GRINNED
CHAPTER 44: It's Clear

They both long pensive. The shadow 30 years ago. Stifling and suppressing the feeling in the chest.

"Sir Ana knows where Ryan comes from ..."

"I don't really know your relationship with Ryan. Only in your sleep do you often call out his name."

"No, brother lied."

Ana looked away, wanting him to say Zaidan's self-block. But whether Haydi can accept it. But he can't hide this reality forever.

"Sir Ana. Is Zaidan my son?"

Hendiana was silent. He didn't want to look at his sister.

"Jawab, Brother."

"Why are you asking that. Didn't he just throw you away when he needed you."

"Sir Ana." either Haydi got power from nowhere so that he could scatter himself towards Hendiana, who was standing pecking near the door, behind him.

"Sir Ana knows that ..."

Hendiana was silent. Pearl droplets fell on the end of his eyes. Express the old sense of being quiet in anger that demands patience.

"Yes, "Anna answered briefly."Unfortunately I couldn't stop you at that time."

"Sir Ana is there?"

"I watched with my own eyes."

"Then did Ana hide it?!"

"There's no other way."

"You don't know, Ana. I'm so sorry. Not long after I went back to that place. But I didn't find him. It feels like crazy. I'm so sorry."

"When I met after 3 days. You're in a mess. And you keep saying Ryan's name."

"I'm sorry I knew him."

"At that time Kamal and I were very worried about you. Moreover, it turns out that you are not in college anymore. How could it not be a year since I left you, you have slipped far away."

"I'm sorry, Ana."

"So right, that kid was the result of what you did with Ryan."

"Sister, I'm so sorry. Please tell me, is Zaidan my son."

"No, he's an orphanage."

Haydi sat at Ana's feet, no longer able to support her body. His face was getting soaked by tears.

Clearly depicted in his memory, the shadows of little Zaidan and little Layla. Who was always together in the affection of her sister's family. But not so if Zaidan goes to his house. He will treat you badly. By labeling him an orphanage. And greatly demeaned it.

"Is that so angry with me, Ana?"

"Very .. very very Haydi. You seem to be making fun of our decision for the good of Zaidan and our family. Especially yourself.

You know, Kamal and I have a really hard time deciding that. I want us to take him home. But papa was sick at the time. We do not want to increase the burden of his mind.

And not necessarily you can accept the child when in the middle of our family.Thus we decided to leave it to Kamal mass friends who happened to have an orphanage. Until we can take it when things are really ready."

"Did Zaidan know that I'm his real mother."

"I don't want to tell him. Not wanting to add to his wounded heart. See how you treat it. His heart was easily touched Haydi ..."

"After what you've done, can you say that you're his mother?"

"Sir ..." Haydi's eyes grew free to flow. He squealed, bowed to sit in front of Hendiana who looked at the ceiling of the room with nanar.

The truth that has been kept tight, he can reveal must be accompanied by a slashing pain.

"Heydi, this is the reason why I

always bring Zaidan closer to our family, especially you.

Even if you hate him so much. I don't know what you're for."

"Pardon me, brother."

"But I strongly disapprove of Layla and Zaidan's closeness as a lover. Just as a sister who always loved and protected" Ana said as she looked gently at Haydi who was gathered nearby.

"I'm sorry, brother, Haydi. Brother coming just makes me sicker."

Let Haydi's head rest on his arm for a moment. Then the rest is placed on a pillow arranged at the head of the bed.

"Sister, does Zaidan know that I'm his mother."

Hendiana smiled. Then shake your head.

"Frankly, you don't want to lose Zaidan either. Even if it's for my brother's sister."

"Thank you, Ana."

"To ..."

"For Zaidan."

"That's it."

After leaning on Haydi, Ana picked up the drink that was on the small table. Provided by Shoffa for them to enjoy.

He took two cups. For him and for Haydi.

"Drink, don't let yourself be this messed up in front of your daughters. They'll think I've beaten you."

"Yes ... Brother has beaten my pride by bringing happiness into my heart. For my long-serving longing that sin would not be more evidently tormenting me."

"Haaaaaaach. Poetic. This talent of yours is declining perfectly in your son."

"Yes, I saw it. He also likes music. Like my other daughters. Doesn't look like a sister."

"Hemmm .. patience and calm me down dech. Uh not ... nurun her grandfather. Including his business talent. Try if all nature photocopy of you, dizziness this head." Hendiana said while putting the two empty cups into place.

They both smiled and laughed. Then Ana heads to the bathroom to wash her face. So that the sadness that had torn his feelings becomes calm.

" Yuk Haydi washes your face. Before everyone knows."

"Nice sister Ana."

Haydi walked to the bathroom holding onto Hendiana so that her body would not fall.

Both of them look fresh by the water that sweeps in the face-silent. Change the happy gaze, decorate on the clear radiance of the eyes. Healed by an apology to the heart, though unspoken.

"Mommy can I come in?" asked Shoffa who was standing in the middle of the room door.

"What's Shaffa?"

"Aunty ate here first yes. same sister Lisa as well."

"May my aunt accompany your mother to eat in this room?"

"Yes Shaffa, ask Asih to help you prepare it for both of us. We're gonna eat here."

"Good, Mommy." Shaffa then left them after tidying up his blanket.

"Sir Ana, I was curious about what Lisa would say. Does Lisa know about this?"

Hendiana smiled. His face was radiating happiness.

"Kok Brother smiled sich, what a funny thing."

"If this is the case, our children have no idea. So did Zaidan. Although since childhood Zaidan called your daughters by the name of sister."

"Neighbor ..." Haydi scratched meaki's head not itchy.

"What Lisa meant was, that there was no way Layla could marry Zaidan because ..."

"Sir Ana ...?!"

"Well ... well, Zaidan is married again to the mother of Anya's choice" replied Hendiana happily.

"Hem ... Brother always never told me about Zaidan."

"This is also sudden, the intention is just a proposal first. Not to mention that your grandson whined he wouldn't go home if Dinda didn't come with him to Zaidan's house.

Nach lo.. end up getting married that night."

"Minda?" call Haydi with aghast.