LET ME BE HAPPY
chapter 48

When the wound is deeply incised, the word sorry also seems unable to restore the situation. Hoping to get back an opportunity, like a rumpuk who misses the moon.

Although his heart was burning with jealousy, he could do nothing as if he was being foolish. If the feeling is not too late to realize, surely happiness always accompanies.

The scene ahead was truly soul slicing, making the wound even more gaping. It was worse on its own without anyone noticing. Even those who were there looked very happy. Walk in tandem even if not hand in hand. Joking around as if the world belonged to just two.

"Thank you Dra for everything" said Adinda.

"Yes together, Din. After this, where are you going?" tanya Candra while putting Adinda's grocery bag in the rear passenger seat.

"Go home, Dra. It's this afternoon." Adinda looked at the watch in her hand which already showed at four in the afternoon.

"Ok, Din," said Candra.

Candra opens the car door for Adinda. At first glance they look like lovers. The attention that Candra gave made Adinda feel happy, but Adinda did not want to hope and give hope.

Actually Candra is still not satisfied to enjoy the moment together with Adinda, but she cannot hold Adinda any longer. They both left the minimarket.

"Oh yes Din, your mobile number is changing? I've tried to contact you several times, but it's always been inactive" Candra asked. He looked at Adinda.

"Yes, Dra" replied Adinda. The net is focused on staring at the crowd of vehicles passing by.

It was like Candra asked for the new Adinda's mobile number, but she did not want Adinda and her husband to disagree because of her. Even if the feeling is still stored, but he does not want to be the cause of the rift of the former household.

Soon, they arrived at the house of Adinda. Candra got down first and opened the car door for Adinda.

"Almost first, Dra," Adinda pleaded.

"Thank you, Din. Next time," reject Candra.

"Thank you Dra for today" said Adinda.

"Yes, same Din. Well then, I'll say goodbye," said Candra.

"Yes, Dra. Be careful on the road" Adinda said.

"Ok," replied Candra.

Candra got into her car. Candra honks and waves her hand at Adinda. Adinda also returned a wave of Candra's hand. Slowly Candra's car drove away from Adinda's residence. After Candra's car disappeared from view, Adinda turned her body and stepped through the gate.

In the usual place Devin parked his car, he could see clearly that his ex-wife looked very happy. However, it only makes Devin more sad and lost.

"I should have been there. I should be the one who can make you comfortable. I want to feel like I'm approaching you again, but I don't want you to feel as scared as the other day."

"She, I miss you, I miss you so much. Can't we just start this relationship again from the beginning? Like before, when there was only me who became your leaning place."

"Yes Rabb, what should your servant do? The more I try to let go, the more enthroned this feeling is in the deepest recesses of the heart."

Netra. This pain was too agonizing for her. Swiped away a drop of clear grain that dripped as he blinked. Devin beat his chest, which felt very tight, hoping to reduce the pain that lingered at the bottom of his heart.

Devin doesn't have the passion of life. In fact, his job was neglected. He deliberately took a leave of absence today to meet the idol of the heart. Although only able to look at him from a distance, but not why the longing is there an antidote. However, his arrival was actually presented with a scene that made his mind more tormented.

Not yet relieved the sense of tightness felt, looked a Range Rover car black color that he saw the other day enter through the gate of his ex-wife's house. Devin drowned his face behind the steering wheel. It sounded like tears that he could no longer bear.

"Why does it feel like this hurt? Rabb, is there no chance for us to be together again? I love her, I love her." Devin cries behind the steering wheel.

Not wanting to drag on in grief, Devin rushed his car to the nearest mosque. It's been five and a half, but he hasn't fulfilled his obligations. Perform worship and convey all complaints.

"Bismillah" said Ivan, pressing the bell. Shortly after, the door opened.

"Assalamualaikum," said Ivan.

"Waalaikumsalam" bi Ningsing replied.

"Sorry, Den. Aden find who?" ask bi Ningsing.

"Is there a sign, Bi?" ask Ivan.

"Oh, non Adinda. Yes there's Den, let's go in." Bi Ningsing shifted her body slightly and allowed her master guests to enter inside.

"Who's Bi?" asked Fani from the direction of the middle room.

"This is Madam, the guest is non Adinda" bi Ningsing replied.

"Assalamualaikum, Oma," said Ivan, grabbing Fani's hand and kissing the back of his hand with reverence.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Please sit down, Doc. I call her the presence first." Fani invited Ivan to sit first in the living room. Then move to the second floor where Adinda's room is located.

"It looks like doctor Ivan really likes my grandson. I agree, if they are united," murmured Fani as he climbed the stairs one by one.

Tok tok tok tok

"Adin darling. Open the door, this is Oma," call Fani.

A few moments of waiting, but there is no word from within. Fani also turned the door handle that turned out to be unlocked. Fani turns her head inside. Turns out Adinda was praying.

Fani walked in and stepped slowly towards the sofa. He sat himself down and waited for the grandson to finish performing his worship.

Shortly thereafter, Adinda was finished. She turned her head and found the smiling oma staring at her.

"Oma, what's wrong?" ask Adinda while removing the face she is wearing.

"Below there are guests" replied Fani.

"Continue?" ask Adinda.

"She's got Oma's beautiful granddaughter" replied Fani.

"What the hell is this Oma. Who the hell?" ask Adinda.

"Curious huh? Guess who he is?" Fani smiled amusedly looking at Adinda who pursed her lips.

"Oma uh, why use guessing?" Adinda thieved while putting back her prayer equipment to the right place.

"Yes, come down let's not be curious anymore," asked Fani while holding the hand of her grandson.

She smiled at the man who was walking along with her. Slowly, they climbed down the stairs one by one. Adinda frowned when she reached the living room and found Ivan's doctor talking to her father and his options.

"Doctor Ivan. Why would he come here?"

(Can anyone answer?)