You Are My Sunshine
The Part 173
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Dara who lowered her head immediately raised her face in a gasp and immediately looked straight at Ratih, is what she heard really real and not a dream?
Her beautiful eyes rolling looking alternately towards the Hero and also Ratih as if in disbelief, still making sure and looking for justification that what he heard was not just an illusion. The hero approached Dara, stood behind her and squeezed her shoulders gently. He understood that at this time his wife was being hit by an overflow of flavors that made her seem confused.
Ratih grabbed Dara's right hand into his grasp, then rubbed the back of his hand.
"thank you. Because I am still willing to take care of a bad mother like me, maybe I do not deserve to be called Mother by you," said Ratih with a bitter smile.
"Don't say that Auntie. I. I'm just still surprised" he said awkwardly.
"This is the first time anyone has asked me to call that name. I had a wonderful father who took me in a love called family, but I never had a mother before" said Dara with a cheering face and then looked back down.
The angle of his long petrified heart froze as the ego began to melt as it allowed Dara's light to infiltrate it, making the dark corner slowly warm up and the darkness gradually disappear.
"So now, will you be my Son and can I be your Mother?"ask Ratih in a soft and gentle voice.
Dara gulped her saliva in nervousness, her throat choked due to the various overflows that raged in her chest. He turned his head back to look at Wira who was greeted by a nod of his head and then looked back at Ratih.
"When married to Mas Wira then automatically the parents of Mas Wira is also my family and indirectly I have become a child of Mother. Isn't she?" said Dara Parau for holding haru.
"Call me Mom one more time, son. I want to hear it more clearly" she asked. Ratih began to tear up, after seeing Dara and getting to know her more closely, his heart was touched and he began to fall for this girl.
"I-Mother.." said Dara.
Trainly stretched out her hands and gestured for Dara to come into her arms. Dara hesitated to stand up and then approached and put herself in the arms of a woman who was just starting to open her heart to accept each other with herself.
The corner of Dara's eyes drained a clear grain wet her beautiful face, dreaming even she did not dare to have a mother because all that was just wishful thinking that could not be achieved. Likewise with Ratih, the middle-aged woman was swept away in the flow of haru that filled the entire atmosphere of the room, almost he exchanged precious gems with a pile of gravel wrapped in falsehood.
The hero who witnessed it reviewed a relieved smile, because one by one the problems in his life began to be resolved such as hope and do'a-do'anya. He joined the two precious women in his life, hoping all this to be a good start in treading the future together with loved ones.