True Said Mamah

Chapter 93

The villa mr. Kendra.

"Bi, Auntie!"

Doctor Sandra called one of the art in the villa.

"Yes, Madam."

"Did Auntie know where the papih went?" ask Dr. Sandra.

"Sorry, Madam. Aunty doesn't know" replied the aunt.

"Yes already. Thank you." Thank you."

"Yes, you're welcome, madam."

The artist also retreats to the kitchen.

From another direction, Mr. Kemal came to his wife.

"We're leaving now, Mah! Papah there's a meeting this afternoon," asked Mr. Kemal.

"But, we have to go to papih first," said Dr. Sandra.

"Let Papah call papih later," said Mr. Kemal, then took the hand of doctor Sandra.

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"You're not angry anymore, are you?" asked Mr. Kemal on the way home to his residence.

Doctor Sandra looked over.

"What's this talking about, anyway? According to Papah, would Mamah want to see Papah if Mamah was still angry?" tanyanya, back.

"What is said to be papih is true. Problems to be faced are not avoided. After all, Mama pity the children."

"Pity what does that mean, Mah?"

"Every day Zidan came to see Mamah, but Mamah always refused. Actually, Mom doesn't want to do it."

Doctor Sandra sighed.

"Your mother regrets letting Zidan go. Added to that with Anan's arrival today. Mom could not help but cry to hear her story. Honestly, Mama feels guilty."

A clear thread has swept through the delicate cheeks of Dr. Sandra.

Hixes

At once Mr. Kemal turned to hear the sound of his wife's mouthful. He grabbed and clasped the hand of Dr. Sandra trying to calm and strengthen.

"Already, Mah. Don't blame yourself too much. All is His will," persuaded Mr. Kemal while still focusing on driving.

"But Mamah really felt guilty Pah, for separating you."

"That's all gone, Mah. All we need to do now is correct our mistakes so as not to have a bad effect on the future of our children" said Mr. Kemal, wise.

"Mamah is willing to accept Anan as her own biological daughter, right?" ask mr. Kemal.

"Don't you know that Mamah is closer to Anan than Papah?" Doctor Sandra asked back while wiping her tears.

"Thank God" said Mr. Kemal, then heaved a heavy sigh.

"What's up, Pah?"

"Come, Mah. But.. It looks like Papah will have a hard time getting a confession from Anan."

"Don't get discouraged like that. Mamah was sure Anan would forgive and accept Papah. Because Anan is a forgiving and not vindictive girl. Trust me, Anan would open his heart to Papah." It was the turn of Doctor Sandra who encouraged her husband.

"Then... does Mamah sincerely accept Anan's mother as Mamah's honey?" ask Mr. Kemal, be careful.

However, it turns out that Mr. Kemal got an unexpected answer from his second wife.

"You must be sincere. If the time could turn back, Mamah should not be between Papah and Anan's mother" replied Dr. Sandra, then smiled.

Mr. Kemal also returned the smile of Doctor Sandra.

"Thank you, Mah."

"Thank you, thank God. May the servant be fair to the wives of the servant, aamiin." Mr. Kemal prayed in his heart.

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Next day.

Zidan's four-wheeled vehicle is perfectly parked in the yard of the house. Just as he was about to press the bell, the door of the house suddenly opened.

"Isn't your mom back?" asked Mr. Kendra who did not think Zidan had been standing at the door.

"I didn't come here to look for mamah, but to meet Opa" Zidan said

"Wait, wait! Where are you going, neat like this?" zidan asked, squinting his eyes, paying attention to the appearance of Lord Kendra from head to toe, then back again to the head.

"Opa wants out. There's business" replied Mr. Kendra, briefly.

"But Zidan wants to say something to Opa."

Mr. Kendra then glanced at the circular clock in his left hand.

"Five minutes."

"Oh my goodness, Opa. Since when our conversation was broken. Usually Zidan gets bored" Zidan protested.

"Alright, we'll talk on the back porch," asked Mr. Kendra, relented.

"Speak!" Mr. Kendra started the conversation after sitting in a chair.

"It's about Anan, Opa," Zidan said. Makes mister Kendra frown.

"Regarding Anan's kidnapping back then, I don't think Opa needs to discuss it anymore. To anyone, especially to Anan. I'm afraid the results won't be good. Opa's relationship with Anan could be tenuous. Or worst of all, Anan hates Opa. Opa certainly did not want that to happen. So Zidan suggested, it's better for Opa not to bring it up. Not all facts need to be revealed. If that fact will only bring ugliness, then it is definitely better to keep it. Sometimes facts can only be memories, not captions."

Mr. Kendra who looked serious listened, looked at every word for word spoken by his grandson. And all that Zidan says is justified.

"alright. Opa follow your advice. Instead, make Opa always close and please Anan."

"It's easy, Opa."

"Aren't you jealous?" ask Mr. Kendra, meledek.

"For what reason am I jealous of my own brother."

Feeling that it had been a while, Mr. Kendra glanced back at his watch.

"For chatting with you, Opa's time is wasted a lot," said Mr. Kendra, then rose from his seat.

"But it's not free either, Opa," argued Zidan, not accept.

"Here, Opa left first."

Mr. Kendra went into the house and called Jojon, leaving Zidan in his seat.

"Well! How did Zidan get left? Basic opa-opa is ungrateful," Zidan grumbled.

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Now Mr. Kendra is on his way to the house of Mamah Yati.

"Jon, what about the one I asked to check yesterday?" ask Mr. Kendra.

"Already, Sir. Everything's in the envelope next to Mr."

Mr. Kendra grabbed the envelope, then pulled out the contents.

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Mamah Yati's door was knocked. With a quick walk, aunt Yani headed for the door. After the door opened, Aunt Yani observed the person standing before her at this moment.

"Yati, anything?" ask Mr. Kendra.

The one being asked was still silent without letting go of his gaze.

"I asked, is Nurhayati there?" Mr. Kendra asked again.

Immediately aunt Yani realized. But he had not yet answered, Mamah Yati appeared from behind.

"Well, Papih!" yells.

"White?" lirih aunty Yani.

"Let's go in, Pih!" bring mamah Yati.

"Include me, Pih, this is my younger brother, his name is Yani.

Mr. Kendra then extended his hand.

"I'm Kendra. I'm the father-in-law of your brother" he said.

Aunt Yani can't say anything. His tongue feels ugly. In my heart, Aunt Yani gave thanks. Finally, her brother's waiting was over as well.

As Mamah Yati told him yesterday afternoon, Mr. Kendra is indeed a good figure.

Mamah Yati did not tell the whole story. He only told the good about his father-in-law. The reason was simple, he did not want his biological brother to hate his in-laws.

"Dam?!"

Mamah Yati broke aunt Yani's mind. Sangking sinking, to the extent that aunt Yani did not return the hand of Mr. Kendra.

"Eh, sorry, sir."

"Call for 'foam' only. Just like Yati called me." Mr. Kendra's hand was no longer floating in the air.

"No, Mister. How about I just call 'father'," refused aunt Yani, polite.

"Fat's just you." Mr. Kendra did not dispute Aunt Yani's refusal.

"Oh yeah, what do you want to drink?" bargain aunt Yani.

"No, no need. I'm here to take Yati for a walk. You're not busy, are you, Yati?"

"Today I'm not busy, pih. Where are we going?"

"You come first. I'll know for myself."

"alright. Then I'll get ready first."

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Tbc...