
“What can convince me that Mr Ricky is his father Maira?” ask Aida firmly.
“I'll test DNA,” Ricky replied.
“Alright, we're testing DNA. Before the DNA test came out I asked Mr. Ricky not to approach Maira first!” said Aida.
“Good, Ma'am Aida,” replied Mr. Ricky.
“Who is Maira's mother? Kok so steadfastly throw away his own son,” asked Firas.
“She's a woman who has no feelings. He could have thrown his son because he was chasing men,” Ricky replied.
“Later after the DNA test came out I will tell you who Maira's mother is,” Ricky said.
“To be fair, I asked Mr. Firas to take care of the DNA test,” Ricky said.
“Alright,” replied Firas.
“Before returning home, can I meet with Maira?” ask Ricky.
Firas turned to Aida. Aida nodded her head.
“Of course you can,” replied Firas.
Firas went into the living room calling Maira. Soon, Firas came out holding Maira who was drinking a pacifier. Firas took down Maira. Ricky approached Mayra and she aligned herself with Maira.
“What's the name?” ask Ricky to Maira.
“Mala,” Maira replied.
“Maira how many years?” ask Ricky.
Maira turned to Aida.
“Mala beyapa taun?” ask Maira to Aida.
“No one knows for sure the age of Maira,” replied Aida.
“Maira is now one year and five months old,” Ricky said.
“Maira be a sholeha child. Same with Mom, yes!” said Ricky.
“Nuyut cama Om Pias uga?” ask Maira.
“Iya,” Ricky replied.
“Nuyut cama Nin uga?” ask Maira.
“Iya,” Ricky replied.
“Nuyut cama Aki uga?” ask Maira.
“Iya,’ Ricky replied
“Nuyut cama Nene uga?” ask Maira.
“Iya,” Ricky replied.
“Nuyut cama Kake uga?” ask Maira.
“Iya, darling. Yes,” replied Ricky with teary eyes.
Ricky hugged Maira with affection. Then the head of Maira.
“Om home, yes,” says Ricky.
Then Maira kissed Ricky's hand.
“Muah.”
Ricky rubbed Maira's head.
“I say goodbye first. Assalamualaikum,” said Ricky.
“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Firas.
Ricky left Firas' house. After Ricky left Aida breathed a sigh of relief.
“Sini, drink her milk with Mamah,’ Aida lifted Maira and put Maira on her lap. Aida rubbed Maira's head affectionately. Aida's tears started to flow. Aida feels sad if one day she has to part ways with Maira.
“Mama, anyis?” ask Maira.
“It's okay, baby,” replied Aida while wiping her tears.
But her tears kept flowing. Finally Maira's milk runs out, Maira immediately comes down from the lap of her mother.
“Maira where you going?” ask Aida.
“Au to Aki,” Maira replied.
“We're home, yuk. It's noon,” Aida said in a hoarse voice.
“Ntai duyu's. Maira wants to play Aki cama,” replied Maira.
Maira returned to the living room. Aida breathed. He got up from the seat, but his legs felt weak. Aida sat back down.
“Why you?” asked Firas worriedly.
“It's okay,” replied Aida.
Aida tried to get up again but her legs still felt limp.
“Where are you going?” ask Firas.
“You to the bathroom,” Aida replied.
“I help,” Firas help Aida stand up and get Aida to go to the bathroom.
“If anything, call me,” Firas said.
Aida nodded. Aida went into the bathroom. Vivin, who was sitting in front of the television, saw Aida being swept away by Firas, immediately upset.
“Rese is really a maid! The road alone must be held the same Mas Firas,” Vivin exclaimed to Salfa.
“Sstt don't be tight! Later Aa angry,” whispered Salfa.
“Tamunya Aida. He's Maira's father,” replied Salfa.
“Oh, means the maid's ex-husband?” ask Vivin.
“Not. Aida is not married. He found Maira on the riverbank,” replied Salfa.
“What do you mean?” ask Vivin
Salfa told Vivin. Vivin immediately turned pale hearing Salfa's story.
“Salfa, I go home first, yes,” said Vivin.
“Hey where are you going?” ask Salfa.
“Lupa want to help Mamah make a cake,” replied Vivin.
Vivin left Salfa's house.
“Since when does Vivin like to make cookies?” salfa asked himself.
We go back to Firas and Aida.
Firas was standing in front of the bathroom door. Inside the bathroom Firas heard the sound of people crying. Firas sighed. It seems Aida is crying. Maira who was playing on the back porch entered the house. He looked to the right and to the left, as if he was looking for his mother.
“Om, Mom ana?” ask Maira.
“Against the bathroom,” replied Firas.
Maira was about to bang on the bathroom, but was held back by Firas.
“Ssttt,” Firas pinned his index finger in front of his lips. The sign of Maira should not be noisy.
“Mama ee?” whispered Maira.
Firas nodded immediately. Seeing Firas nag Maira straight back to the back porch. Soon enough, Poppy's mother came to Firas.
“Aida is crying?” ask Poppy's mother.
Firas replied with a nod.
“Let her cry as much as possible,’ said Ms. Poppy.
Poppy's mother went to the guest room. A few minutes later Aida came out of the bathroom.
“It's been relieved?” ask Firas.
“It's been a bit light,” replied Aida.
“I'll go home, Sir,” said Aida.
“In a moment,” Firas go to guest room call Mamahnya. Soon after, Firas came along with his mother.
“Tante, I'm back,” said Aida.
“Don't go home first! Stay here only,” said Ms. Poppy.
“I'll just go home, Auntie. I'm fine already,” replied Aida.
Poppy's mother sighed.
“If you go home now and cry all day who will take care of Maira? Pity him if he sees his mother crying continuously,” said Mother Poppy.
Aida thought for a moment. True said Mother Poppy, later at home she will definitely cry again. And Maira would be sad to see her mom cry.
“Later to trouble Auntie,” said Aida.
“No hassle, really,” replied Ms. Poppy.
“Come, Auntie take you to the room,” Mother Poppy invites Aida to the guest room.
“You pray so that your mind is calm. Later Bi Ijah deliver food to the room,” said Ms. Poppy.
“Thank you, Auntie. Aida so troublesome Auntie,” said Aida.
“Same-sama, Aida. Now you rest first,” Mother Poppy out of the guest room.
Suddenly someone entered the house and said hello.
“Assalamualaikum,” says Keisya.
“Waalaikumsalam. Uh, Teteh,” Mother Poppy hugged and kissed her daughter's cheek.
“Mana Aa her?” Poppy's mother is looking for her daughter-in-law.
“Again nurunin goods in car,” Keisya replied.
Suddenly Maira approached Poppy's mother.
“Nin, Mala au uweh ajih,” says Mala.
"Enin get it first, yeah," Poppy's mother headed to the dinner table to get Maira a cake.
Keisya looked towards Maira.
“This who? Funny meni,” Keisya twitching Maira's cheeks.
“Prospective children continued Aa,” whispered Salfa.
“Oh,” said Keisya.
“Mahanya, where?” ask Keisya.
“There is in the room, again crying,” replied Salfa while whispering.
“Nangis? Aa doesn't do anything, does she?” ask Keisya.
“No, not one Aa. But the father of this child,” replied Salfa.
“You mean her ex-husband?” ask Keisya.
“Not. Aida is not married. The story is long,” replied Salfa.
“Salah Teteh rarely come here so miss the story,” said Salfa.