Heaven on lara
Chapter 95. The extra chapter

This is where Ghaida stood, in front of the house where her parents lived. Yes, on this Sunday, Ghaida used to visit her parents who had not visited for how long.

There is a reason why Ghaida no longer visits her parents, which is because she always gets rejected by her mother. However, in the midst of the feud Ghaida and her parents, longing to always be present in the deepest recesses of Ghaida.

Ghaida misses her smiles, laughter, jokes, and how her parents speak. Really, Ghaida missed both of them greatly.

"Ma? Why are we here again? I don't want Mama to get hit again by grandma, Ma," Yusuf asked as he held his mother's palm. Ghaida looked to the side where Joseph was standing. "Mama misses your grandparents" Smiled at her son.

Joseph breathed a rough sigh. "Yes already. Now we're going in, huh, Ma? Later if grandma is still angry again with mom, we just go home," said Yusuf later. Ghaida. "We're in."

After that, the two went hand in hand to enter the yard of a fairly large house with overgrown with various types of palawija and ornamental plants. Ghaida misses the atmosphere of her small mass house.

Joseph's hand moved to knock on the door. Geck, tok, tok. There was no answer from the inside until Joseph intended to knock him again. However, it was soon undone after hearing the door open from within.

Chequek.

Pintupun opened wide and revealed the figure of an elderly woman who still remains beautiful with a veil attached to her body. Ghaida was fixated with a pounding heart. Moreover, his mother was now staring at Ghaida in silence. Ghaida did not know whether her mother was with her arrival or vice versa.

But one thing Ghaida knew, her mother looked so surprised. There is no sound to break the silence created. Until the sound coming from within managed to break it. The voice that Ghaida longed for, the voice that belonged to her father. "Who, Ma?" his father's voice screamed a little.

"Assalamualaikum, Nek," said Yusuf Iirih then took the palm of Jubaedah to kiss the back of his hand. Bu Jubaidah simply resigned with the treatment of Joseph. "Waalaikumsalam" he replied in a trembling voice.

Hearing that, Ghaida's tears instantly dripped. Does your mother miss him too? Ghaida rested at the feet of Jubaedah's mother, who was now frozen. "Mother?" The sentence succeeded in making Jubaedah ma'am cry.

Ghaida roared with both hands touching Jubaedah's legs. "Mother ... Ghaida longs ...." With a muffled voice crying, Ghaida uttered it.

Bu Jubaidah cried as much as he heard the longing expression of the child who had never known his existence. No, more precisely Bu Jubayah who chose not to know the life of his son.

Bu Jubaidah joined the fray with both hands stretched out. Ghaida hurriedly entered between the arms with tears that had been shed. "Mother ... Mommy ...." Only that word came out of Ghaida's mouth so unable to define her current feelings.

"Ghaida? Where have you been all this time?" tanya bu Jubaedah sounded scolded with the position still in his arms. His voice was trembling and indistinct as it was muffled by crying.

Ghaida increasingly tightened the hug in his most comfortable place, the hug that had been so long as Ghaida longed for. In fact, in recent years Ghaida had to get used to being without a hug from the mother because of her strained relationship, going through every weight alone and only being able to rely on her God.

Bu Jubaedah hit Ghaida's back slowly as his movements of self looked angry. "Gee! What, you're as creepy as that?" annoyed bu Jubaidah was angry however, his tears could not hide if bu Jubaidah also missed the princess.

Joseph, who saw this, cried. Then Joseph rubbed his eyes with tears. Such a situation never existed in Joseph's shadow. He knows how his mother and grandmother are related.

Joseph was no longer an innocent child. Living with his mother taught him about struggle and many things. Yusuf grew sobbing considering how the struggle of the mother to get to the present stage.

And Joseph had made his mother a wonderful mother for him. Remembering that, Joseph gathered together and hugged his mother from behind. Joseph felt unable to see how the struggle of life of the mother.

Joseph roared even more, causing Ghaida to let go of his mother's embrace and look back. "Yusuf? You're not papa, are you?" asked Ghaida in a miserable voice. Joseph simply responded with a ring.

"Joseph?" call Bu Jubaek gently. Joseph did not respond and increasingly hid his face on Ghaida's back. "Yusuf's granddaughter, Grandma?" said Mrs Jubaidah shaking. Ghaida wept, and his mother finally recognized Joseph as her grandson.

Joseph stopped crying and raised his head to stare at Jubaedah's mother. "Why, Grandma? What did Grandma say?" joseph asked again.

Bu Jubaidah smiled and wiped his tears that had been flowing. "Yusuf's grandson, Grandma," repeated Jubaidah's mother again who managed to make Joseph cry again. She felt considered to be a member of her mother's family.

"Grandmother." whinek Yusuf then rushed into the arms of bu Jubaidah. "Pardon grandma all this time huh, Suf? Grandma is evil with you and mom too. Grandma is too selfish and selfish," jubaidah said with his moving hand stroking the back of the gentle grandson.

Yusuf shook his head. "What matters now, we can make things right again, Grandma. Yusuf was happy, really" said Yusuf, hugging the figure of a grandmother who never felt his affection.

Mr. Jarwo who had been a spectator from the blue day situation, finally made a sound and made all chuckle with the remaining crying. "You guys play sad again but don't push grandpa. Very much to all of you," joked Mr. Jarwo chuckled with tears that were still faithfully flowing.

Today is the happiest day for Mr. Jarwo. Being able to see his children and grandchildren come is something that Mr. Jarwo is looking forward to. Not much different from his wife, Mr. Jarwo also holds his ego and prestige. Thus, he had no intention of seeing the child before Ghaida came to him alone. Mr. Jarwo is principled on 'parents are never wrong'. However, Mr. Jarwo realized that his attitude was not justified.

Everyone chuckles. "No more sadness among us, sir. After this, we have to live happily because our grandchildren and children have returned" said Jubaidah embracing the shoulders of Ghaida and Yusuf simultaneously on the right and left sides of his body.

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