
Yesterday afternoon, Jakarta.
Mahendra rushed home when Naya asked him to accompany her to the hospital for Maira's measles immunization which was already a month late.
"Honey, patience. I'll meet in a minute and then we'll go straight to the hospital" he asked on the phone.
"Can't wait Brother like, this is the doctor Maira practice day and I have a list, last night Abang said yes then continued the process. Permit me to go with Mega only and Mba yes, you do not need to go back," replied Naya.
"No, I can't. I should know all the details of Maira's development, period." His word does not want to be disputed.
"Yes already, I wait for Brother under aja yaa let go immediately," replied Naya again.
"Sorry baby, I'll be there soon."
An hour later, they had finished their final immunization for Maira. While in the hallway going to the basement, the two heard someone's call.
"Mas Mahendra!" he called Mahen.
Naya turned her head towards the source of the voice, feeling that someone was calling her husband. Mahen remained indifferent even though Naya was sure she heard the same thing as well.
"Mas, Mas Mahen, wait." The second call came from the same source.
"Abang, stop first. Someone called," Naya held back Mahen's cool move to kiss Maira.
"Disregard dear, not important" he said as he continued to pass to the elevator.
Naya felt sorry for him. It stopped
"Mba Naya, please listen to me first" she asked as she watched Naya stop.
"I? why ya?" tanya Naya did not understand because she had never met Serli.
"I'm Serli, Mas Hasbi's wife," he said, still pausing the sentence because it regulates the severed breath.
"Ainnaya!" mahen called him.
"Sorry Mba, next time, excuse me." Naya left Serli who was looking at her with a sad and disappointed look.
"Mas, Mba, Mas Hasbi were seriously injured, so they have not been able to visit Amir and Aiswa. Please listen to me first. I'm so grateful to you guys. Reezi is better now, maybe I was presumptuous, asking for prayers from you guys back," he said, holding back the elevator door Mahen and Naya used to get down to the basement.
"Abang, hold and get out, we'll talk first" Naya looked at her husband.
Mahen quietly flinched. His wife is indeed from the first soft heart although sometimes his attitude is still visible.
"Darling, for my sake, please Brother," Naya was still trying to persuade.
"Your eyes, always make me lose dear, Ok," he whispered as he kissed Naya's forehead.
"Mba Naya, thank you very much" Serli said, wiping off a trail of tears that fell on his cheek.
The three of them spoke outside the elevator with Mahen embracing his wife's waist tightly as if he was afraid Serli would hurt her.
"What do you want, let's say. My wife and son are tired of standing up" fierce Mahen to Serli.
"Mas Hasbi was seriously injured, five of his ribs were broken and he had trouble sitting down. Tomorrow will be the second operation of the installation of a buffer so that my husband can walk, at least can sit even in a wheelchair, the integrity of our household and the health of Reezi" Serli said.
"Only that, I may be insolent and ignorant, but I don't know how to pray the right prayer. We're not good people like you guys who are big-hearted" he added.
"What is Mba, Allah is All-Hearer and understands all the prayers of His servants. Sky up expectations as Mba is able and confident," said Naya softly.
"Abang, look a minute. Pray for him, OK?" Naya asks permission to visit Hasbi.
"Darling, you-" Mahen objected.
"I know, my husband's the best. Will not let go of goodness even as big as zarrah, brother who said that loved is one of the gifts, and Allah given to me ... Brother also said, the reason so that I can heal wounds for myself also gives the same love for around. My brother's words when I fall, I always remember. It's time for me to release, isn't it?"
"I love speechless as you are when Ainnaya's adult fashion is nongol," Mahen hugged Naya tightly, smirking her fat head in front of Serli.
It is only natural that Mas Hasbi is infatuated with Naya. Besides being calm with beautiful eyes, her heart was also noble.
Naya is also very beautiful, sholihah, and smart. Descendants of a famous family, you are so perfect.
"Thank you, thank you very much. Come," take Serli to lead them.
"Abang, it all started with me and Brother, we also have a share. Let me talk to her later," Naya returned Mahen's embrace, rubbing her handsome husband's straight back.
"Brain dear, but it must." Mahen also realized, and now he will follow the wishes of his little wife.
Hasbi Room.
Naya sees a figure she once admired and liked that she will even cry when Hasbi will come home, after visiting her residence to meet Amir first.
The figure that to him resembled a handsome prince, with a soft heavy voice now lay weakly on the sickly bed.
"Na-yes?" he said he was excited to see Naya approaching.
"There's me too, she's my wife" Mahen said.
"Assalamu'alaikum A, is it much better?"
"Wa'alaikumussalam, alhamdulillah. Can you be here?" ask her wonder.
"Maira's immunization, accidentally met Mba Serli, sorry yes yesterday did not have time to look at Reezi" he added.
"Thanks still wants to see me. Sorry for everything, Deck" Hasbi said slowly.
"Hallo, it's me, her husband!" Mahen riled.
"Dragon, I promise. There is also Mba Serli, his wife" whispered Naya to Mahen.
"A, I'm sorry if I ever hurt A Hasbi. I never promised anything even though I said that the manut Uyut because of resignation alone, when my condition was far from my brother and family for months. I never thought, dear A Hasbi to me would be like this ... I admired A Hasbi a long time ago, my handsome prince right? and will always cry for you...."
"Darling," Mahen was jealous.
"But over time, I found my new love. I'm very comfortable with him being a stranger to an installment Naya. Unknowingly my love for her grew even greater out of control."
"It's not wrong that A Hasbi came late, it's not your luck that managed to lure me... Everything happened right in his time, nothing can go against God's destiny, right? even me."
"Love is something amazing. A Hasbi always had more than enough to give to others, but not to me ... I love Abang not because of who he is, but because of who I am when I am with Brother," Naya spoke slowly while looking at the bead of the shady eyes of the man who was also looking at him.
"There's a time for hope, and there's a time to stop. There is a time to fight, but there is also to mengikhlaskan .. release me yes A, our past. There's so much Serli's love for you, and your family .. Again, sorry so late to realize that your heart is just as hurt as mine." Naya wiped away the tears that accidentally fell.
Mahen hugged his wife, accompanied by the sad gaze of Hasbi who also equally escaped his tears.
"I'm sorry to be present in the middle of your story, forcing her to unlock her closed heart. However, there are times when it takes even more strength to know when to let go and do it" Mahen said.
"Maybe one day you'll understand that giving up a memory is the beginning of the happiness you'll have. Like you, losing Naya to meet Serli, someone who gave up his life to accept whoever you were in the past."
"Forgive us if it ever becomes a thorn in your heart, Hasbi.may you be happy in the hereafter, quickly recover and move on with new hope," Mahen held Naya and Maira in his arms, leaving the room.
Serli just sobbed, saying many thanks for everything they had done for him.
"Lega isn't Brother? I hope he's sincere...."
"Lega, baby, but I'm jealous. You adore her so much" Mahen was upset.
"And that esde esempe era huh, I don't understand love anyway, until I met Brother who showered me with a lot of love, love you honey, much more...."
"Pay with Maira," Mahen demanded.
"He em, as you wish my King."
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...Whoah, complete the root of the problem. There are only remnants....