AL-THAR
#104. Finally ...

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Mira was silent for a while. Her tears shed while focusing on the warm embrace of the husband who finally came to accompany her. Athar arrived just as Mira was preparing to begin her struggle in normal labor. It was not until two minutes after Athar's arrival that their baby was then born easily.

It was inconceivable how full the sense that was stirring in Mira's heart at this moment.

His concern for Athar's condition must have been the main reason why his tears melted unceasingly. Then the struggle itself that feels good, now changed with happiness because of hearing the voice of the little one for the first time.

"Shhh ..." Athar stroked the head of Mira, with a kiss that he could not stop giving as an expression of gratitude and happiness for the struggle of the wife, as well as for the birth of their first offspring. "Al, dear .. sorry," he whispered. An apology that feels like there will never be enough because almost he made a big mistake, namely, by missing his presence in accompanying and welcoming the birth of their baby. "... sorry ...."

Mira shook her head slowly. "I thank you, I'm grateful for your presence here, now." He rubbed his wet cheek. "How scared am I to think of you?"

"Yes .." said Athar slowly. "Honey also how much I worry because I heard you were there, Al .. please, never repeat again. Don't ever leave without my permission again."

Soon Mira nodded. It is true that coming there is a great regret that he will never be able to forget. How Ryo has truly become a real victim, solely for the sake of protecting himself. And if Ryo did not get in the way, then what happened was even worse.

Ah, of course you are. Ryo's death was certainly a bad thing, too, and it was regrettable.

"Ryo, Brother ... Ryo is ...."

Mira was unable to continue her bitter words. Nothing in his mind would find out the fact that one had to leave the world because of it.

So Athar held Mira tighter. "Yes, honey, I know."

"I ... I'm wrong .. if it's not for me–"

"l. Everything that happened was certain of his will. You don't have to blame yourself for someone's death. It's out of our control, Al."

"But I'm the cause,"

"Although, Al. You are but a path, a sabab which God wills at the end of the journey of his life."

"Yes but why me? It's too painful to experience this all at the same time ..."

"Slowly, Al. Let you, us, digest why this is all happening to you, to us. There will certainly be wisdom that we get for an event that occurs. There is no need to be angry about something that feels bad, at whatever God gives us. Because even though it is bad for us, it is not necessarily bad according to Him. I've learned a lot about my life, Al. A life full of grudges, troubles, and endless blood. Then when I thought I was going to die while I was waiting for a great happiness, that's when I realized that you and our son are ... the sweet fruit that I got after so much bitterness of my life. And I don't intend to waste you guys on revenge anymore. Looking at my life from a happy point of view seems to be the thing I have to do from now on. I promise not to look for ways to take revenge in the past again. Because you two are the most important thing in my life."

Slowly Mira raised her face and looked lovingly at Athar. Not forgetting a smile he was saddening because his feelings were calmer now. At least, Athar's sentence just now made him no longer want to question why should he be the cause of the end of a Ryo's life story.

"But, Bang .. Do I deserve all this happiness?"

"Why not? Let God decide whether you deserve it or not, Al. For He is the one who gives happiness to whom He wills. Didn't you?"

"Yes" he nodded slowly. "Trus why old brother? You didn't get hurt, did you?!" he asked as he examined Athar's body carefully.

"Thank God I'm okay, Al. Like I said, I thought I was going to die and miss the happiness I was supposed to have with you and our son. When Belva pointed his gun at me ..."

Mira's eyes widened. A sense of worry immediately encompassed his heart that had just felt relieved. "Belva? How can?"

"He's there." Athar was rather careful with the sentence he was about to say. "Belva shot Ryo."

Then Mira closed her mouth immediately which opened in surprise. He never thought Belva was someone who intended to kill him. Belva is the killer of Ryo, his best friend.

"Quiet down" Athar said immediately. "He's where he's supposed to be."

"Hate that he's the same as me, Bang?" up and down the emotions in Mira's heart, until she is confused whether she is happy or not.

"Pri. He's just jealous of you, Al. He envies the results you get now, without him wanting to know what you've been through in your life."

"Soften ..."

"But thanks to the gun he pointed at earlier, I became aware of my own happiness. I don't intend to miss the moment from the moment you gave birth and so on. Because if Belva really shot me, then I'm definitely not standing here right now."

"Thank God he's not going to be–"

"He's so .. Shoot someone."

"Who?"

"Dennis."

"Can't you?"

"Belva was too disappointed with Dennis."

Athar recalled Belva's words before the girl fired her bullet at Dennis, which caused Dennis to widen his eyes in shock.

"Gue's so stupid that you really like me, Den. I was the same lo, nurut equally lo, even to adore lo. But in the end, I must be horrified again from the mouth if you like Mira. If after this I still fall in the same hole, it means I'm really stupid. But I'm entitled to vote, Den. Am I still going to worship you, or ..."

Mira swallows saliva. "Really?"

Athar answered with a nod.

"Trus?"

"Dennis passes. Belva turned himself in to the police."

"Geez .." I don't know what Mira should say. Of course he doesn't want to meet people like Dennis and Belva anymore. Don't ever.

...- - -...

His words must be cut because his friend immediately hugged him tightly. Anxiety can not be avoided when Mira had to face Pram after the incident yesterday. When Pram lets go of his embrace, it's the look of indecipherable eyes that Mira finds out from him.

"Sorry, Pram–"

Pram's hard gel silences Mira back. "Don't say that. I feel guilty about him."

"Huh?"

Pram sat on the edge of Mira's bed. "I honestly don't have the same feeling as him. But it's precisely because that's what makes me feel guilty about him. Somehow that's how obvious, which is for sure I am too .. uncomfortable, Mir. But I swear, I've never wronged you for any of this. So don't feel guilty about me. Because this is all fate."

Mira hugged Pram. His tears are still easy to flow when it comes to yesterday's events that are very regretful.

"Don't be sad, don't stress. You must take care of your ASI so that it is smooth and quality."

"That?"

"hey are. New Mom should always be happy."

Mira nodded while wiping her tears. He tried to smile a little so that his sadness would end. "Trus, how's Ryo's body?"

"Live buried yesterday, after Bu Ayumi arrived."

"Mrs Ayumi must be angry with me?"

Pram. "I said you don't have to be stressed. Don't think about the macems first, Mir. Over time, all wounds will heal on their own. Trust me. Focus on being happy. Because you're not a bad guy, Mir. I know exactly how your life story has been. So with events that are not intentionally because of your actions, you do not need many thoughts that make you yourself sad. You must be happy, Mir. Busui should be happy, happy, and happy."

"Thank you, Pram ..."

"Yeah. By the way, where's my niece?"

"Same nurse. Another shower. We're ready to go home."

"Eh banging doang ya nginep in his hospital."

"Remain long?" abay's voice that had just entered the door along with Puput. "Selamet ye, ma'am," he told Mira.

"Thank you. Which card?"

"Dih, nodong kadonya to the point really. Basa stale first time. How many weeks have we not met."

Mira laughed as well as seeing Abay's irritated facial expression. Ah, this is the first time Mira has been able to laugh since yesterday.

"Gue's curious, you'll give me what gift."

"Silence, Mom. I've prepared a complete soccer jersey with the ball as well as his shoes for your champion."

"My son was a baby time, Bay."

"Orok has been told to play ball, jeez, Abay," said Puput jengah. "Lo's a useless gift."

"So, to make it later if it's big."

"Pret it."

"Oh by the way, what's your name, Mir?" tanya Abay was curious.

Athar entered the room while holding the baby.

"Ask the same father" he said. "Gue doesn't know whose name it is either."

"Seriously? You guys noisier?"

Athar looked at Abay sharply and immediately got a response from one of Mira's friends. "Becindi, Bang." Abay nodded and approached to see her baby Mira. "Oh my goodness, wow! Who is this, Mir? How to use Bingit? How do you not look like you?"

"Yes my son!"

"God ..."

"What's? Whahuh? What's up?"

"Who wants anything? Precisely I am amazed, how can your child be sekinclong and .. alamak, his nose is very high!"

"Lebay great!" pram ketus. "But your son is very cute, Mir. What's his name? The king? Prince? Sultan?"

Now Mira looked at Athar who was followed by his friends. They demand answers. Because what Mira knew was that her husband had prepared the name for their first son according to agreement. Because if a daughter is born, Mira will give her a name.

"Name ..." Athar opened his voice after a short silence. "Nick's."

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...**END....

Serious end. Finishes. Finish here only v**.

Athar Mimir is also finished. I can't wait to write another stall. 😂

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