
The long night was not felt because of the warm conversation about who Hasbi really was.
There are still many who have not revealed Dewiq but the netrana invite to rest for a while even though Aiswa is still very excited.
"Sleep Aey, let's continue later .. You just recovered, don't push yourself ok," he said in Aiswa's head.
"Good brother."
There was no rebuttal from her mouth, Aiswa pulled her blanket. Tilt to the right slowly and then try to close the eyelids that had been painful. Before leaving Aiswa, Dewiq was still waiting for him until he fell asleep. Such is Dewiq to those closest to him. Whether anyone ever hurt or made a mistake with him, if the heart has been dear then he could forget.
But it will be another story if his Papa business that was pioneered since youth, disturbed others. He'll be half-dead looking for a way to make things work the way they should. Will not hesitate to fight the enemy that is facing, he knows how to wake up the father to the current position.
But like a personal ambition that is often eliminated, being a daughter of Hermana makes her a little burdened, keeping the image to stay good in the audience is like keeping the water on the surface of the leaves, as well as keeping the water on the surface of the leaves, slightly misses then it will spill without a trace.
*
Next Morning.
At the time of breakfast, Aiswa was very neat wearing her favorite purple dress.
All of Aeyza's room decor is completely overhauled into shades of lavender purple blend with lilac doff. No one knows exactly what the Aeyza's favorite color is because she hasn't lived in the mansion since she was young. He moved around a lot following his mother's work.
Aeyza also never received formal education, all done in homeschooling. No wonder if the sister became an introvert and has no close friends, other than Joanna. On the bright side, Dewiq has become easier to fake his current identity.
After breakfast, Aiswa is scheduled to undergo a series of supporting activities.
"After this, we visit Mama" asked Dewiq as he pushed Aiswa's wheelchair towards the luxurious dining room in the mansion's right-wing building.
"Good Brother."
"Good morning Aey, sister, how is it today," Papa came to visit.
A surprise for Aiswa, just this time saw the figure of the father of a sidekick who is now her brother's status.
"Pa, not mahram" whispered Dewiq slowly as Hermana Arya got closer to the seat Aiswa who had been ready on the right side of his father's seat.
"Papa knows Kak," he said still amazed.
"Hi dear," waved his hand still while standing.
"Sister, at first glance it is very similar," whispered sumringah.
"For Om uh Pa," replied Aiswa fearfully.
"Aey, this is yours, the pin is Danesh's date of birth Aeyza Hermana, remember?" Papa spoke formally as his right hand pulled the chair and he sat there comfortably, as the maid came to bring the dish.
Hermana Arya gave Aiswa a platinum debit and credit card from his wallet. Throwing on the table so that the girl does not come into contact with him.
"Hmm, remember .. can I change the pin?"
"Wear it as you need, baby. Your room this afternoon will be ready, hopefully comfortable with the new decoration .. Although having to adjust to be someone else is difficult, "he whispered softly when he said in the second sentence.
"Please Mr, Miss." Maid arranged the dishes on the table, then returned to the kitchen afterwards.
They enjoy the dish in silence, sounding only metal clinks clashing with the best quality ceramics as their dining table.
"Aey, Papa's leaving, son, take good care of yourself here .. follow your brother, and bring back Mama to be in our midst, even though Papa is no longer her husband but you still have an inner bond, a bond of blood that flows in the pulse."
"Fii be safe Pa, may Allah keep you always in obedience to HIM," Aiswa said a prayer for his adoptive father.
Deghs. Hermana Arya.
"Aey, teach Papa to pray and teach again Nak ... Papa will try to go home faster so that we all have quality time .. with Mama too," he said tearfully.
"Dear, pray for us." His eyes sparkle.
"Sister, thank you very much." His elus was in Dewiq's head.
I just realized, there is no coincidence, everything seems to have been connected to a knot like this. We thirst for spiritual watering but are too prestigious to call an expert teacher.
God sent you son, though Papa had to lose half of Papa's other soul but you are like an oasis that soaks our arid inner selves.
Thank you, Aiswa Fajri, for stopping by my family.
When Aiswa Fajri regains a new life, just as both partners are warm.
***
At the same time. Other city.
After the duha time, Amir receives a call from Gamal. The two are at loggerheads when they meet a few weeks ago in Jakarta.
Amir who was in Bandung because he was attending the festival, when he was going back to Jakarta he broke down because Aruni was pregnant.
Not wanting to take the risk of complaints of discharge, Amir took him home to his residence directly using the train. His meeting with Gamal who was about to transit after returning home honeymoon in Switzerland was finally canceled.
Gamal received the happy news at that time, that the age of Aruni content was only two weeks, the time of high risk.
"Mir, I want to ask you something about Aiswa's status before she dies."
"What's? don't expose Mal's disgrace, "his memory of his distant cousin.
"He was yelled at by Hasbi like, I sent you something, but just delete it when you've seen it."
"Ge got to Mal, it doesn't make any difference, does it?"
"Yes, the next time you want to know, because it's Mir, it's anu," Gamal keki.
"In habit, most of Anu you yes ... so Anu has not yet?" the deck was then followed by Gamal who was scattered at the end there. The absurd chatter of the two was heard by Almahyra.
"Sister, congratulations, want to be daddy on going .. doain is coming," said the two.
"Aamiin, alhamdulillah .. insya Allah .. come yes when launching our new Brand in Jakarta in two weeks and pray also Qiyya healthy."
"Here is God" the two closed the call by throwing thanksgiving and prayer at each other.
Amir looked to the left at the studio which was a boutique owned by Aruni. Still can't believe it will be awarded a favor of this magnitude.
The woman who loves him and the trust that will be present in the middle of his small family.
"Bismillah may Allah be redho, although logically man all this is not possible but not for God .. I still very much hope your KUN, Robb, for my wife...."
Aruni had to rest because in the beginning his condition was problematic, not about injustice or reality beyond logic, but all this again, at his will.
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...Nothing is impossible, treatment anywhere if God does not want yes still, nil......
...Also on the contrary, which is aggressive but when diagnosed with anu disease, the condition of drop to collapse is a blink of an eye... the result is back to God (this is the main point for Aruni's problem, just anu, width and length haha)...