Wife Revenge Wasted

Repatriation

A surprised look was clearly visible in the eyes of a woman who was no longer young. The circle of his eyes, which was dominated by wrinkles, was slowly wetted by the tear-filled spout that broke at the corner of his clear net.

His hands rushed to embrace the princess whom he had not expected to arrive. His rough hands that he used to pluck grass in the fields, he now rubbed it on his daughter's back. Comfortable, yes for Jharna is very comfortable. There is no caress softer and warmer than the mother's loving caress.

The longing that was stirring both of them was spilling out right now.

“Come in,” Paridah said as she broke her embrace. He let Jharna and Kelvin enter first into his house while holding back the tightness in the chest. The wooden door was tightly closed so that no one would see the woman who was currently being interviewed by reporters.

Jharna sat down first, he noticed the figure of Paridah who was no longer young. His footsteps limped from falling when he heard the news about Anjani on television.

“Mother,” said Jharna when he saw his mother had trouble stepping.

Luckily Kelvin immediately grabbed the woman's hand, grasped it tightly and helped her walk until he sat down next to Jharna.

The woman smiled faintly, at the man who came with her daughter. The tears were clear and he could not hide them.

“Include Mom, this is Mas Kelvin,” Jharna introduces the always faithful man beside her.

“Ya, how are you?” parida's voice sounded weak.

“Good news Mom, mom how are you?” Kelvin chimed in with courtesy.

The woman did not answer, she rubbed Jharna's left cheek with her right hand. “Better, after seeing you guys coming,” The lady looked at Jharna and Kelvin fixedly and alternately.

“Sorry because Jani has made my mother anxious,” said Jharna with sadness. From the sound of the television that lit, it was confirmed that the entire time his mother watched a gossip show that discussed her daughter's problems. Whether it is purely a true story or has been seasoned many events that deserve to happen according to them.

New people who are looking for a stage also appear, claiming to know Jharna or Cheryl and Andrew. Jharna was already indifferent to that, most importantly for him right now, his mother's condition was fine. What he experienced was certainly a great shock for his mother who did not know the details of his daughter's problems.

“That's important you are safe and mom can still see you.” The woman said really. Her eyes were still wet and Jharna wiped them with her soft thumb. Paridah held her daughter's hand that was on her left cheek, this was real, her daughter was fine after facing a huge storm of exams.

“Mom heard on television, son Kelvin is the one who saved the life of the mother's son, right?” Parida's attention this time moved to the figure of Kelvin who also moved blue.

The man smiled faintly, it was obvious that he was a sincere person. “I just did what I could do, Mom. The rest, it's god's intervention and Jani's strong spirit to survive and fight.” Kelvin spoke wisely. The man got a big smile from the old woman who was hurt for what happened to his daughter.

Jharna's arrival earlier, did not explain the events he experienced in detail. But as Jharna's confession was covered by the media, more and more complete and terrible information was heard by Parida.

“You are a good child, I can not repay you with anything other than praying that your life is always happy,” Paridah said in earnest from the bottom of his heart.

“Hah, mom still feels dreams, saw you guys come suddenly.” Paridah wiped the remaining tears on her cheek. For this old lady, now was not the time for her to cry. It's time to be happy, to see his daughter come home okay.

“This is not a dream anymore Mom, Jharna will always be beside mom, accompany mom all the time.” The hand of the kisut belongs to Paridah Jharna bring to cupping his face, because it feels very comfortable.

“Yes, I also do not want to separate again with you.” The woman agreed with Jharna. “By the way, have you guys eaten?” Paridah looked at the two people in turn.

“Mother don't worry, Jharna can make your own food.”

“Don't, mom hasn't been your masakin for a long time. Instead, you take Kelvin to his room, let me prepare some food. Hem?” tawar Parida.

Jharna just nodded, he did not want to argue with the mother. Preparing food for her child was one of the woman's joys and Jharna did not want to spoil it.

Each one out of its place. Paridah went to the kitchen, while Jharna drove Kelvin to one of the rooms in his house. The room is not too spacious and only measures 3x3.5 meters with a small bed that only fit one person. Some of the walls of the room are still made of wood. Paridah was reluctant to replace it with a pot because the house was built by her husband with difficulty, nothing she wanted to change in the slightest.

“Sorry yes Mas, my house is far from luxurious impression,” said Jharna when opening the room door for Kelvin.

“Hey, what are you talking about? Did I ever demand something fancy from you?” ask the man. He looked around the comfortable room. It really feels like being in the house.

“Ngak,” sahut Jharna. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Kelvin who was looking out of the window. The expanse of the cauliflower garden is clearly visible from this small window. It needed to duck a little to look out there because of its tall body.

“Because Mas didn't ask for anything with me, then I feel I can't give anything with Mas.” The woman continued her sentence.

Kelvin immediately turned to the sad-sounding woman. He approached her and bowed his knees before the woman he loved.

“Hey, who said you haven't given me anything yet?” the man clasped Jharna's hand tightly. His dense Netra looked at Jharna warmly

“Many things you've given me and that's more than enough. I thank you for allowing me to enter into your quiet life. Getting a strand of do’a from a woman that means so much to you. It was more than enough. it was abundant for me Jharna.” Kelvin said with great sincerity.

Jharna's attractive lips unravel a thin smile nan haru. Kelvin's sentence just now had his mouth shut. “Don't say anything like that again. Don't keep thanking me. You're part of my life, that's all we have to be grateful for and say a huge thank you to the universe that brought us together.” Kelvin said.

Jharna did not chim in, he preferred to hug Kelvin in front of him. Just a few moments to show each other existence for each other.

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