
Reportedly the death of premature baby Jihan to Kaluna. She intends to serve because Firhan is her husband's business partner. The news was obtained by Kaluna in the morning before her husband went to the office. The plan is Kaluna will come a bit unfortunate there.
"Mas, baby Jihan died. Poor, huh?"
"Yes, Lun. You want to go there?" ask Bagaskara who is preparing.
"Mas not coming?"
"Of course, Lun. I have no meeting today. So, we can be there longer."
"Alright, Mas. Oh yeah, did I tell you Anggun, huh?"
Bagaskara. He recalled Jihan's past being bad at Grace. Although Firhan was her ex-husband, such a thing did not need to be told to Anggun.
"Don't! Graceful to be pregnant. It won't be quiet later, Jihan will definitely come back for it."
"Alright, Mas. Come on, let's go now."
The atmosphere of Firhan's home is many mourners from among his business partners. Only a few neighbors know them. Moreover, the housing that Firhan occupied was rarely in the house. Average working out of town.
Jihan is currently in her room. He kept crying over his lifeless son. Sometimes she laughs and screams hysterically. Sometimes we cry too.
Kaluna who saw the condition of Jihan so not heart. He was indeed evil to Anggun, but this punishment was much more dreadful. If Kaluna's position becomes Jihan, she is not necessarily strong. Kaluna herself has a problem that has not been pregnant until now.
"Sir, why did it become like that?" ask Kaluna to Firhan.
"Before he slipped from the stairs, Lun. Somehow, how is his position. I know he's in the hospital" Firhan replied.
For Kaluna, Firhan was a very patient figure. However bad Jihan is, Firhan remains responsible. He also did not leave Jihan in a slumped state at the moment.
"Sir Witha knows that your son is dead?" ask Bagaskara.
"I think I know from the rest of my friends, sir. I didn't preach it. He's probably busy too."
"Sir, can I see Jihan?" Kaluna just wanted to calm the woman down.
"Please, Lun. You better not talk about anything. Otherwise, he could go berserk. Oh, or better not go there. I was scared because he was unstable. It could endanger you. Sorry, yes," said Firhan.
"Yes, Sir. Then I'm just here." Kaluna also did not want to take the risk.
Not long after, Vitha came. He immediately greeted Firhan and mourned the passing of the little baby.
"Mr is okay?" ask Witha.
"I'm good, sir. I just think Jihan was really hit. I can't bear to see it that way."
They had heard Jihan's laughter sounding very happy. A few seconds later it changed into a crying sound that sounded quite loud. Jihan's current position was in the room downstairs.
"It must be very lost," said Witha slowly.
Witha then chose to sit next to Bagaskara. After the accident, Witha was getting less and less groomed. The fine hairs on his jaw were left elongated.
"Lun, how are you?" ask Witha.
"Good, Mas. You how are you?"
"As you can see. I've always been like this. I spent the day with my mom."
"Why not marry again?" ask Bagaskara.
When the conversation had just begun, the men immediately went to the cemetery. Firhan and Witha come along, but Bagaskara will be in the house to look after Jihan. Who knows, this woman needs something.
"That's why I didn't go to the funeral. We better stay here."
During the time people went to the funeral, Jihan apparently went out of the room. He looks ordinary like a normal person in general.
"Luna's? Been here long?" ask Jihan.
"ye-yeah, Jihan. Why?" Kaluna glanced at her husband.
"Have you seen my son?"
"D-yes."
"Where is he now?" Jihan continued to lean in with a few questions.
"Bring your husband. You better go into the room and rest" Bagaskara ordered.
"Ah, yes. My son is in the room" Jihan said.
Kaluna was really sorry to see Jihan's condition. She clasped her husband's hand in hopes of gaining strength to face the reality of life.
Elsewhere, at Zayn's house. Graceful just got home with her aunt and husband. After putting the car keys in the usual place, Zayn headed to his room.
After Anggun asked aunt to arrange all her groceries, she immediately followed her husband. Gracefully immediately changed her clothes with a green-colored negligee of looser leaves.
"Mas, I want to talk." Sitting in bed facing her husband.
"What's wrong?"
"Mas, you don't have any intention to tell Anita that you're married?"
"Where did you meet Anita? You guys didn't fight, did you?"
"Udahlah, Mommy. Answer my question first."
Zayn took a deep breath. "I haven't told you because her mother is sick, Nggun. I'm sorry. So, yesterday I operated on his mother."
"Oh, so because of that Mas don't want to be honest with Anita? Until when, Mom? I don't want ya until he misunderstands you're mistaken for hope. Remember you are an ex. About that food from Anita too, right?"
"Yes, Nggun. I'm sorry. After her mother transferred to the ward, I'll tell her."
"No need! Just stay away from him because you will soon be a father. Please be wiser. Don't just because of the ex, Mas suddenly changed the same as me, yes. If you dare to mess around, don't blame me for acting recklessly. Oh yeah, same one more. I want Mas to order a silver ring and engrave my name there. She doesn't believe that I'm your wife" Anggun explained.
"Yes, Honey. I'm sorry. I have no intention of returning to him either. I already have a wife I love and care about."
"Really? No lie?"
"Yes. I love you, Nggun. Here I want to hug you."
It feels so good to be calm. He must learn from the past. Do not let her husband be stabbed again by selfish people who only want his personal happiness regardless of a hurt wife.
After being satisfied to hug his wife, Zayn then spoke to the fetus in the womb of his wife.
"My son, whether you are a boy or a girl, I ask you to always take care of your mother, yes. Don't let people hurt him. I love your mother and you too. I can't wait to see you soon. Keep it healthy, baby."
Graceful to see the earnestness on her husband's face. He regained his composure and entrusted the continuation of his life to Allah SWT. May happiness always be with his little family and those around him.