My Husband's
Love for him

"Yes, Honey. Mama Sinta wants to apologize to you. He promised not to repeat his actions again. You want to apologize, right?" I just want to get the answer soon.

"Dinda can't, Ma, Pa" he said, which immediately surprised me and Mas Fandi.

"Dinda didn't say that Dinda was forgiving?"

"Yes, but Dinda doesn't want to stay with Mama Sinta anymore. Dinda scared. Dinda wants to stay with Mama and Papa." Now he's dropping himself into my arms. I grabbed him and rubbed his head gently. Every now and then I kissed her forehead and pulled her deeper into my arms.

I faintly saw Mas Fandi smiling at how I treated Dinda. It seems like she was happy because I loved Dinda so unconditionally.

"Honey, you don't need to stay with Mama Sinta after forgiving her. Where might Mama let her beloved daughter live with someone else. We're happy here." I gave Dinda some understanding. It was only fitting that he would not forgive Sinta. Apparently she was afraid if she had to go back to live with Sinta again. There's no way I'm letting that happen. Dinda is ours. He will forever remain my son.

"Oh, so Dinda won't stay with Mama Sinta, will she, Ma?" ask again.

"Yes, Honey. You just have to forgive her." Fandi added.

"Yes, Dinda wants to, Pa, Ma."

Me and Mas Fandi smiled happily at Dinda's answer. Sinta will leave after meeting with Dinda. Hence, when Dinda decided to forgive herself, we felt very happy.

"But there's Mama and Papa, right?" ask Dinda in doubt. He was still afraid we wouldn't go with him.

"Yes, honey, Mama and Papa are also with you. You want to, right?" Now it's my turn to ask to be sure.

"Yes, Ma, Dinda would. What matters is Mama and Papa." He hugged us in turn. Show us how sorry he is.

After that, we accompanied Dinda to draw our picture. This little girl is very talented. Our photos are very beautiful and nice.

"Darling, what do you want to say at school? Try to practice it," I said, wanting to hear him tell our story.

Dinda stood in front of us, opened the picture and showed us what appeared to be her classmates.

"My name is Dinda, I have both parents who love me very much. My name is Papa Fandi. He is very nice, handsome, cool, and likes to work hard. Papa always buys me what I want. Papa also often said that I was his little girl who was very beautiful. My name is Mama Ana. I love him so much. Mom is very beautiful and smart to cook. My mom is also attentive and loves me. I am grateful to have the best family in the world. I love papa and mama."

After Dinda read everything, I wiped the wet corners of my eyes. I was so excited about the story with her friends. She doesn't even remember that I'm her stepmom. To her, I was the best mom for her.

Me and Mas Fandi applauded. We appreciate Dinda's hard work. Although all this time he had suffered, yet he remained a strong and cheerful child. I was lucky to meet him. The boy who had brought me happiness with Mas Fandi as well.