
"You sacrificed Octavia's need for a mother figure, just for the sake of your feelings of not being polygamous."
"If you think about Octavia and her future, you will sacrifice your feelings, and try to survive."
"Children don't just need material to grow, Mba Mariam."
Mariam was speechless, slapped by Ms. Aini's words. Her motherly instincts screamed realizing the loneliness Okta had experienced that escaped her attention. After Bian, his father died, after Mizan, his ashes had to be cut off, and now he is busy struggling with life.
"Thank you Ms. Aini, it reminds me," said Mariam broke the silence between them and tried not to be provoked by Ms. Aini.
"Sorry Mba Mariam, I didn't mean anything. It's just that I don't feel good about you and your family" said Ms. Aini again.
"Bu .. I .. stick to my stance, so please don't try to persuade me by carrying around Octavia. I've improved and I'm no longer depressed, so my decision deserves to be heard." Mariam tried to assert her firmness before Ms. Aini snorted further.
"Again, mother has an amazing daughter-in-law, Medina. I can't hurt him just for the sake of my survival and Octavia. Even if the happiness that I will get, but it feels sad because it has to slice the happiness of other women," said Mariam.
"Mother .. please understand me, I love Mizan by letting go of her with someone who has been proven to love her sincerely. Believe me, I still have a decent life, but not as little as I sacrifice Octavia."
Behind the window curtain, Moses stood and heard Mariam's words. His hands shook, as his heart shook.
"Splitting a second time with you, feeling like you're dying the same way a second time, I'm sure you're suffering from Mariam. I promise not to make you suffer too long" murmured Moses.
"Mother ..," call Moses out. Mariam who realized the presence of Moses immediately removed the clear hair that had adorned her eyes.
"Don't make things difficult for Mariam, we apologize for being forced to hide all the proceedings from our decision from Mother. We just don't want you to worry" Moses said.
"Rem ... I understand, I only tested the determination of Mba Mariam. But .. no matter what promise remains, allow mother to remain responsible for your daughter, Octavia."
"I mean, Mother?" ask Mariam while standing from her chair to be more free to look at her interlocutor.
"Let me take care of and educate your daughter, I love her so much, I have even prepared the best education for her."
"I can't part with Octavia, Mom. After all, he is only 5 years old, here are also many good educational institutions and no less religious," Mariam refused.
"But you can't be selfish Mba Mariam, after all Octavia will also be close to your parents."
"Sorry, Mom. I can't" Mariam refused again.
"Mother will look after and love Octavia 24 hours."
"Here he's also guarded 24 hours, ma'am."
"Yes ... but by someone you paid, while mom would look after him on compassionate grounds, which do you think would be better?"
Mariam stole a glance at Moses as if asking for help.
"Bu-"
"Even if you are separated, Octavia will remain a mother's granddaughter. No matter if Mizan or Aaron even gives me 100 grandchildren, Octavia will still be my grandson." Bu Aini tried to express the contents of his heart that missed the figure of a child.
Mariam was about to argue with Ms. Aini, but Moses immediately gave her a code to be quiet.
"Mariam ..there is nothing wrong with my mother's request, especially the promise to care for and love Oktavia who has made your parents melt at that time." Moses turned to look at Mariam and tried to calm her down.
"But ... Ok, that's my only reason to stay sane!" mariam said firmly on her stance.
"Yes, I'm not taking Okta. Just help you look after her, understand .. My mom loves Okta!" persuade Moses.
"Do you think I don't love Okta?" asked Mariam emotion, their eyes unintentionally intertwined.
"It's not so! You are his mother, and will remain his mother. While my mother had to do something for Octavia to live in order to remain her grandmother."
Mariam fell silent, no longer resisting. His view that began to budge accompanied by a headache that lately increasingly felt. Mariam immediately returned to her seat after feeling cold sweat flood her body behind her headscarf and large clothes.
"Are you all right, Mar?" moses asked, Mariam just nodded.
Mariam's heart was worried, should she let Octavia be with Ms Aini so that the secret about her pregnancy could stay awake?
Her hands were hiding behind the hijab and holding her stomach, a life was kicking violently inside her stomach. Usually Mariam just felt the smooth motion.
'Do you know he's your brother, son?' inner Mariam pilu.
"All right," said Mariam.
"I allowed Octavia to live and be educated by her mother, on the condition that Octavia would, and without coercion. If she doesn't want to, it means you can't take her."
'I'm sorry mama, after your sister was born, mama will definitely do anything to take you back, ' Mariam's inner self again, reflected in the little girl's mind that became the shadow of Biantara.
'Bu Aini will definitely change her heart after the presence of Medina's child later!' Mariam kept strengthening herself.
"Well Mba Mariam, thank you," said Bu Aini as she hugged Mariam, her voice clenched to hold haru.
"You are a good child, I pray you will get a good soul mate too. Still think of me as your mother even though your match with your mother's child is over," said Ms. Aini as she rubbed gently on Mariam's back.
"Thank you, Ma'am .. I'm sorry that during my mother-in-law's many mistakes and khilaf, sorry because I'm very far from mother's expectations."
"Together Mba Mariam, mother also apologized, but all this must happen do not be regretted, we can all take away the silver lining."
"Yes." Yeah."
"Don't decide the friendship, Mba Mariam. Keep on good terms."
"Insha Alloh, Mom."
Moses was silent and dissolved in the freshness that lay before him. The two women he loved each other were bemoaning the farewell that had to happen. In her eyes Mariam had indeed been entirely wise, by letting her mother take care of Octavia.
"Sorry, I've taken your time. Thank you for the kindness and willingness of Mba Mariam."
Mariam immediately said goodbye before her headache got worse, before anyone suspected her. Mariam disappeared with the roar of her little car.
"Why are you doing all this?" ask Moses.
"Promise is promise."
"Zan ... since when did Mariam change her fashion style?"
"Mizan doesn't know Mom, just this time Mizan met Mariam again."
"Help feeling or did Mariam contain more of her body now?" said Ms. Aini.
"Maybe because of the clothes" Mizan replied.
"Oh ... Did you also let Mariam go because you loved her?" tanya Bu Aini, make a mute tongue Mizan.
"Yes .. Anyway now Medina is everything to me, Mom. There was no longer any reason to hold Mariam to stay while she and Medina both kept wounds." Moses tried to speak his heart.
"Mariam is just a piece of taste, while Medina has my true love, Mom."
"Thank God then."
"Well, where's your wife? I haven't talked to her yet."
Moses leads his mother to a room to meet Medina, who is upset and curious about the conversation between her mother-in-law and Mariam.
"Mother ...," said Medina when she realized that Ms. Aini was coming in.
"Have a rest, Nduk!" he said when he saw Medina about to rise. Ms. Aini approached Medina and sat down on the edge of her bed.
"I'm sorry, Nduk. You forgot how you and your granddaughter are doing, are you healthy?"
"We are healthy, Mas Musa and Mba Lastri take good care of us. Um, is Mba Mariam home yet?"
"Now she's a busy woman."
"Yes, Mom. Mba Mariam's efforts are advancing rapidly."
"Thank God!"
"Did Moses tell Mom about our plan?"
"Yet, it seems Mizan forgot. What'sthat?"
"After Medina, Mas Musa intended to go home and find work in the village. Let's get close to mom."
"Oh yeah? This happy news Mizan forgot not to tell mom?"
"Yes Ma'am, Insha Alloh Mas Musa wants to nemenin Mother and Father."
"Alhamdulillah if your husband's intention is so, my mother is smiling. When were you lahiran? I am getting impatient."
"The doctor didn't say 10 more weeks, ma'am."
"Hopefully smooth, and healthy daughter-in-law same mother's granddaughter."
"Aamiin," they said at the same time.
"Oh yeah, Oktavia will also be living with her mother."
"Ok-oktavia?!"
"Yes." Yeah."
'What does this mean?' inner Medina.
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