Heart Sincerity

Heart Sincerity
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2 Days later...


Dara walked very slowly, now he was in front of the gate of the house Arham. Dara herself was confused as to why her feet continued to step towards the Arham residence. But without Dara realizing the gate was now open and showed a middle-aged woman.


"Become!!" exclaimed the woman was very surprised, as well as Dara who was no less surprised.


"God, is this really you, baby? Thank God, Arham was right if you were alive" said the woman who was none other than Hesti. Hesti hugged Dara so tightly. Dara could only remain silent, she did not know Nesti at all.


"Let's go in" hesti invited Dara to come in, Dara did not refuse. He followed Hesti slowly, and Dara looked around the house of Arham who was no stranger to him.


Dara's steps came to a halt as Hesti opened the door of the house, his head throbbing again and a glimpse of the shadow reappeared.


"Why you, baby?" hesti asked frantically when she saw Dara touch her head.


"I'm sorry, I want to go home" said Dara, releasing his hand.


"Going home? This is your home baby, come in" said Nesti so excited.


"Sorry but... " Dara stopped her speech when she heard the sound of the baby crying. Without a second thought Dara went inside to look for the sound. Dara immediately walked towards the door of the main room as she could clearly hear the voice coming from there. Dara hesitantly turned the door handle and opened the door.


Dara's gaze was immediately fixed on Arham who was now holding Ara who was still crying. No more hesitation in Dara's heart, he went straight in to approach Arham. It is not Arham that Dara aims for but a tiny baby in Arham's arms.


"Sorry, can I be the fat one?" ask Dara to Arham. Arham nodded and immediately gave Ara to Dara.


"Ssuutt, the mother's child should not cry" the speech was thrown from Dara's mouth, Arham who heard it was very happy.


"Do you remember everything?" tanya Arham looked at Dara expectantly and was about to approach Dara. But Dara quickly dodged and shook her head. Arham was silent for a moment, but before long Arham smiled and nodded.


"I will go out and will not bother you" said Arham who immediately went out of the room. Dara looked at Arham who had now disappeared behind the door. Then the view of Dara reached on a photo that was displayed so large on the wall. Yeah, it's a picture of her and Arham wearing a wedding dress.


"Oek. oek. "Ara's cry is now getting louder, Dara was very surprised and tried to calm Ara.


"Cup cup cup... This is my dear, don't cry. Ara's thirsty, huh?" said Dara stroking Ara's face gently, a smile was seen on Dara's lips as Ara's cries stopped.


"The mother's son is very beautiful, the mother is sorry to have forgotten you dear" said Dara shedding her tears.


"Mother promise, mother will not go again" said Dara kissed Ara gently. Without Dara realizing it, Arham saw all of it through the door gap. Arham smiled happily seeing the two people who were so precious to him reunite.


"I will wait for you" said Arham who immediately left.


"Sorry mother can not love you asi" said Dara staring at the face of Ara who is now asleep.


"Could be dear, mama will help you so you can give Asi to Ara. From now on you have to eat a lot of vegetables and drink milk" said Nesti who suddenly appeared and managed to make Dara surprised.


"But Dara doesn't like milk" said Dara staring at Hesti.


"But first when you were pregnant Ara why do you always drink milk regularly? Even you didn't tell mama that you don't like milk" said Nesti staring at Dara confusedly.


"Sorry, Dara does not remember it" said Dara, Hasti also felt guilty because he forgot that Dara currently still does not remember anything.


"It's okay baby, we will try so you can breastfeed Ara" said Hesti stroked Dara's shoulder. Dara smiled and looked back at Ara who was so sound in her sleep.


"M-ma, did Dara always bother you?" ask Dara nervously.


"No dear, you have never once troubled us" said Hesti stroked Dara's head.


"Dara made a mistake with you? Why can't Dara remember you? Even Dara also forgets Dara's own child" said Dara so bitterly.


"Because I'm sorry" said Dara, looking at Hesti, he smiled and shook his head.


"No need to apologize, you're not wrong baby. Thank you for fighting to give birth to Ara, for the sake of this beauty you are willing to sacrifice your life. Mama salute with your sacrifice, you are the best mother dear" said Nesti embracing Dara's shoulder and stroking Ara's face.


"Really ma? Did Dara do all that?" dara asked smilingly looking at Ara.


"Dear, you know you can't give birth to Ara because of your condition, but you keep Ara until she's born. Even we never know if your content has a problem. Ye know? Arham was so devastated when he heard of your departure, he never accepted if you were gone. Arham always cries every night hugging your photo, he always expects you to come home"


"The feeling is so strong, you come back here. Look, now Arham is back to how it was. He was back neat and always smiling, before he never smiled even he very rarely spoke if not talk to Ara"


Dara heard all of Hesti's stories so thoroughly. Hesti was right, a few days ago Arham's appearance was a little messy with fine feathers that filled part of his face. But now the feathers are no longer attached to the face of Arham, Arham looks more handsome than the first Dara met. Dara was shocked from her daydream as Ara moved and was about to cry.


"Ssttt, are you thirsty? Wait a minute to make milk first"


"Ma, can you show me where the kitchen is?" dara asked who was immediately answered by a nod by Nesti.


"Look along with my dear mama" said Hesti walking out of the room. Dara followed Hesti's steps behind. Dara stops when she sees Arham coming down from the top floor.


"Ara hasn't slept?" arham asked Dara, Dara shook her head in response.


"Ara thirsty" said Hesti.


"Let Arham make Ma" said Arham was about to leave, but was quickly arrested by Dara. Arham looked at Dara's hand which was now in his arm. Dara who was aware of it immediately pulled her hand.


"Sorry, let me make milk for Ara" said Dara gave Ara to Arham and immediately walked towards the kitchen.


"Patience, everything needs a process" hesti smiled at Arham.


"Arham will always wait for ma" said Arham walked following Dara kedapur. Arham smiled when he saw Dara who was busy making milk for Ara.


"You're so lucky baby, your mother is so considerate" Arham told Ara, who kept his tongue out.


Dara turned her body and she slightly snapped when she saw Arham already standing behind her.


"I'm sorry I surprised you" Arham said.


"Yes, it's okay" said Dara while taking Ara from Arham.


"I love you" said Arham who then immediately left. Dara who heard that was very surprised, but her heart was so happy when she heard the words that came out of Arham's mouth. A red tinge on Dara's cheek is now beginning to show, Dara also squeezes her cheek to heat up.


"What's wrong with me?" asked Dara who was confused to herself, she shook her head and immediately moved back towards her room.


***


Dara opened the balcony door, her eyes round when she saw the expanse of roses that adorned the garden.


"Look, it's so beautiful, dear" said Dara staring at Ara who was asleep in her carrier. Dara smiled to herself as she looked at the garden that captivated her heart.


After some time, a hand coiled in Dara's stomach. Dara was very surprised and was about to turn around, but another hand held back so that Dara would not move.


"Don't move, leave it like this for a second baby. I miss you so much, the last time I hugged you like this when your belly was still big" Arham put his chin on Dara's shoulder. Arham realized that at this time Dara's body was so tense, but Arham pretended not to be aware of it because he really missed Dara. Arham will make the most of this precious time with his little family.


"I love you so much, don't go again Dara. I'm so afraid of losing you" said Arham, Dara who heard it still remained faithful to be quiet. Dara is confused what to say, Dara has not remembered anything about Arham. But Dara felt a warmth in her heart, a happiness that Dara could not liken.