
Let Anya with her dreams. Zaidan and Dinda with their affection. Now we follow the journey of Hendiyana and her daughter to Haydi's house, Layla's mother.
On top of a fairly large bed, lay a middle-aged woman. Looks tired on his face.Had two days his body like not healthy. Want to do something, get tired for a while. She's Haydi, Layla's mother.
Now all he can do is sleep on a soft mattress.
"Mommy, why?"a veiled girl walked into his room, greeting him in wonder.
"No idea, Shaff. Mammy's two days is easily tired. You don't go to school."
"Lho Mamy forgot yes .. It is Saturday. Not going to school."
Haydi scrunched his forehead. Perhaps the age factor has affected his memory.
"Yes .. yes .. it is Saturday. Mommy forgot." Shaffa laughs.
"Mamy is still beautiful .." comforting words.
"Mam ... shaffa wants to help Layla after graduating from this school."
"good. But you go to college."
"Pity of Layla .... While in college, Mom."
"There is your brother Zaidan."
"Sir Zaidan wants to marry Layla's sister what, Mam?"
"Mami hopes so Shaffa, but it seems that Zaidan only thinks of him as a sister all along. Maybe this is also mami's fault, used to insult her."
Shaffa was momentarily shocked to hear his mother's statement. Look at her mom with a question mark. But he did not dare to reveal it. He could only shut up with his mouth open.
Ah ... why am I talking. Inner reminded.
"Hi looks like mamy's hp sounds. Get Shaffa!"
Shaffa, his second daughter, took the phone lying on the nightstand. And read what was written on that screen
"From Ana's aunt" said Shaffa. Aunt Ana calls given by the Haydi family against Hendiyana.
"Assalamu'alaikum aunt."
"Wa'alaikum salam. This is Shaffa yes ..."
"Yes." Yeah."
"Your mamy exists?"
"There's aunty. A moment."
"Mam." handed the phone to his parents.
"*Hallo sister Ana. How are you?"
"You're at Haydi's?"
"Yes, break. Long time brother did not return to Indonesia."
"I'm in front of your house."
"Create*...?!"
Haidy immediately closed his phone. Get off the bed. But just his foot stepped on the floor, felt his body stagger, was about to fall.
"Mommy." sprightly Shaffa held her mammoth body. Then sit him on the edge of the bed. Lay out a pillow for her mom to sit back.
"Mommy's just here. I'm the one ahead. Let aunt Ana come here."
"Well Shaffa ..." Look tired on his face, to look old from his actual age.
A bell rang, indicating that the tant was at the gate. Fortunately the bik Siti had preceded the step to open the gate for them. And let the two guests wait in the living room.
Finished leaning her mammoth in the right position, Shaffa rushed to the living room. There was already waiting for Hendiyana and Lisa.
"Assalamu'alaikum aunt .." with reverence he kissed Hendiyana's hand
"This is Shaffa yes ... has really become a girl." a big smile on Hendiyana's lips greeted her niece.
Make Shaffa smile.
"Sister Lisa ..." while greeting Lisa who smiled mischievously at him.
"Have a girlfriend yet?"lisa said teasing her cousin's sister. Makes Shaffa pout.
"Sir Lisa this. Shaffa is still in high school. Don't want to date first."
"That's Shaffa ... Later when it's time, surely meet his soul mate" said Hendiyana. "Sister Lisa and sister Zaidanmu used to meet with his soul mate also do not use dating."
"I want to be like that, Auntie."
"What class are you in now?"
"Class 12 ."
" Where to go?"
"That's good. Where's your mama?"
"Waiting in the room, aunt. It looks like mamy's sick.So want to get out of bed, but not strong." answered Shaffa innocently.
"You didn't check it."
"Not yet, Aunt."
Hendiyana then moved from his seat. Walking towards the room Shaffa pointed out, accompanied by Lisa.
"Why are you Heydi?"Hugging her sister warmly. Then sat down next to Haydi who was sitting leaning on the side of the bed.
"Do not know brother. It feels really lemes.Padahal never late to eat."
"Try you to the hospital. Or I'll call Dr. Herman here."
"Yes ... later on, No."
"Don't do that." Soon Hendiyana's calling Herman's doctor. His family doctor while he was living in Indonesia.
"Hour 12 he's just gonna be here. There are patients."
"How's Layla?"
"Now he's busy at the company."
"Good."
"Tumben brother to Indonesia?"
"Kangen is like Anya. It just so happens that Lisa has activities here. All take off the longs."
"Sister, how is Zaidan now?"
"Tante, I live first ..."
Shaffa left them. I want to prepare drinks and small meals.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Tumben asked about Zaidan."
"Don't do it, brother. I was wrong, to have made the boy hurt. My daughter wants it. What if we put them together now?"
"No way aunty." Lisa replied. Making Haydi groan, tangent to what Lisa revealed just now.
Hendiyana glared at Lisa sharply..
"Lisa, can you leave mommy and Aunt Heydi here."
"Sorry, Mom."
Lisa passed from the room, leaving them to speak freely.
"What's up, brother. Is Zaidan married again?"
"Actually when you broke Zaidan's heart, I was grateful."
"Aren't you angry at all?"
"I've been mad at you all this time, but that's how it's supposed to be."
"Sister ... Brother doesn't want him in our family, either?"
Hendiyana gasped at the words that had just been thrown from Haydi's lips.
But it was wrong that he also made a confusing statement. Smiling anywhere.
"Haydi .. ever since he was in our family, I always instilled that they were brothers. I don't want any more connection than that. Alhamdulillah Zaidan obey my words. Until he can control his wound from your attitude."
"Thank you, Brother. I'm sorry."
"I'm your brother. Iknowyou. But sometimes you do things that don't make sense. That's what makes me always wary."
"Sister. May I ask. Why do you do that. Wouldn't it be if you wanted Zaidan to really be in our family. Of course marriage is better."
"It's your son's or yours's."
"Layla wants it. Even after Zahara died, it seemed like he was obsessed with Zaidan. Now I realize I was wrong, brother. They cut off their relationship."
Hendiyana took a deep breath. Wanted him to answer Haydi's statements. But it feels heavy. He closed his eyes, like he was thinking hard.
"Maybe it's time you knew all about Zaidan. I can't keep it forever."
"About Zaidan?"
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