FORCED CHEATING
268REPLACEMENT ANGEL

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Thank you so much for waiting for the continuation of the story of Via Mirza. Othor apologized for disappearing without a message. There's a lot of things you can't explain here. But believe me, othors always look forward to the time to be able to write again. And finally the opportunity came now. Hope you guys haven't forgotten yes same storyline 😊

Thank you also to everyone who has been very worried about this othor. You guys have been doing and supporting othor so far. Othor moved, mix in a jumble of time-tipin your comments in the last chapter. Even until there is a martial stalking fb othor you know, the continuation of this novel (who was yesterday inbok othor, is here right? Hayoo ngaku 😂 big thanks for you, dear 🙏😘). Thank you infinitely to all of you. Sorry othor who can't love the best and make you all disappointed 🙏🙏🙏

Bismillah, othor continue the story of Via Mirza back (*k**because othor disappeared from circulation approximately 3 months, already, we continue this novel jump to time 3 months after Mirza left Via ya* 😄).

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Time leaps, 3 months after Mirza left home.

The hasty steps were swung down the hospital hallway, visiting hours were actually up, but not Bu Harni and Riri name if not able to beat the defense of the hospital security guard with kekeretannya above average.

“Ayok, Ri spout!” pulled the hand of her daughter who was walking a bit behind.

“There Bu room,” Riri pointed to a special care room for children.

Bu Harni walked faster and faster, making Riri more and more stumbling after her.

Kriet …

The door of the treatment room opened slowly, Via immediately turned his head. A smile shimmered on his tired face as he found who had come. “Mother, Riri.”

“Where are the circumstances of the mother's grandchild?” the hull is approaching baby Nala. The old Netra condensed looking at the innocent face of her beloved grandson who was asleep. The swabbing of Nala's head was loving, almost crying, finding her little granddaughter lying helplessly on a treatment room bed with an intravenous needle in her right hand.

“It's improved, Bu”

“Why can Nala take a step anyway, Ma'am? Didn't Via know he had a fever? Udah so mbak Via did not ngabarin me same mother again Nala was brought to the hospital,” Riri could not bear not to nag.

“Not that, Ri. Yesterday Nala's fever had gone down, but her malem turned up again, Mbak panicked so did not think you know you are the same mother because Nala had convulsed,” a look of regret looming on the beautiful face Via.

“Certain Mbak bring Nala here same who?”

“Danar,” sahut Via lirih while slightly lowering his face.

“Mas Danar like a super hero as always” sounds grumbling making Via not feel good. “Luck no Mas Danar”

Bu Harni stopped his activity from rubbing the head of his favorite grandson, his gaze turned to Via now. “Vi, I want to talk to you.”

Stunned by the mother's serious facial expression.

“We're out for a while,” invites Via out the room. “Ri, you take care of Nala first yes.”

Both of them sat on the front bench of the child care room. The time almost reached noon, the atmosphere was quiet because it was not a visiting hour, only seen a few sisters who occasionally passed in the hospital hallway.

“Vi, shouldn't you be the same Danar get married?” The sudden expression of Bu Harni without a careless tone made Via startled. “Mom think you guys are destined to be together,” continued Ms. Harni before Via tried to deny her mother's opinion. “Try you think, who has always been there for you and Nala?”

“Bu, I –“

“Don't expect Mirza again,” trim Bu Harni. “He's not worth your wait. Danar is better than Mirza, I bless you.”

“I and Mas Mirza have not officially divorced, Bu” somewhat raised his intonation, not believing the mother to corner him in a difficult position like now. “Don't talk about this anymore Mom, I beg you,” moved from her seat but Bu Harni immediately grabbed Via's wrist.

“But Nala needs a father figure,” emphasizes the word father at the end of his sentence. “He will grow bigger, someday he will ask where his father is.”

“I can be a father to Nala, Mom. I can be a mother and father to her, I can be anything Nala wants, Nala doesn't need anyone, she just needs me!” releasing his hand from the check on the mother, rushed back into the treatment room with a reddened face. Disappointment filled Via's chest cavity, inexhaustible with all his mother's words.

Dibelainya soft cheeks petite beloved daughter, heart pain when remembering the husband is not on the side accompany. At times like this Via feels like alone even though he knows a lot of attention to him and Nala, but the figure of Mirza certainly can not be replaced.

“Mba –“ forms the arm plan of the brother, making Via quickly wipe the puddle of water in both of his beautiful eyes. “Mbak Via have not eaten yet? I'm cooking food for you Via.”

Shaking slowly, “now aja, Mbak has not laper” his view does not move from the beautiful face of Nala who is still asleep.

From the sad look of her brother, Riri knew something must have happened. Left the treatment room to find her mother. “Mothers talk to you Via?” sitting next to the mother who is still faithful on the long bench in front of the treatment room.

“Mother speaks what a mother should say to her child”

Sneaking, “what is it?” curious though Bu Harni seemed reluctant to explain. “Mothers don't talk strangely are they the same Ma'am Via?”

“Mother says Nala needs a father”

Both eyes Riri membola, “Nala already have a father, I'm sure if Mas Mirza knows his son is sick he must come to”

“Mirza isn't a good father to Nala, she leaves like a coward. He already does not care about his son and wife, Nala does not need a father like Mirza,” reveals the conspiracy he is holding.

Staring at the wonder of the mother, “then a good father for Nala who according to mother?” folding both hands on the chest did not shift the gaze in the least demanding an explanation.

“Danar”

Rough grunting, “Udah I guess, Mas Danar”

“Why? He was kind and attentive all this time to Via and Nala. He's always there when Via needs help, even since Nala hasn't been around.”

“Rupanya mom really want to besananan same ex,” mengedumel slowly.

“Mom just want Via and Nala get the best,” Bu Harni defend themselves.

“Not that I don't like it if our family is together with the Pak Hadi family?” narrowed both eyes.

“Mommy said, I just want the best for Via and Nala,” stressed Bu Harni once again. “No other reason.”

“But why should Mas Danar? Are there many other men?”

“Because others are not necessarily good like Danar,” said Bu Harni fast. “Why do you like that? You're jealous that your sister married Danar?” replace Bu Harni who looked at Riri was curious.

“Jealous? No, Toni is the best for me!” Riri then left her mother.

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The Husein family residence has been getting warmer since the presence of baby Arfan in their midst. Ramzi and Sofi's baby boy has managed to steal everyone's heart since his first arrival a few months ago.

It looks like Mr. Husein is fond of his favorite grandson in the backyard of his spacious residence. The old man always feels excited if with baby Arfan, Mr. Hussein's health is very good, all day he will not miss the time to play with the grandson.

“Pa, invite Arfan in late afternoon. The wind was getting cold,” Lady Husein appeared with a cup of tea placed on the table.

“You told me to bring my granddaughter in but why even bring her tea here?” a little annoyed at the made-up.

She nodded with a faint smile and called Sister Inez. “Suster, please bring Arfan in yes, maybe he's thirsty.”

“He looks fine, he is not fussy like he is thirsty,” Mr. Husein noticed the tiny face of baby Arfan who looks calm in his cradle.

“Pa,” sharpened his gaze a little on the husband who seemed reluctant to let go of his grandson.

“Yes well, it looks like you want to be alone with me,” was forced to give up by handing baby Arfan to sister Inez who smiled knotingly at the behavior of the pair of grandparents.

“So why are you alone with me this afternoon, hm?” grabbing the wife's shoulder to sit with him. “Everything's okay, right? Sofia, Ramzi, they look very harmonious after Arfan.”

“Ya,” nods with a smile.

“Lantas?” staring in wonder after sipping his tea that is still steaming.

“Azad.”

Frowning, “why with him?”

“She has looked chaotic since returning from the village.”

Nodding, “you've said it.”

“But lately it looks worse,” shifted her sitting position closer to the husband. “Papa didn't ask him why it was like that?” looking at worried faces.

“As long as he finished his work in the office well, no problem,” pinched the cup to return to sip his tea.

“It was because there was Ramzi helping him,” clucked a little annoyed.

“Already, he is very mature. Let him solve his own problems,” rubs the back of his wife's hand. “If he needs our help, he will definitely say it.”

“Papa does not understand, a mother will not let her child be in trouble.”

Just as Mr. Husein was about to open his mouth to speak, Azad appeared from inside in neat clothes.

“Pa, Ma, I go first,” says Azad.

“Where are you going? Eat first, off maghrib dinner will soon be ready,” rise up to the beloved son.

“I –“ look at the papa who is holding his tea cup. “You meet the client,” he continued rather doubtfully.

“Jam as soon as?” mistress Husein's forehead wrinkled.

“He em, we have made an appointment,” fixed the location of his watch, avoiding the gaze of the mother.

“It's a holiday right?” Lady Hussein looked at her husband.

“The client only has time today,” tried to escape from the astonishment of the mother, then rushed to kiss the backs of his parents.

Mrs Husein escorted Azad to the living room right along with Ramzi who went down the stairs with Sofi.

“Ram, are you also leaving?” looking at Ramzi who was also well-dressed.

“Yes, I have an appointment with someone,” releases his hand from Sofi's slender waist.

Nodding, “while again enter maghrib time, stop first later in the mosque for prayer,” message Mrs Husein.

Grabbing the car keys from the hands of the sister-in-law then stepped first before the mother continued her astonishment. Lady Husein stared at Azad's back until it disappeared into the door of the room.

“Darling, I go first yes,” kissed Sigkat on Sofi's forehead.

Nodding, “caution yes.”

“Good,”

“Kak –“ call Sofi make Ramzi stop stepping.

“Ya?”

“Are you going to stop by your papa?”

Shaken faintly.

“But Gerald said –“

“It's yes, we talk about this again later,” trim Ramzi. “I don't want to make Azad wait outside too long.”

“You believe they will meet clients?” holding Sofi's arm took her to sit in the living room after Ramzi passed.

“Iya, why Ma?” looking at the wonder of my mother.

“Ngak papa,“ shook his head to make Sofi more astonished. “Oya, by the way you said what about your father-in-law?” try to shift the subject.

Sighing while leaning his back on the sofa, “His father Brother Ram is sick.”

“Sick?”

“Yes, had a heart attack and just got home from the hospital.”

Rubbed Sofi's shoulder slowly, “do you not want to take Arfan to see his grandfather?”

“I've asked Brother Ram to see him since he was in the hospital.”

“Why don't you just visit him?”

“I –not ready,” duck deep while squeezing his own fingers.

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This morning the baby Nala was much better, the doctor who had just examined her said Nala could go home. Via immediately exited the room to the administration section.

Via steps cheerfully down the hospital aisle, some beautiful butterflies fly around the flowers along the hospital garden as if to celebrate the joyful day of Via this morning. Gratitude is unceasingly promised, nothing is more soothing for a mother when she sees her baby healthy again.

“Vi?” A greeting of the Word that happens to pass.

“Hai, Man. Enter in the morning huh?” reply with a smile.

“Iya, how is Nala?” approaching Via.

“Alhamdulilah is healthy, you can go home soon.”

“Thank God, later I will be the same Yanti to the house ya.”

“Oke, don't forget to invite Gio as well.”

Stirring his right thumb, “Gio must be really missed two days not playing with Nala.”

“Can you, as a child as small as Gio already understand the taste of kangen?” laugh lightly hearing it.

“Dih, yes ngarti. They are almost every day playing bereng, surely Gio feels lost, just emang Gio has not been smooth talking so he does not want Nala.”

More chuckling with the Word.

“O yes, have you heard of Mirza if Nala is sick?”

The instant that Via's laughter subsided, his cherry face instantly turned flat. The Word soon realized his mistake.

"Emh, uh Vi sorry. I didn't mean" Word went awry, he shouldn't have mentioned Mirza. Yanti has told everything that happened between Via and Mirza clearly.

"No papa," tried to comment on a smile.

"Well, where were you going? I want to go there first ya ngeck patient," go is the right choice for the Word.

nodding then proceeding to the administration.

It is not wrong if Firman or anyone asks about Mirza, but it scratches the pain in the heart of Via. 3 months Mirza left without sending any news, but, he disappeared like he was swallowed by the earth nobody knew. Resignation is the best way, perhaps God has willed this destiny for him even though his conscience occasionally screams out to the husband hoping he returns to start over.

"Please Ma'am, this is the total cost to pay, "the nun's voice slightly jerked Vi's daydream.

"Oh yes Sus, for a moment, "take a wallet to pay for baby Nala's care expenses.

When he finished, he returned to the treatment room. Via's steps stopped in the doorway when he saw that Bu Harni was chatting with someone.

"Is that all right, Vi?" ask Bu Harni who knows Via just standing by.

Small nod.

"Yes, let's go home. Son Danar please bag yes," said Bu Harni gesturing to Danar who seemed to realize Via's shock.

"Good, Mom."

"Let me, please" prevent Via from reaching for the bag containing Nala's baby gear.

SREEKS

via and Danar's hands touch, freeze for a few seconds. Bu Harni smiled looking at the scene in front of him, but hurriedly he turned his gaze pretending not to look.

"I'll see, you're carrying Nala," said Danar immediately tote a pink bag with the motif of the character Masya and the bear.

without answering Via immediately grabbed baby Nala from her bed. Bu Harni walks behind deliberately letting Via and Danar go first.

Along the way home Via did not say a word, he even sat in the middle seat so inevitably Bu Harni sat in the front seat beside Danar. Via's heart was upset with his mother's actions. Surely his mother who contacted Danar to pick up, if not where Danar might know today Nala can go home.

sreet...

danar's car stopped in front of Via's house. Danar swiftly opened the door for Via and did not forget the baby Nala bag. They walked into the yard. For whatever reason, they look like a happy little family.

"God, how do they look so good?" muttered Tia who was waiting for the return of the nephew on the terrace of the house Via.

"Hush! What the hell is this mother saying?" Arya glared at his wife, "Via still has a husband, remember it's Bun," he whispered.

"Halo Nala dear, welcome back home huh. "welcome Tia grab baby Nala from the sling Via doesn't care about her husband.

"Let's go Danar Nak in, I make you drink, yes" said Ms. Harni.

"Thank you Mom, but I have to go back to the store" Danar refused.

"Cock rush?" Miss Harni is disappointed.

"Yes, there are two employees who did not enter. So a little overwhelmed, "smile as if asking for understanding.

"Yes, but next time you should stop by."

Just a faint nod Saraya looked at Via, "Vi, I'm saying yes. Mas Arya, Ms. Tia." Alternately looking at Arya and Tia who were answered a nod of the head by the two.

"Thank you, sorry always ngerepotin," said Via very unkind.

"Never mind, I can help you."

hearing Danar's answer was precisely the heart of Bu Harni who flowered, almost he soared with joy if he did not remember the age. They all entered the house after Danar's car passed.

"Did you hear that, Vi? Danar seneng if you can help you," stop Via who wants to go to the room following baby Nala who entered first with Tia.

Twisting the lazy steps, "already yes ma'am, do not discuss Danar again, please."

"You're weird, you don't want a dating mom with Danar, but you kind of give her hope."

"I mean mother?" looking at the elderly mother, "i never gave her any hope."

"You asked Danar anterin Nala to the hospital malem-malem, is it not the same as giving hope? You subconsciously indicated that you need him, you need Danar to replace Mirza,"

"Astaghfirullah, Mom. It's not what you think," beristighfar try to be patient. "Yesterday the one who called Danar was the Word, not me. I asked for help Firman but he was fitting there was a night shift, so Firman told Danar to anterin me with Nala, because Nala's condition had convulsed," via said she hoped her mother would not suspect anything strange anymore.

"But the truth remains Danar is always there for you, right? Make Nala too, so you don't have to dodge anymore, open your heart to Danar and wound your heart because Mirza will definitely heal. Danar is the right surrogate man for you, "slightly softened at the end of his sentence with the look of the eyes made as soft as possible to melt Via.

Massaging his temple which suddenly felt a throbbing pain, "it's up to the mother to say what," chose to immediately enter the room reluctant to continue the debate with his mother who always had a thousand and one kinds of moves to realize his wishes.

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