A Mistake

A Mistake
Breakfast Together


Hans and Dira return to their room to change their clothes, then go down to visit their son and his friend Erik... While Jessica was already sitting sweetly in the dining room waiting for breakfast together.


"Ah yes Brother Jessica, I'm sorry because we can not accompany sister breakfast. This morning my father sent me a message if he wanted to have breakfast with us... I'm sorry.." said Dira while rummaging through his bag like looking for something.


"It's okay." Jessica replied briefly.


"Hum, wait a minute.there's my stuff left in the room..."


"Yes, go quickly, baby, but don't be long..."


"Yes, um..."


Without waiting for long, half-running Dira finally returned to his room.


"Oya Jess, soon Alex and Mr. Handoyo will come. Take them to breakfast with you, and talk about the steps you will take to fight Rico, Mr. Hendrik's eldest son... The sooner you solve your problems, the better for you and for Erik. So that you guys can arrange the future better both of you." said Hans...


"Yes, thank you so much for your help Hans, I didn't expect you to still care and care about me. I'll never forget your kindness, Hans..." Jessica tried to grab Hans' hand, but Hans quickly dodged it.


"Don't think too far about Jess.I want to help you, all because of my wife's kindness, not because we've had a relationship before..." Jessica was silent for a moment when she heard Hans say, for some reason her heart suddenly felt disappointed and sick to hear Hans telling her.


"I know." she answered briefly.


And when they were silent to each other, Dira suddenly came.


"Let's go, Dira's ready..."


"Come on.ayo..the children have also been noisier than earlier..."


"Maa.. when do we leave.." whinek Hara who can't wait to meet with his opa and oma.


"Yes dear... Oya, sister Jess, we go first, sister." said Dira as she pulled her hair.


"Yes." - Jessica replied.


Whether intentionally or not, when Dira brushed her hair, Jessica saw a sign of ownership there.


'Br... Hans seems to have completely forgotten me. Eight more years with me, he never once treated me as special as he treated Dira. Never put a sign of ownership on me, touch me even he never. Under the pretext of wanting to have a special first night, even a kiss she wouldn't give it to me. Dira is now his wife... I shouldn't have let go of Hans just like that. And now Hans is really like a man who has been blinded by love. Even when faced with me, Hans now seems to have built a fortress so strong and tall. So hard I hit it. But I must admit that Dira is a woman as well as a good wife and mother, otherwise... how could she possibly accept me staying at her house and allow her husband to help me deal with the problems I was facing? Though I was the ex-boyfriend of her husband who had been evil to her, to make them separated for five years... My God...What's wrong with me...? Will I become the person I was once again? Selfish, evil and ignorant? Will I be able to destroy the household of someone who has sincerely helped me and loved my child? I don't seem that crazy, but frankly I envy seeing Dira's happiness with Hans.... The happiness that once was will be my future...'


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Hans' black Pajero Sport car enters the courtyard of a large classic-style house. The house that holds a million happy memories when he was still with his mother Almarhumah, a house that bears silent witness to how happy Dira was in her childhood... as well as the house that bears witness to the dark history of his life, so he was forced to leave the house with a heart full of wounds.


"Honey we've arrived... Are we going down now?" hans asked, holding his wife's hand. Hearing the question from her husband, Dira's daydreams collapsed instantly.


"Ah.l...yes..."


"Yes what.." seduced Hans, he knew from the moment the car entered the yard of his father's house, Dira was seen daydreaming. Hence Dira did not reply when Hara asked him.


"Ah.yeah yes we're down now..."


"Ma... This is opa's house?"


"Yes.." replied Dira briefly while nodding.


"Mama... Are you not happy we came to opa's house? Kok mama looks sad." asked Hara who had seen her mother look moody.


"No, my mom is not sad... Mama misses the same opa so she is also happy to meet with opa, just like Hara..."


"But..."


"Eh that same opa oma out to welcome us. Let's go down.." asked Hans to distract Hara.


"O yes. let's all get down...Hara don't stay with Erik..."


"Yes ma... Come Rik.. We go to my opa and oma.." invite Hara to the spirit. The two children immediately jumped out of the car. Hans opened the car door for his wife and after closing the car door again, Hans' hand clasped Dira tightly.


"Don't be sad. mas is always by your side..."


Dira turned to look at her husband with a smile.


"Thank you..."


"I love you too..."


Hara and Erik ran up to Prasetyo his papa Dira and Sonya mama.


"Assalamu'alaikum... My name is Hara Andika Saputra, four years old. This is Hara's friend. Her name is Erik. She's four years old too..."


"Wa'alaikum... Masya Allah. granddaughter oma very smart... Let's go in, oma has cooked a lot. We just have breakfast right away.." welcome Sonya friendly. Sonya has indeed changed a lot since Dira gave up Damar for Angel, especially Dira also wanted to marry Hans, even though at that time Dira married without love.


"Darling... How are you...? Where have you been. hiks hyks..." Sonya hugged Dira's body tightly while crying, making Dira also cry because of the atmosphere.


"Ehem..." Prasetyo's voice cleared his throat, making Sonya release her embrace on Dira.


"Our firstborn goes home" said Sonya.


"Papa.." call Dira... Prasetyo stretched out his hands and Dira poured into the warm embrace of his father.


"I'm sorry Dira papa.. hiks hiks..."


"Papa who should apologize dear.. all this time, papa has been a lot of unfair to you. And when you find out you've gone far away somewhere, half your soul seems to be lost with you... Forgive me, dear..."


"Yes pa..."


"Already... already...let's have breakfast..tuh see your child already first.." said Sonya.


"Masha Allah Hara... Erik. how do you eat first..."


"Sorry ma. end Hara same Erik hungry ma... Old mama, later Hara could be the same Erik fainted, if you have to wait for mama." said Hara while chewing her breakfast. While Hans waited for his son to eat, while occasionally wiping the rest of the food that was splattered around his son's lips.


"Look at your husband Dir. he seemed so affectionate and patient with his son." said Sonya who was amazed to see Hans' treatment of his son. "You are happy now, dear..." Sonya stroked Dira's soft hair.


"Alhamdulillah mi... Hans also spoiled Dira... He was a very good father and husband..."


"Thank God.mami was relieved to hear it... Forgive my mom's attitude all this time, son?" Dira nodded with a smile to Sonya, then the two sat down in their respective dining chairs for breakfast together.


"O yes mi... Angel and Damar where ? Sorry yesterday Hans could not attend Angel and Damar's wedding." asked Hans as he glanced at Dira to see Dira's reaction when he mentioned Dira's name. But either Dira did not hear or pretended not to hear, which surely Dira looks mediocre.


"It's okay, Hans. The most important thing is his prayer... Thank God everything is good, isn't it pi...?" Prasetyo.


"Oh Angel is married? Thank goodness... When was that mi?"


"A few months ago after Angel finished her S1. Sorry, baby, we wanted to postpone their marriage until you came home, but even the news of your existence we never knew, while Angel was already positive to contain her son Damar..."


"It's okay mi... May their household be the same..."


"Yes dear.thank you for your understanding... Mami feels so guilty about you..."


"Don't that be the case..We have agreed to close the old sheet to open a new sheet? So don't get picked up again..."


Dira grabs Sonya's hand and kisses her, while old netra Prasetyo glazes at Sonya and Dira's familiarity, especially when he hears Dira's generosity to his mami and brother.


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