True Said Mamah

Chapter 90

"Hi, Nan!" greet Zidan who saw Anan walking towards him. And a smile.

"Didn't you get tired of coming here every day?" anan asked after sitting on the chair.

"Yes no. If necessary, I'll just bring my suitcase, let's stay here. It's crowded here, unlike at home, deserted as a grave," said Zidan, at length.

"Well, why is that?" asked Anan, frowning.

"Eitherway. I was also confused about them. Every day I am busy working. Go home late. While mama, still at home stay in the opa villa."

"So, they're not okay?" ask Anan, lethargic.

"I've been trying to make Papah and mamah peaceful. But yes it is. If I persuade papah, he said let mamah calm down first," explained Zidan.

"What about mama Sandra?"

"I haven't seen Mama in a week. Mama always refused my arrival."

Zidan leaned his head against the back of the chair and pressed the rank of his nose.

"Where are you going?"

"The plan is to go to villa opa. May today the mood be good."

"Can I come?"

Zidan sat up again and thought for a moment.

"I wouldn't force Sandra's mother if Sandra didn't want to meet." Anan suspects that Zidan will not be allowed to do so.

"How's it?" asked Anan, hoping.

"alright. You can come with. But, breakfast first. I brought your favorite food."

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The Aryan apartment.

Arya is getting ready for the office. When he opened the door, he was startled by the presence of Abhizar who was standing about to press the bell.

Arya's forehead shriveled. Because once his cousin wanted to see him in person.

"What's wrong?" ask Arya, cuek.

"Something I want to say."

"But I'm busy. My job is waiting in the office." Arya refused without looking at Abhizar.

"alright. I'll send you the address where we met at lunch later."

Abhizar left Arya without regard to the rejection that Aryan would say.

"What?! She could have just left without listening to me first" Arya muttered as she stared at the elevator door.

Seriously staring at the elevator door, to the point that the ringing of his phone was so shocking.

"Hello."

"I'm still in the apartment. I'll be on my way soon."

"Yes, I know. I'll be there before the meeting starts."

Apparently Dimas called because this time Arya was late to the office. There will be a meeting with an important client this morning.

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Anan and Zidan have arrived at the villa opa Kendra. As usual, Zidan's arrival was always welcomed by the ARTs working there.

"You sit here first, yeah. I'm gonna go find opa." As before leaving earlier, this time Anan no longer uses a handkerchief to be guided by Zidan.

Anan nodded and sat quietly on the sofa that he had overwritten in the living room.

"What would you like to drink?" ask the wrong art that approached Anan.

"Anything" Anan replied, briefly.

"Then, look forward to it, Miss."

The art passed after Anan nodded.

Zidan had arrived in front of Dr. Sandra's room. When he was about to knock on the door of his mama's room, Kendra's opa, who happened to be from the back porch, saw him and immediately approached.

"Zidan, your mother told you to just go home. Your mother still refuses to meet," he said. Zidan could only sigh in frustration.

"But I can't possibly let mamah and papah like this go on, Opa. Moreover, I was there at that time. Mom must blame me too. And... Zidan wants to forgive Zidan."

"Opa understand how you feel. But, you should also be able to appreciate your mama's wishes. Be patient for a moment" said Mr. Kendra again, then walked to his room.

Meanwhile, Anan who was feeling bored, started to step closer to the source of the voice that was faintly heard in his forest.

"Who are you talking to, Zidan?" the question is, so it's behind Zidan.

"Loh, Anan, why are you here? If you fall, how?"

Zidan was surprised by the arrival of Anan which also made him worried at the same time.

"If it's not wrong, it looks like Zidan was talking to someone earlier. But where is that guy?" muttered Anan, implying.

"Thank God, opa was gone before Anan arrived. It could be bad if opa met Anan. Opa will definitely tell Anan everything. Since the incident, the opa has been impatient to admit his mistake and apologise immediately. Mama and papah affairs may not be finished, new problems arise." Zidan.

"Zidan?!" call Anan.

"Oh that's nobody." Anan just nodded repeatedly.

"What about mama Sandra? Is Mamah Sandra okay?" asked Anan, worried.

"I don't know how you are either. You still don't want to see me."

It was clear Zidan was frustrated. This problem really drains energy, mind, and time.

"Let me try to talk to Mamah Sandra." Zidan just nodded, allowing.

Anan stepped closer to the door, then knocked on it.

"Well, this is Anan, Mah. Anan does not understand Mamah's feelings at this time, because Anan is not Mamah. Anan was just an ordinary girl who had yet to understand the realm of elders. Maybe Anan's words seem strange... But, does Mamah know? Since Anan was a teenager, Anan no longer questioned where Anan's papah was. Even Anan already thinks that Papah Anan is dead. Because I hope it's free."

Anan's tears began to flow down his cheeks.

While Sandra doctor who stood behind the door since Zidan chat with opa Kendra earlier, mused word by word that said from Anan's lips.

Doctor Sandra wanted to get out of the room to fill her empty glass. However, hearing Zidan's presence prevented him from doing so.

"Will you hear a story? This story Anan had never told anyone before. Even to Mamah Yati." Anan set the rhythm of his breath.

"Then, the school held a meeting with all parents of students. All parents must attend. But, the day before the event, Mamah Yati was sick. So Anan goes to Anan's teacher to tell him about the state of mama. Long story short, out of whose mouth, until rumors spread in school that Anan is an illegitimate child born without marriage." Clear crystal threads increasingly flooded Anan's face.

"Anan was bullied for months at school. Until the school finally handled the case. The school wanted to send a message to come to the school, but Anan insisted that the school did not have to do that. Anan just smiled as he said Anan is fine. Anan is fine."

No different from Anan, Zidan had exhausted his tears. How hard life Anan has been through. How strong Anan faced the trials of life that persist, he thought.

"Mamah Sandra must know why Anan hid this from Mamah Yati. Anan did not want to mind. Anan does not want to if until mamah heartache. Mom has suffered so much. Anan did not want to add to the burden of mama. Because although Anan has never met Anan's father, but Anan is convinced that Anan is not an illegitimate child as they say... It's true, Anan had thought if Anan had a father, maybe the story would be different. If Anan had papah at that time, he would have protected Anan from getting hurt. It was definitely not going to let Anan cry out of contempt."

Along with her tears, Anan again set the rhythm of his breath.

"But, seeing the persistence and affection of the mother of Yati, Anan then thought, in this world Anan does not need a father figure. Although not comparable, for Anan, Mamah Yati is enough to meet the criteria of a mother and father."

Anan wiped away the trace of his tears, though still sobbing.

"Mahs... Anan did not ask Mamah to understand Anan. Anan's... Anan only misses Sandra's mother who is always warm to Anan. Anan misses Mama," he added.

After that Anan turned around and stepped towards the living room. So did Zidan who followed behind Anan.

However, not yet had the two of them reached the living room, Mr. Kendra appeared from the side.

"Anan?!

Tbc...