AL-THAR
#20. By-By

During these five days Mira went back and forth to the hospital and looked after Shelia, and of course she alternated with Ghani. Overall physically, Shelia looks much healthier compared to the first day of her arrival to the hospital. It's just that, in terms of mental it seems that Shelia still quite like to look good. He still looks dreamy and does not hear when Mira calls him. Of course it was natural to happen, considering how severe the destruction her brother was feeling. When Ghani offered their sister counselling, Shelia refused. He just needs time to recover his confidence in life.

In addition, the thing that Mira and Ghani are worried about right now is how the mother reacts. The woman who gave birth to them will be returning from Bandung on this day.

"Sheli's home today?"

"Yes. Ghani pick me up. May they come home before mom gets home."

"You're going to be honest, aren't you?"

"Yes. That should've been. No matter how bad it is, we have to be honest with Mama."

"OKAY. If you need me, call me right away,"

Mira nodded. "Yes, I came down first," he just opened the seatbelt as he remembered something. "Don't go to an office in Jakarta anymore?" tanyanya's confused. Because if Athar goes to Jakarta, then the man will leave after dawn and Mira will be picked up by the driver.

There was a momentary pause from Athar before smiling faintly and saying, "Finally you notice me too."

"Yes?" Mira's stunned.

Athar smiled again, but this time he looked wider and sweeter. "It's okay" he said, wiping Mira's head with affection. Then a brief kiss was given to Mira's lips. "I'm planning on making another cafe in a location not far from our campus. Hence, I'm busy here again."

"...." Mira suddenly felt a sense of guilt. Did he not pay attention to Athar?

"Cocky even daydream? Already down there, be ready to talk softly with mama. Because mom must be so shocked to hear that."

"Oh– yes, anyway," Mira opened the car door. Before he lowered his legs, he turned again to Athar and whined, "Abaang ..." sorry ...

"What?"

Mira shakes. "No. Drug."

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"Wuih happy Mama while there. Donny's mom was so nice. Mama Sama Mbak Desi –neighbors we– served full deh. After their event was over, we were invited to take a walk to the plantation owned by Mama Donny. Wanted one day Mama had a house in Bandung too." so about the story of Mama during lunch was with her three children.

Tumben really all gathered together?! surely it all has reasons such as how Ghani willingly did not go for a walk with his real children, and prefers to help his brother who intends to honestly face the mother at home.

"Buy, Ma," said Mira origin responded in fact. His mind was also not too focused on the story of mama because he always returned the glances of Shelia who looked nervous and afraid. It was clear that his brother was unable to swallow his lunch, but he was forced to do so as not to make Mother Earth suspicious.

"What?"

"What?"

"What are you talking about?"

"What's the old man talking about?"

Mira glanced at Ghani who sighed, while mama was currently looking at her strangely. "Aren't you hearing Mama's story?"

"Listen, Ma. Mama wants a garden, right?! Later I told Bang Athar to buy a garden for Mama. Bang Athar would have no objection."

"Cumbrous! Mama didn't want her garden, but Mama told me that Mama wants a house there someday."

"Oh ..."

"Ah oh, ah oh.. You know when is the pinter anyway, Mir? Mama's story is not able to find the main idea. Fortunately, there is no Athar here. If you had your husband, you'd be embarrassed."

"Yes besides you," Mother Earth could only shake her head off. Indeed, his most special son never changed even though he was married. "Eh, Ghan, Mama bought you a jacket."

"Ghani terooooss," sneered Mira in a soft voice.

But Mama heard it. "You ask Athar to come. I have a husband and I still ask Mama."

"Kok I feel dumped by Mama yes ..."

"Lebay deh lebaay .." Mama took something from her bag that she put on the table not far from the table. "Mama does not love you souvenirs .. but lies," he said with a wide grin. He looked at his children one by one. "Now, your jacket, Ghan,"

"Hm." Ghani accepted and placed it on his lap straight away.

"Don't you see first?"

"Ntar, Ma. Eat again."

"Oh yes." Mama gave a paper bag to Shelia. "For you, you love the same clothes."

Shelia tried to pull the corner of her lips. "Good thanks, Ma."

"Hm. Tumben you are quiet today," said Mama who without waiting for Shelia's response, she turned to look at Mira with the look of ignorant eyes. "This one is for you,"

Mira sumringah's. Turns out her mom wasn't as well as it–

"PEUYEUM?" the half yelled.

The mother certainly smiled very very sweetly while nodding.

"Ghani bought a jacket, Sheli bought a shirt, when I just bought a peuyeum? Mama heart! Mama's not fair."

"What's wrong, Mir? you want to eat. So Mama's not wrong?"

"This is what is called Mother of birth taste Stepmom–"

"About!" exclaim Mama while removing a crackle. "This is Siomay, seblak, and cireng. Still not satisfied, too? Nih," a paper bag was issued by Mama again and given to Mira. "This is a nightgown, especially for you who Mama bought from her boutique Mbak Renata who is in Bandung. But do not open here, this is a gift for you as well as for your daughter-in-law. Let's make you more harmonious." Mom smiled at the end of her sentence.

Mira choked on the drinking water she was drinking just now, because she understood what she meant. This must not be the usual nightgown that mom said just now. And it made Mira's face red because it held in shame. Finally, without saying much, he took all the mama's souvenirs and moved them to the table, including all the food.

Mama is very much ignorant, the edges even discuss the situation in front of Ghanu Sama Sheli.

The sheli?

Maybe I forgot that Sheli had a big problem that Mama should know.

"Ma .." Shelia's voice called Mother Earth.

Mama looked up and waited for Shelia to continue her words.

Is this the time?

okay, I have to give strength to Sheli and Mama. I'm just like Ghani should be able to keep both of them from destruction.

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