced to accept Mother's request to help your family so as not to be bad in the eyes of others for failing to marry your real wife! But what did my son get after you got married? You even deliberately sue him and betray his loyalty as a real wife just as a substitute. You should be thankful instead of looking for another woman behind her!"

The middle-aged woman took mineral water that was already available on the table even though there were no guests in her house, sip the water up the toilet all to relieve the thirst that suddenly just makes his throat dry. Especially after listening to what happened to the household of his daughter who was just a corn.

"Sorry Adinda, can you take a video call from your mom for a minute? I can't bear to see Caca who is now forced to use an infusion tube to fill the fluid into her body and her lips always call your name, please help me for a while and after you talk to my daughter … please you continue to solve your problems with Mr. Reza," sela Akram trying to pause the conversation between Mother Hanum, he said, Reza and Adinda because in the eyes of the man, the life of his son is more valuable than anyone else in the world.

Adinda did not dare to answer questions from Akram but the woman instead glanced at her mother and Hanum of course understood how the condition of a small child lying in the hospital with her tiny hands drained with intravenous fluids. It was truly pitiful if he imagined it.

"Adinda, Mommy never taught you to be an irresponsible person even though for many years of life this Mother was only a servant but Mommy never ignored the obligation. So now you call your foster child and give understanding that you will definitely return to his house so that he will recover quickly and want to take medicine, tell him that you're here to see him get healthy and laugh!" the order of Mother Hanum with a nod of the head so that Dinda immediately received a video call from someone who contacted Akram.

“But, Mother, actually I am not a peng–”

“You don't like a helpless little boy in the hospital there?” cut Mother Hanum.

"Well Mr Akram, where's the phone let me talk to Caca directly?" Adinda's hand looked up as she walked towards Akram and took the given phone where it was clearly plastered on the face of Madam Ramindra with eyes slightly moist, and, most likely she was crying and sad to see her grandson lying in the hospital.

"Assalamualaikum, Madam." Adinda said the greeting as the first time in the form of courtesy respecting the person who now smiles at her.

“Sorry, Madam .. I am indeed returning home to the mother's house,” Adinda explained.

“Ya already but please your phone is activated so later when Caca woke up can directly contact you,” the door.

“Good, Madam, if I close it first, assalamu’alaikum,” concluded Adinda disconnected phone belonging to Akram.

“Are you now satisfied to see my daughter lying weak in the hospital due to your ego leaving Caca?” Akram looked at him sharply.

“Sorry but I want to be with my bundle first,” Adinda replied.

“Means you have no heart at all! My son is lying down because of you!!” raung Akram began to rise to make Mother Hanum and Reza come out and see their quarrel.

“Adinda, come with Mr. Akram. Whichever way she is your master, your mother is more sincere you are beneficial to a child than to return to a husband who betrayed you!” Mother Hanum smiled gently.

“But, Mommy .. I am not seor—”

“Thank you very much, Mother. I'll keep Dinda with my life to keep her happy by my daughter's side, and I'll also take out the trash trying to bother her!” cut Akram who does not want Hanum's mother to know that Adinda is not the nanny of her daughter, but the woman who was hit by her driver.

‘Based on this Forcing Master, his orders must be done without being rejected! What do you want to talk like that Mother? Even I cannot explain in detail to Mother that I am not the babysitter of her child, base Akram crazya!’ rutuk Adinda in the heart cursed with upset attitude Arogan Akram who pretended to be good in front of his mother.

“Then, to shorten the time, can I return to Jakarta today also with Adinda, Mommy?” tanya Akram trying to quickly take the start before clucking in the living room precedes him.

Unfortunately Reza has sharp ears, “Adinda is still my wife, so I forbid her to go with another man!”