Heart Sincerity
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Dara blinked her eyes several times to adjust the light. Then his gaze was immediately fixed on a man who was standing on his back facing the window.

"Who are you?" tanya Dara tried to lift her body to wake up, but Dara's body is still very weak. The man turned his head when he heard Dara's voice, he smiled and walked up to Dara. Dara bragged her eyes when she saw the man's face.

"You? Why come back here?" ask Dara slowly.

"Don't move much, you're still not healed" said the man who is none other than Arham.

"Don't come any closer!!" exclaiming Dara, Arham stopped his steps and looked at Dara lekat.

"I'm not going to take you, I just want to see my wife. Is she okay?" said Arham pulled up a chair and sat next to Dara's bed.

"Sa-I'm not your wife sa..." Dara stopped her speech when she saw a photo on the nightstand. Dara's lips seemed to shake slightly, without her noticing that her hands were starting to stretch out to reach the photo. Arham who saw it also immediately helped Dara to take the photo.

"I-this..?"

"Ara, our little princess. Very similar to you?" arham said, Dara who heard it immediately looked at Arham.

"Are you still denying that she is not your daughter, our daughter Dara" said Arham to hold Dara's arm, but Dara quickly pulled her hand.

"I'm sorry, I still can't believe it's that easy. Give me time, I don't remember anything about you" Dara said in a slightly shaking voice. Arham realized at this time Dara was very scared.

"Well, I'll always be waiting for you. Ara is also waiting for you at home, hurry back. Don't forget to eat your breakfast, I'll also leave the photo here" said Arham who immediately melangakah out of Dara's ward.

"I'll be back soon, get some rest" Arham said before disappearing behind the door.

Dara looked at the photo of the little baby in her hand, she stroked the photo and without feeling her tears dripping and hitting the picture frame. Dara wiped her tears that hit the photo with her hijab.

"A-ara? Are you really my son? But why am I... " Dara stopped talking when she remembered something, she touched her stomach because she remembered the stitches.

"No, brother said it was an appendectomy" said Dara shaking her head.

"Why does my heart hurt when I don't admit this child is my son. Is he really my son?" said Dara who was getting confused.

"Ara is indeed your son, sorry brother hid this from you. Brother just doesn't want you to drop back when he hears this all, so brother asks mom and dad to be quiet" said Haikal who just entered, he walked up to Dara.

"Ja-so this is all right?" dara asked so nervously.

"Sorry" said Haikal holding Dara's hand.

"Abang is not wrong, Dara knows brother is doing this for Dara's good. Dara apologized for distressing brother, mother and father. Dara always troubles you" said Dara crying needed Haikal.

"No, you are happiness to us. Never think stupid like that"

"One more thing, brother has something for you"

Haikal took out a box with his snell out of his pocket, and Dara looked at Haikal in confusion.

"Open up" Haikal said, giving it to Dara. Dara hesitantly accepted the object and opened it slowly, Dara rounded her eyes when she saw that the contents of the box were a wedding ring.

"Arham gave it to you" said Haikal. Then suddenly Dara's memory began to appear, but it was not clear. Dara paused her throbbing head as she forced to repeat the memories that had passed. But the shadow did not appear at all.

"Don't be forced, you'll remember everything by yourself slowly. Honestly brother is still not willing to hand you over to your husband, but brother has seen if he really loves you deck. Go home, you must see your little daughter" Haikal said, holding Dara's hand.

"But Dara was afraid" said Dara lowering her head.

"What are you afraid of? Arham won't hurt you, he's your husband. After you are completely healed, brother will tell Arham to pick you up" said Haikal stroking Dara's face.

"But how can Dara marry Mr. Arham? we don't even know each other. Dara only knew she was Dara's lecturer on campus" asked Dara.

"As you said, you will remember everything slowly" Haikal said.

"But Dara did not want to be alone with him, Dara did not want to go back there. Dara wants to go home to us" said Dara holding Haikal's hand.

"Are you sure? Then what about your daughter?" haikal asked while pointing at Ara's photo.

"Da-Dara didn't know, give Dara time" said Dara so nervously.

"Well, you'll talk about this to Arham" said Haikal stroking Dara's head.

"Rest" said Haikal, peeping Dara. Haikal helped Dara lie down and pulled the blanket over Dara's body.

"Abang stay first, there are still patients who have to handle" said Haikal who was answered nod by Dara. Haikal smiled and went out.

Dara looked back at the photo of the tiny baby carefully. Dara noticed the baby's face was indeed so similar to her. Dara stroked the photo gently and hugged it tightly.

"How could I forget such a precious thing, have I sinned so much? Forgive your servant God, please help me to remember everything" Dara closed her eyes.