Love You, Mr Shin!!
54. Sister Candidates

"Where's my mom? Why so long? Doesn't he want to see me?" Dharra was impatient. This is the second question that is a little longer than the first.

The cold tone on the voice of Dhiarra had mixed with the vibration. It seems that the Indonesian girl is quietly holding back her crying.

Almost half an hour long waiting since the arrival in this tiny and cozy house, the one who was the sole destination of Dhiarra came looking, not even out to meet.

The shadow will meet and get a warm embrace full of longing from the mother, but only a sense of disappointment is found. Feeling unexpected and ignored his arrival made Dhiarra feel quite hurt and sad. Dhiarra felt alone in this foreign country.

The defense of Dhiarra has broken out. Shin found Dhiarra's eyes starting to glaze over. And surely in a moment the glass melted and fell rapidly rolling. Thinking like that, Shin felt uncomfortable breathing.

"Bang, where's his mother? Your new wife? I want to know him too. Call out now, bang," Shin tried to urge Hazrul to immediately bring his brother's wife out.

Hazrul looked at Shin for a moment then stood stunned.

"Please wait here. Sorry, Dhiarra. Wait a minute, please be patient" Hazrul looked at Dhiarra with intent.

The tall man stepped past the living room and was lost in the next room. There was a knock on the door, and the door opened a few moments later. I heard the door shut again.

Suddenly Dhiarra stood up and walked slowly towards the room where Hazrul had just disappeared. It seems to be impatient and unsettled.

"Dhiarra, just wait here,!" Shin who had also stood up called out to Dhiarra.

The girl who was called stopped and turned around. Looked at Shin.

"Am I just a guest, Mr Shin? For almost twenty-four years of my life, I have never been separated from my mother. We were never far apart. But suddenly my mother chose to go with a foreign man and leave me alone. After that, with no news at all. It's been almost nine months your brother brought my mother. Imagine how I feel, Mr Shin,,?" the tears of Dhiarra had completely fallen.

Those blushing cheeked tears were quickly removed with the back of the hand. His body turned around and stepped again towards the room inside. Shin hurriedly stepped up following Dhiarra.

Ceklerk..!

Shin stood beside Dhiarra who had also stopped his steps. Both looked at the door of the room in front of which opened. Waiting for the person who was walking towards the exit was seen entirely.

Hazrul has been seen coming out, his hand holding and pulling the palm of someone's hand. Dhiarra's heart thumped with a fixed look. The hand Hazrul was holding belonged to his mother. What's wrong, is his mother sick? Dhiarra was really pounding and was holding his breath.

The highly yearned figure of ayu and graceful had been standing doubtfully in front of the door. Like a dream, Dhiarra had met and confronted his mother directly.

"Dhiarra,, my mother," that's the sentence that came from the woman who was in the hands of Hazrul.

Along with Dhiarra, the figure of ayu also stepped closer to Dhiarra at a rapid pace. Hazrul had taken off his grasp.

Dhiarra reviewed a glimpse of the mother's condition that is increasingly auspicious and graceful and looks fresher and more pottery. No doubt Dhiarra approached the hunt. His mother's embrace was full of longing.

But....

Dhiarra was surprised, they failed to cuddle. His heart immediately realized what was going on in his body. When viewed, the mother with a large robe and long hooded look ordinary. But it immediately felt everything as soon as they touched.

The Dhiarra reflex stretches and moves away. A foreign, hollow, disappointed and unexpected feeling, mixed in his chest.

"Mama,,?" the owner of the lips called the mother as if he was looking for the truth.

The woman who had been the legitimate wife of Hazrul Rahman looked at meu at Dhiarra and slowly nodded. The dim eyes of my eyes that have indeed been damp is now a flood of tears with tears no longer detained.

"I'm sorry, mama, son.... Forgive me,,, mama,,," the woman sobbed.

Dhiarra stood stiffly staring at the mother.

"We sit on the sofa first, Dhiarra," Hazrul said to Dhiarra, embracing his wife's shoulder and carrying her forward.

Dhiarra termangu followed with an erratic feeling. Hazrul and Ira, Dhiarra's mother, were sitting next to each other. Dhiarra again sat down with Azlan who was just quietly observing because he felt he understood. Shin sat alone next to.

His mother suddenly stood up to walk closer to Dhiarra.

"Azlan, I'd like to sit with my son. Please, Azlan dismissed the shock," Azlan immediately understood and stood up. He sat next to Shin Adnan.

"Dhiarra," his mother who had been sitting close to him, called and held Dhiarra's shoulder.

Lips that are increasingly blushing because the crying is still tight. Now he looked down at his hand on his lap.

"I'm sorry mom. Mama didn't mean to leave and forget about you and then choose your new husband. But mom feels so guilty about you. Mama was confused at that time, mama was completely wrong,"

Dhiarra's mother cried again, dropping her hooded head on Dhiarra's shoulder. And cry out there.

At any rate, of course long ago Dhiarra could not bear, his heart was pity and touched. Dhiarra's back turned around and directly hugged his mother's shoulder.

"Yes, Ra...You'll be a big brother soon. When I told you about the case, Mom was pregnant. Actually mama is also very heavy leaving you alone in Indonesia. But my mom is also confused about the future of my mom. And mama was forced to sell our possessions to be able to come with me. Forgive me, mama," the woman's hand stretched out her daughter's hair. Tears keep flowing.

"But my mom, you know, never called me. I don't want to call either, why, mama heart,,!" Dhiarra re-flows tears just like her mother.

"Mama is not strong..I can't hear your voice, Mama is afraid of being weak. Mom promised you, you're my only child forever. Mama could not have other children, because she did not think to marry again. But it turns out that mom broke what mom said to you..And mom did not expect, it turns out that mom can still get pregnant....Forgive your mama, son," the mother cried again.

Dhiarra also increasingly unable to stem the tears that flow outside. Hugging the mother who is so desperately longed for, like never wanting to be separated from each other again. They hug each other tightly and occasionally kiss each other on the cheek.

Shin kept watching with his eyes. Seemed to breathe comfortably while occasionally staring at the brother who was busy wiping his eyes occasionally.

Azlan, who was also tense, is now squeezing and leaning roomy on the sofa.

"Dhiarra, don't you want to stay here? How about staying in Penang? We're living together like we used to?" her mother's soft voice asked very carefully.

Dhiarra was silent, his eyes running at Shin Adnan. The man fell silent, closing his lips tightly. His eyes dimly stared at Dhiarra.

"I'll think, ma. Actually want to live with and close to you," the girl was silent for a while.

"But, ma. Adrian proposed to me. She'll marry me soon. So after we get married, maybe I'll take Adrian back to Indonesia. Does mama mind?" Dhiarra looked at the mother with a glare.

"It turns out you're still together, right,,?" the arched eyebrows were furrowed on the forehead listening to the beautiful face of his daughter.

"Yes, ma. Adrian often has business in Malaysia" said Dhiarra, nodding.

"Mom thought Adrian wasn't serious, considering he was royal blood," the mother said as she complained.

"Why, ma? Do I really not deserve Adrian,,?" Dharra asked softly to his mother. Like asking for consideration.

"No, Ra. Don't ask me like that. You, my beautiful, kind and smart mama. The man who married you was the lucky one. It's just, you have to learn even stronger if married to Adrian. You must be ready to be born inward if brought Adrian into his extended family. Must be strong," Ira Larasati kept stroking her daughter's hair and head.

Dhiarra was speechless not answering, unintentionally looking at Shin who was looking sharply at him. Dhiarra quickly turned his eyes away from Shin. Too long Shin looked at it like that, it felt very uncomfortable.

Dhiarra chose to extend his body and hands to his mother to embrace once more. But back to feeling uncomfortable. There was a big wedge between them that seemed to separate the two.

Yes, his mother's stomach is already big and almost enough months. Maybe soon to give birth. Dhiarra stretched himself and lowered his head. A bit of disappointment still remained and swayed his heart.

His mother held Dhiarra's shoulder.

"Dhiarra, it looks like your son is getting cleaner and prettier. Do you feel at home in the house of Shafiq,?" suddenly the mother was discussing another topic.

Dhiarra tried to disguise his surprise at the mother's question. Returned to look at Shin at a glance. The man was raising an eyebrow looking at him.

"I don't just live there, ma. But Shafiq also gave me a job. Om Shafiq paid me quite high. So I was free to have fun with my salary," Dhiarra's mother nodded in joy at her daughter's explanation. Then look at Shin.

"Sister, Shafiq, thank you for being so generous and generous to my daughter, Dhiarra. May your sustenance be more abundant, yea.," Dhiarra's mother said softly and earnestly to Shin.

Shin fell silent without reply and nodded. But sit up straight and faintly smile.

"I feel obliged to do that, brother. It is precisely me and my family that should apologize and thank you. Because of Hazrul's misguided actions, you, mother and child are separated" Shin said as he glanced at Hazrul.

Hazrul who felt shunned silenced for a moment. Then he looked at Dhiarra full of regret.

"Dhiarra, I'm sorry. Didn't mean to rob you of your money and didn't mean to lie to you. I'll change everything, Dhiarra. But I'm really still not capable at the moment. Again, please forgive me," Hazrul stared fixedly at Dhiarra. Wishing forgiveness and mercy from the princess.

Dhiarra then lowered his head, then raised his face again and nodded once at Hazrul.

"Thank you, Dhiarra. I must have paid it off" Hazrul said solemnly.

Dhiarra no longer replied, his face bent down. Everyone fell silent. With a view in only one direction. To Dharra and his mother.

So too with Shin. Boss garment Ayer Keroh super handsome did not take a glance briefly from Dhiarra.

"Ehm,,! Bang, brother, I want to go back to my place! Dhiarra, if you're tired, stop by my place!" Azlan, who may have started to sleep again, said goodbye to Shin, Hazrul and his wife, and also to Dhiarra.

"Where are you at, Azlan?" Dhiarra is interested in visiting Azlan's place.

"Go with your father. Bang Hazrul works there. Or as much as Shin can, later I send behind the driver die,,!" azlan.

Dhiarra looked at Shin who seemed to nod in response. Take a moment to look at each other with a faint smile.

Azlan passed after bidding his regards once more. Go with his car but with the driver Shin Adnan. The driver will return with another car belonging to Azlan's father that Shin will take back to Ayer Keroh tomorrow morning..