True Said Mamah

Chapter 88

Zidan walked towards the sofa. While walking, he unceasingly fumbled and checked his pants pocket.

"What are you looking for?" asked Mr. Kemal who was confused by his son's behavior.

"Zidan's got Zidan's cell phone, Pah" Zidan said, then sat down on the couch.

"Maybe it's left somewhere. You came earlier and didn't bring anything, Papah look."

"Yes, Pah, it's possible. Then, Zidan try to find it in the car first."

Zidan also came out of the workspace Mr. Kemal to the parking lot. As soon as he opened the car door, his cellphone was lying on the steering wheel.

"His mood's over the phone, why, huh?" he muttered, then tried to call back Sandra's doctor number. However, it is now the turn of doctor Sandra's cell phone that can not be contacted.

"Maybe you're busy. Let me ask you later" said Zidan, then returned to his papa room.

The villa mr. Kendra.

Raka, who was given the task of guarding and reporting the condition of Mr. Kendra by Mr. Kemal, is now standing before Mr. Kendra in a room.

After Anan's abduction, Kemal's master orders him to return, but with a different assignment.

Kendra no longer hates Raka. In fact, Mr. Kendra looks familiar. Evidently, for matters of eating, Mr. Kendra prefers foods that are processed and cooked by Raka.

And for Jojon, who was the right hand of Kendra's master, very grateful for the presence of Raka in their midst. Moreover, with the arrival of Raka, he is more free to carry out his other work.

Before Raka's presence, Mr. Kendra did not want to eat and continued to confine himself. Until it makes it fall and must be infused. This made Jojon very worried about the health of his master, and complained to Kemal.

Given that Raka was once close to Mr. Kendra, Raka was sent to help care for Mr. Kendra. As a result, the health of Mr. Kendra also gradually recovered.

"Do you still want to go?" asked Raka who saw Mr. Kendra's plate was empty.

"No, Raka. I am already full," replied Mr. Kendra, handing her dinner plate to Raka.

"I'll excuse you, sir."

When Raka was about to turn around, lord Kendra stopped him.

"Wait, Raka!"

"Yes, Sir?"

"Sit down!"

Raka kept the plate she held on the table, then took the chair and placed it beside Mr. Kendra's bed.

"Thank you, Raka. Maybe my thanks are weird, you think. But I really mean it."

Raka looked confused by the words of the old man before her.

"Who would have thought that your decision to stand behind Kemal was correct. Egoku has separated me from my own son for years. Apparently, I was the one who built the separation wall between us. I think what I do is something I want. However, I was wrong, because in the end I was also the one who regretted."

Raka just listened solemnly.

"You know what, Raka? I have a granddaughter. Since I met her, I have loved her very much. But, I was too stupid to want to harm him."

Mr. Kendra's bead started to glaze over.

"I am a cruel person, Raka. I don't deserve to be called 'opah' by him. He deserves to hate me. I don't have to get an apology from him."

Clear liquid had flowed down Mr. Kendra's face.

"No, Mister. That's not true. From what I know, Miss Anan is a kind and forgiving girl. So, he will definitely forgive Master," Raka argued, calming Mr. Kendra.

Raka himself was very sorry to see Mr. Kendra. He also tried to comfort and calm her.

"Do you know? Besides being smart, Miss Anan is also known as a forgiving person. Even with the person who opposes him. In the past, there were some friends of the campus who often berjahili to make Miss Anan wretched. However, Miss Anan still forgave them and made it seem like nothing happened."

Hearing the story of Anan, the tears of Mr. Kendra increasingly poured.

"It turns out, my granddaughter doesn't live happily" he said.

"No, Mister. Although life is simple, Miss Anan is surrounded by people who love and care for her. I mean discussing the incident earlier, a person who is nothing to Miss Anan he just forgives, let alone the Master who is his biological grandfather," explained Raka.

Little by little Mr. Kendra's feelings began to calm down. Sometimes he takes a long breath.

"Are you sure my grandson will forgive me?" ask Mr. Kendra.

"I'm sure, sir," said Raka.

Afternoon.

Zidan and Mr. Kemal have arrived in front of Anan's house. Because Mr. Kemal's car is being serviced, they use Zidan's vehicle.

"Is he okay?" ask Zidan who saw the reaction of his papa after arriving at the destination.

"Honestly, Papah is groggy and there must be fear" said Mr. Kemal, slowly.

"I don't think, the number one person of a well-known and respected company, was afraid to meet his first wife" Zidan chuckled. He intended to reduce the fear felt by his papa.

"Hustt! You're this! Papah is also an ordinary man." Mr. Kemal tidied up the tie and suit he wore.

"Look down a little, Pah. Relax, there's Zidan always supporting Papah." Zidan smiled as he watched his manner.

"Hopefully everything is smooth, Pah," inner Zidan, hoped.

Surely, Zidan hoped that there were no obstacles in this meeting. So that the next plan can be carried out. And all receive with sincerity and chest.

"Yes, we're down!" take Mr. Kemal, then open the car door.

At every step of Kemal's feet, there was always a thread of prayer to the creator in his heart. For him, it was the hardest test of his life.

The clattering of his footsteps along with the beating of his heart that was increasingly dusty, when he had passed the gate opened by Zidan.

After climbing the steps of the terrace of the house, now Mr. Kemal has been standing right in front of the door of the house of the woman who once filled her days.

With mixed feelings, Mr. Kemal ventured to knock on the brown door leaf.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

Inside the house, Mamah Yati was fervently looking at photos of Anan from time to time.

When he was about to put Anan's clothes into the closet, he accidentally caught a box containing Anan's personal belongings, including the photo album.

When he heard the door knock, he,

mamah Yati also kept the photo album back in its place.

Because of the distance of aunt Yani closer to the main door, then he immediately opened the door.

After the door opened, Aunt Yani fell silent while remembering the man standing before her at this moment.

"Who, Yan?" ask Mamah Yati who has not had time to see the guest who visited his house.

And how surprised he was, when he saw his guest that afternoon, and recognized his figure.

His eyes were dewy; his feelings were not out of whack. His memories seem to take him back to the past. Where he began a new life together with someone he loved in the sacred bond of marriage that made him happy at that time. Up to the moment where he had to swallow the bitter pill left behind by his beloved husband without the slightest news, in a young pregnant state.

Hate it? Sure.

Getting angry? Sure do.

His heart was struggling wanting to rampage right now. Which woman is willing to be left pregnant. Which woman does not worry about her husband leaving and never coming back.

It is not easy for Mamah Yati to live life as a mother and father for Anan. Not to mention the hurtful words from people around, which were not worth listening to children of Anan's age at that time.

However, he also felt relieved. Because the man who had been worried about his existence turned out to be fine. And now he was standing right in front of his eyes.

In the midst of the late Yamah Yati in his mind, suddenly he was powerless to hold his body weight.

"M-Mas, Mas Kemal!" shouts, weak.

Luckily, Zidan rushed forward and sustained the body of the mama Yati.

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