After 5 Years Apart's
A5YA 13'S. Andra Crying? Wh why?

Andra went back to see Rexha with a face that was not as happy as when the man left. Like he was thinking about something, but whether it was what, Rexha was reluctant to ask.

"Rexha, I think I should go home first. You're okay here by yourself?" andra approached the woman.

"Ehm, it's okay. Usually I'm alone too" Rexha said with a faint smile, a little unwilling that Andra would leave, but she also did not force the man to stay.

"Now there is me, never do anything yourself, Xha. Just tell me what you need, I'll give it to you" Andra said, holding Rexha's arm slowly.

"Ehem ... fine." Rexha was confused as to what to answer.

Andra just nodded slowly, she approached Rexha and grabbed the woman into her arms. He hugged Rexha very tightly, occasionally kissing her hair slowly, then he let go.

"I'll go first. But I promise I'll come back tomorrow to accompany our daughter to surgery. You take good care of yourself" Andra said.

"Yes." Yeah." Rexha just nodded.

"All right, I'll go first." Andra kissed Rexha on the forehead, then rubbed the woman's cheek. Not really willing to feel, but there's something else he needs to take care of right now.

"I'm leaving." Andra let go of her hand, walking backwards slowly.

Rexha was silent, looking at Andra's departure as if she was going to be separated for thousands of years. Andra said she would be back tomorrow. He must understand, right? Nor should he ask for anything grandiose. Andra wants to admit her son is very happy.

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Andra walked quickly down the deserted hallways of the hospital. There are only one or two people left. The atmosphere was very quiet at times, the sound of shoes knocking on the floor sounded quite loud.

Andra paused for a moment when she reached the hallway where the lights were brightly lit. He saw a woman sitting down and looking down. Andra approached him immediately.

"They're there!" call Andra.

Denada raised her face, she immediately got up as soon as she saw Andra. Once the woman was close to him, he immediately hit Andra and then cried so badly in his arms.

"Papa Ndra .." said Denada stammering.

"You calm down, sit down. The story was slow," Andra said, letting go of Denada's embrace, leading the woman to sit quietly.

Denada cried as she pleased, once wiping her tears that kept dripping. The woman looked so upset after getting word that her father had a single accident that her father was rushed to hospital and was in critical condition.

"Who are you here with?" ask Andra.

"I'm alone, my driver's gone with Papa. They're bleeding everywhere, Ndra. I'm afraid .." said Denada again dropped his head on Andra's sturdy boat, looking for a backrest that could keep him strong.

Andra closed her eyes briefly. "Father you must be fine, trust me and keep praying" Andra rubbed her arm slowly.

"I wish that too, Ndra. It's just Papa I have right now," Denada said still with a cry.

Andra did not reply, that night he accompanied Denada waiting for his parents who were being operated on.

Almost two hours he waited, until then a Doctor came out with a face that was very unpleasant to see.

"Doctor?" Andra only said one word, already very wary of the news that will be heard.

"The patient wants to see his daughter" the doctor said.

Andra and Denada looked at each other, they seemed to get some hidden news from the meeting request. Andra clasped Denada's hand, to simply strengthen the woman.

Denada took her breath, trying to strengthen her heart to hear even the worst news.

The two entered a room that felt very cold. There was a middle-aged man lying with a hose attached to his body.

"Mr ..." Denada immediately cried as soon as she saw her Papa was helpless like that. He approached the man and hugged his hand.

"Tone ..." Papa Denada smiled, he rubbed his daughter's head gently.

"Why do you think it's gini? Papa always says to me always be careful. Why is Papa like this?" denada was crying.

"Papa .. is tired," said Papa Denada took a deep breath, sounding very heavy. He turned his eyes to Andra.

"Son Andra, come here" pinta Papa Denada with his frail voice.

Andra according to him, he approached at the side of Papa Denada the other. "Om healthy yes, om must be strong. Sometimes we play tennis again" Andra said, giving a word of comfort to a man she already considers like her own father.

"You are a good boy ..." Papa Denada took another deep breath. "You're a reliable kid... Uhuk uhuk ... before I go .. uhuk uhuk ... Can I ask for one thing?"

"Why did Om say that? Om will be healthy again," said Andra did not agree with the words of his father Denada who will give up.

Papa Denada shook his head slowly, he stretched out his hand to hold Andra's hand, then put it together with his daughter's hand.

"Om only has one request ... Uhuk!"

"Pa, it's Pa. Papa will recover, Doctor will treat, Papa!" denada screamed so hysterically, she did not want to lose the only person who loved her so dearly. And the only family he had right now was his father.

"Tone ... Papa loves you very much. Before Papa goes ... Papa wants to see you happy. Son Andra .. please marry my daughter now. Let this old man .. see his daughter's happiness for the last time ..."

Andra gasped in shock, not expecting that her Papa Denada would ask her to marry Denada now. How could he do it, while he could never love that woman. Now she has a daughter. Andra wouldn't want to do that.

"Marry my daughter, even if it's just a pretense... Let me go quietly. Son Andra, I beg ....."

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Rexha fell asleep curled up in the sofa of the room Andara, she felt her body quite shivering from the cold, she hugged herself to make it warmer. But a moment later, the coldness turned warm.

Rexha wanted to open her eyes, but it felt really heavy. He felt something heavy and warm surrounding him. He once again tried to open his eyes despite the dimness of the room light.

"Andra?" If not wrong look, Andra who smiles sweetly at him.

But Rexha was confused, why was Andra suddenly there? Didn't that guy come home?

"Sleep again, may you have a good dream ...."

Rexha felt Andra whispering softly in her ear, like music that made her eyes more reluctant to open. But she felt Andra holding her very tightly, almost like a grip. A few minutes later, he felt his neck wet.

'Andra's crying? Why?'

Happy Reading's.

TBC.