
The day seemed darker, it was seen Aletaa was still at home lying on her soft bed. While Eric, the man appears to be focusing on the laptop screen placed in his lap. These days Eric lives at Aletaa's father's house, so his office work is a little behind.
"I'll meet Monica first" Aletaa said, slowly rising up from the bed, preparing to meet Monica who was now in the big house papillion.
Eric who heard that immediately looked at his wife. "Do you want me?" asked the man.
"No need, just continue your work." said Aletaa as she exited the room.
A second later Aletaa was gone from sight. The girl continued to step towards the backyard. There were some people standing guard at the door of the papillus. Aletaa is approaching.
"Are Monica not busy?" asked the girl.
The waiter who was there only shook his head as a sahutan. "When I checked him out, he was sitting near the upper balcony." said one of the servants.
Aletaa nodded in understanding, the girl immediately entered the house, her steps climbed a few steps to reach the top floor.
Arriving on the 2nd floor, Netra Aletaa began combing around, looking for where Monica was. Aletaa walked a few steps towards the balcony. Monica was sitting not far from there, but the woman was daydreaming with her empty gaze.
"Mother Monica?" said Aletaa as she walked towards Monica.
Monica did not respond, the woman was silent as if unaware of Aletaa's whereabouts.
"He's healthy?." asked Aletaa again, again there was no response from Monica, the woman was like deaf could not hear any sound.
Aletaa continued to approach, until the girl was right in front of Monica who was sitting on a wooden chair, with difficulty Aletaa crouched down in front of the woman who had almost killed her first.
Monica's face looked so pale, her hair was messy and unkempt, Monica's gaze seemed very alarming, both her eyes were staring at Aletaa blankly, there was a little pity in Aletaa's heart, the girl understood what Monica was feeling.
The guilt that drove him crazy, the regret that made his heart hurt.
Aletaa got back up from her sitting position, the girl turned behind Monica, stroking the woman's hair gently as she occasionally combed with her lentic fingers.
At the moment Monica is mentally disturbed, it is not good to ask her directly.
At first Monica rebelled as Aletaa's warm hands touched her hair, but slowly, Monica began to feel comfortable around Aletaa.
Monica felt calmer, Aletaa began to ask some questions, initially just trivial questions as a stale base.
"Mak Monica has eaten?." How many times did Aletaa ask that question, but still, Monica did not respond.
Though according to some servants who some days guard Monica, Monica never responded when asked questions, never moved if no one moved her, he said, just like a maneqin doll but can breathe.
"Then, I feed Monica yes" Aletaa said as she reached for a plate containing food not far from where she was.
Slowly Aletaa began to feed Monica, although a little difficult, but Aletaa was happy when some rice seeds entered into Monica's mouth.
After a few mouthfuls, Monica shook her head, it seemed that she was already unwilling to eat. "Why is this?, Mbak Monica must eat, this is for the health of the baby mbak." said the girl.
"What!." suddenly a voice sounded from behind.
Aletaa immediately glanced towards the origin of the voice. The girl's eyes opened immediately. "Grandfather?." he muttered in shock when he saw a familiar figure to him.
Grandfather slowly approached with his nanar gaze. The old man seemed to be very angry.
"This is not what you heard it was" Aletaa said, trying to calm grandfather down.
But the old man did not listen. He felt he was being lied to.
"Sir!." cried Eric who came suddenly. From the beginning the man had suspected that grandfather was following Aletaa, and sure enough, Grandfather now knew the secret they had been hiding.
Eric stops his grandfather before he reaches Monica. "Don't stop me Eric, I want to teach that bib*al woman a lesson!" exclaimed grandfather as Eric tried to confront her.
"Seek I beg you not to act rashly!." said Eric.
Aletaa who saw it could only hug Monica tightly, Monica was indeed stressed, but she still had feelings.
Aletaa covered both of Monica's ears while blocking the woman's face. "Sir, please don't listen to them, don't look at them" Aletaa said. The girl continued to cry while hugging the woman she already considered her own brother to be.
In Monica's blank gaze, slowly her eyes let out clear details of tears.
Aletaa who saw that immediately wiped away the tears that came out from both of Monica's eyes. "I beg you not to cry, just look at me and just listen to me." Aletaa tried to calm Monica down.
On the other hand, Eric was still fighting with his grandfather. "Geek I know you're angry, but please don't let your anger freeze your heart, remember, Monica is your granddaughter." Eric tried to calm his grandfather.
"Be quiet, don't ever say anything about that bi*al woman, she's not my granddaughter!, she's not my granddaughter!." said grandfather, slowly his tears fell, the grandson he loved so much even made a scar on his heart.
Disappointed, disappointed grandfather Monica!!!.