Thorn In Bridal Bed

Signature

Seeing the signs Tamara would come to her senses, Demian was seen approaching the very miserable woman immediately.

"Honey, you're awake, now we have to go to the cemetery" Demian said, handing Tamara a paper. "But before that, I'm asking you to sign this letter before we go there, because it's very important."

Tamara immediately woke up and looked at Demian confusedly, because in her current situation, the man asked her for an autograph. Demian is like a human being who has no feelings. Even though the woman had been with him for a long time yet it was not a benchmark that the man would instead treat Tamara as she was today.

Not to win Tamara but Demian instead took a chance in this kind of narrowness. Where the man is more concerned with Tamara's signature than anything else.

"Darling, let's sign it first so that papa's funeral process goes smoothly, because this is a letter of approval." Demian grabbed Tamara's palm while giving the woman a ballpoint pen. "Sign here." The man now shows Tamara where to sign.

"Mas, why not just mom? Because my mother is more worthy of me." Tamara looked at Demian as she said that because the woman saw not the slightest look of sadness on the man's face. So Tamara wondered in her mind because she felt that Demian was a little different.

"Mother and Liana are still fainting. So, Mas was forced to ask for your signature even though Mas knows you are currently grieving, and instead Mas also mourned the sudden departure of father Herdi." Demian again handed Tamara the paper. "Signature let papa's funeral go smoothly" Demian said once again.

Tamara is afraid that her avoidance will recur before going to the funeral, now the woman is seen without reading the letter of the file first just to sign it and there is no doubt in the mind of the woman.

"Yes, everything has finally come true. Ara's inheritance would fall into my hands as well as the hands of Kinanti's mother," Demian murmured in his mind, who was now cheering with excitement. The real can all change at any time, from being sincere instead to being a mode just for the sake of treasures.

"It's already." Tamara's sentence made Demian who was daydreaming because he was busy counting the inheritance just jumped in shock. "Mas, here I have signed her, now let's go to the funeral."

Demian nodded as he said, "Let's go, honey, maybe you're conscious."

Tamara was just about to get off that bed. However, suddenly the sound of Renata crying sobbing makes Tamara even silent sculpting.

"Ara don't sign the letter, mama please don't." With tears already flooding Renata's wrinkled cheeks, the middle-aged woman was heard asking Tamara not to sign the letter. "You're Demian, why become such a greedy human being? You're not the son Mama knows." Renata now looked at her son.

"Mama," called out to the panicked Demian, because the man was afraid that if only Renata would tell Tamara everything. "Why are you here? Now it's better for Mama to just leave don't bother Ara." Demian with wide steps approached the mother.

"Ara, listen to mama, Demian and your stepmother are actually ja–"

"Mama!" demian exclaimed half-screamed so as to make the middle-aged woman's sentence cut off. "Go home, don't make a mess here, while we're all in mourning."

"Demian, you are so brave!" Renata pointed at Demian's face. "The love that you have given Tamara has not made you feel pity and pity for Ara, instead you will have the heart to seize what is not yours."

Tamara was silent because the woman was trying to remember who Renata was. Tamara had not seen the middle-aged woman for a month. So that makes Tamara's memory of Renata very minimal even maybe the woman had forgotten.

"Enough Demian! Don't make Tamara a doll." At the time when Renata was still angry with his son suddenly Kinanti came clapping.

"A very outstanding sight, nice to meet Jeng Renata." Kinanti smiled looking at Renata. "Let's if you want to talk to me, we can leave next door not to disturb my daughter who is still sad because of the departure of Mas Herdi." After saying that Kinanti immediately brought Renata out of that room.

While Renata who was held at the stake with a firearm on his stomach can only resign, according to to get out of there because the woman is still affectionate with his life added Aploso, the husband was still lying weak in the hospital due to heart disease Aploso relapsed.

Tamara was still silent when the woman witnessed it all, because now Tamara was even more confused. "What's going on?"

"Darling, we go to the funeral don't think about it because Mama's just like we're grieving." Demian answered Tamata with a sentence that the woman could easily understand. "Mama will be aired by Kinan's mother, now you don't have to think about it."

Innocently and foolishly Tamara nodded obediently, as Demian said it all.

***

The wet ground due to drizzle bears a silent witness to how Tamara is doing at this time. Where was that woman who was currently crying without making a sound.

"Papa, why is Papa this bad to me? So leave me alone here." Tamara spoke to herself in her mind while hugging her father's headstone very tightly. "Where should I complain if I have a problem?" continued Tamara bathed.

"It is better to bring Ara home, because it seems like this drizzle will actually be a very heavy rain" whispered Kinanti nudging Demian's arm.

Demian nodded and immediately crouched down near Tamara, the woman whose fate was in the hands of the stepmother who had been wearing the mask.

"We go home, yes, later if you stay still here you can have a fever, because of this drizzle." Demian spoke softly to Tamara. "Ara, let's go home" Demian asked once more.

"I'll just be later." Lirih Tamara who still seems very reluctant to leave the grave of the father.

"Should be together, Kinanti's mother also pity her," Demian said.

Tamara shook her head strongly. "No, if Mas wants to go home, go home with mom because I really still want to be here with Papa." The woman did not seem to want to go home.

"Alright, then I'm going home first." Demian then stood up and immediately left from there.