The Unacknowledged Seed
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Marco's life after that was no better after his marriage broke down. He still likes to play in bars and gets drunk and has fun with women but he has almost never spent the night with women. Never tried it several times but the disappointed face of the mother and the woman's face overshadowed her mind and made her mood shatter instantly.

Women who used to spend the night with him were also a lot of disappointed. They could no longer get much money from Marco because they could not satisfy him. Although the man still likes to give freely to the woman who accompanies him to drink. He was getting drunk more and more to treat his loneliness. She also lives more in the apartment but she keeps people monitoring her parents' relationship with Mishel.

So far there is nothing suspicious and makes Marco start to think if maybe he has misjudged the woman. Even though he tried to deny that fact.

With his papa despite being one company and only differing floors, he also rarely met. Usually only if there is work.

Tok to tok. The sound of knocking on the door blew Marco's long daydream.

"Master, I heard today the Great Lord is not in his office," Sean reported.

"Well, where is he? Did something happen?" mumbling Marco.

"The great master is at his house, the lady is said to be ill."

"ill? What are you saying, you're sick?" Marco was surprised, it had been a few days that he did not return home. But it was so outrageous that no one told him about his plight.

As soon as Marco stopped his work, he grabbed his suit and keys.

"Are you going home to Master's house?" ask Sean.

"Yes, please handle my work and rearrange my meeting schedule with the client" Marco ordered as he walked to the door.

Sean smiled at his master worrying about his mother. He also felt the impact because of the relationship between mother and child who did not get along. The master he followed became a lot of work to divert his mind from the problem.

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Marco drove his car at a moderate speed, although his mind was troubled by worries but he also had to be careful not to add to the problem.

Moments later, he arrived at his parents' house. He rushed in to see her condition. Marco did not care that even if his mother refused him to meet, he would still barge in and embrace his mother.

"Bi, is Mama in her room?" marco asked Nimas, who was a housekeeper who had been working for a long time at his parents' house.

"Your Master is here ... Madam is in her room but—" Nimas doesn't know how to deliver.

"Is mom really sick? Since when is bi? Why didn't anyone tell me?" ask Marco.

Nimas did not know the exact cause he was just carrying out his master's orders. When the mistress said there was no need to tell her son because he was only mildly ill.

"That .. said Madam is just plain sick so don't tell Master for not wanting to make the young master worry" Nimas said.

"Alright Bi, let me see you're mama."

"But, Nyonya—" Nimas was at a loss as to how to convey if there was someone there who might not want his young master to meet.

Marco immediately went upstairs and happened to cross paths with his papa. He paused for a moment, staring disappointedly at his papa. What to hide such a thing from his own son.

"You home? What about the meeting?" gerry asked to rebuke the son. He pretended not to see disappointment in his son's eyes.

"Do you have to ask if you already know the answer. Why hide something like this, can't I see my own mother." Marco feels like a stranger, his parents are still there but he's like he's lost them.

Gerry patted his son's shoulder. The wife who asked him not to tell the son, of course he would comply whatever his request. Even so he deliberately went home quickly and told his secretary the reason he came home. That way the news will get to Marco. Surely the son is home now. So he did not break his promise to his wife but he could also tell Marco in other ways.

"You must have known the answer as well, papah could at least refuse your mother's request. He just had a fever and his blood pressure was a little low but his condition was already better. If you want to see him later because now Mishel is with your mom. You definitely don't want to meet him. Come on, come on downstairs."

Marco raised his two eyebrows. Why was she at her parents' house.

"You must be asking why he's here, some days your mom doesn't have a taste for food and looks sad. After Mishel came to make him porridge and food, then your mother would eat it. He also accompanies you and takes care of your mother very well even though her stomach is big enough and has difficulty moving," Gerry explained, he felt his son had been too misunderstood on Mishel. Marco is too caught up in bad thoughts and judges women the same even though Gerry can judge if Mishel is really sincere.

After chatting for a long time with the papah, Marco decided to go upstairs to see his motherhood. Although his papa forbids, he can no longer wait.

Now this is where Marco is. He stood long enough before the door of the mama's room that was slightly open to hear their conversation and how the woman cared for her mother in an enlarged stomach. Right, his stomach was already big enough from the last time Marco saw him. Seeing her the woman rubbed her stomach made Marco feel strange to himself, for some reason he also wanted to wipe her.

"I'll go home now, you rest" Mishel said, enveloping Ayunda's pale body.

"Thank you for accompanying Mom. These few days are also troublesome for you. Forgive mama, make you trouble." Ayunda holds the hand of Mishel, the good woman whose future has been destroyed by the son. That guilt will remain in Ayunda's heart as a woman she can't imagine what if she was in Mishel's position. Although the woman forgave her son and Ayunda and her husband had already given the responsibility as parents, considering Mishel like her own daughter. But still, all of that seems incomparable.

"Mamh what's the talk. My mother was also so I should have taken care of my mother. I hope you'll get well soon, I miss your cooking." Mishel placed her other hand on the back of Ayunda's hand holding it.

Ayunda smiled faintly, so lucky to have a daughter like Mishel.

"I'm home, Mah."

"Yes, kid, be careful. Take good care of your grandchildren." The bulging belly got a gentle swab from the woman who was about to become a grandmother.

Mishel came out after how much but his body pecked when he passed a man who was standing in front of the door of Ayunda's room. They stared at each other for a while before Mishel turned her eyes first. He lowered his head saluted then passed the man who was still looking at him with an unreadable look.

Mishel's steps came to a standstill when suddenly someone held her wrist and ...