Let the Heart Choose
Are you Angry at Me?

Tone was sitting in his room, visible water droplets flowing in his hair. He saw the reflection of his sad face in the mirror, he looked a mess tonight.

Slowly she stroked her face that was starting to be unkempt, a lot of acne and dullness. The cheeks that were originally stewed, now become even more fluffy. Let alone the cheeks, his body was more rounded than before.

Lately he forgot to take care of himself, because of the focus with his small family. It turned out that all this time his struggle was in vain, he promised himself, if he would put aside his family affairs again.

The door of the room Tone open, Andra entered with a face difficult to understand. He immediately laid his body on the bed together with Zaskia, it seemed that he was quite tired.

There was no sound from her mother-in-law, most likely she was in the hospital. Nada immediately put some change of clothes and necessities while in the hospital.

After all was done, Tone changed clothes. A pair of hands hugged his waist and whispered softly in his ears.

"I'm sorry, I'll tell you everything. I really don't have any feelings for Kinan," Andra said as she tightened her arms.

"In a husband-wife relationship, shouldn't it be open? Why now?" nada lirih.

There were no tears coming back, his heart that hurt was unable to shed any more tears.

"I'm responsible to Kinan for what my father did. And because of that he also lost his father." Andra said seriously, and slowly twisted Nada's body.

"What answer do you have to do?" tanya Nada, with a flat face.

"Always support and take care of him, so that he does not encounter difficulties" Andra said briefly.

Engraved a wry smile on the beautiful face of Nada, what kind of accountability was that? Why didn't Andra just marry her.

What an absurd reason, is not there are still many ways to facilitate Kinan. Taking care of her doesn't mean you have to be with her 24 hours, does it?

What is the difference between a friend and a husband? Even Nada had only been a bedmate to Andra, while other women had all her attention.

At a time when the economy is so low like this, maybe Andra still cares about others.

"I should be very grateful to have a very good husband, but I'm sorry. I can't fight any longer" said Nada, letting go of Andra's embrace.

"I'm going to the hospital" said Nada, stepping closer to Zaskia.

Andra blocked Nada's move to reach Zaskia who was still fast asleep, he knew his wife was very disappointed in him. But that doesn't mean she can bring her little daughter, but the hospital isn't a good place for toddlers.

"Surge," said Nada firmly.

"What! you took Zaskia to the hospital. You think this is the right thing?" andra looked at Nada.

Deep in his heart, Nada did not want to take Zaskia away. However, he was more unsettled when his little daughter was at home.

Even the last incident, Alif to the hospital because of his negligence.

"I don't want the events of Alif to happen again" said Nada encouraging Andra.

Tone kept clean hard grabbed Zaskia who was still asleep, all Nada had in mind was trying to protect the most important thing in her life.

Andra clasped Nada's hand and pulled him, trying to resuscitate his wife's ego.

"I know you're mad at me because Kinan, haven't I told you everything?" said Andra

Nada's eyes warmed up again, he stared fixedly at Andra's bead eyes. It was clear how his anger was at the moment.

"I know you're very sad to think about Alif's condition, even though I'm sorry I couldn't change everything. I promise to look after Zaskia for you." Andra said.

Tone turned his gaze away, he grabbed the bag he had prepared. Andra just stared at the back of Nada who slowly moved away and disappeared behind the door.

Andra flushed down her tired body beside Zaskia, slowly caressing the fine thin hair of her beloved daughter.

"Sister's praying is fine" Andra said.

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Nada arrived at the hospital, she immediately stepped towards the room where Alif was being treated. Nada's steps came to a halt when she saw Laras and Kinan sitting on a chair.

To be honest Nada's anger has not subsided, but what can be done. He had not seen the condition of his son after the surgery, His mind was still not strong enough to witness Alif's suffering.

Slowly Nada stepped closer to Alif's room, as usual. Baras did not warmly welcome the arrival of Nada, he did not close his eyes.

Nada was used to her mother-in-law's behavior, while Kinan. Just sitting down with his eyes down, I don't know what he's thinking. It would be better if he understood his mistake.

Tone opened the door slowly, his ears were greeted with the sound of a heart detector. The sound was terrible, like inviting an angel of death to come.

In the head of Alif there is a hose that secretes red liquid, there are several twists of gauze that is very thick wrapped Alif's head.

Scratches were engraved on Alif's face, in his hand was attached to an infusion hose and on his index finger in the clamp of an instrument.

Alif's eyes were still closed, he had never been this calm. Even when you sleep, sick? The heart of Nada Sangar saw all this.

Without feeling it, her tears flowed. Suddenly his legs were very heavy to step closer to Alif. It took a hard struggle for him to get up and sit in a chair.

"Mother come son, you don't want to wake up?" tanya Nada while holding her sob.

"I'm sorry, Mommy just saw you. Zaskia Deck had to go home first." said Nada again.

Although there will be no answer from Alif, but Nada still believes that he can hear every word of his mother.

There was an open door, there were steps from several people who entered the room of Alif's care.

"How's Nad doing?" ask Satria.

"Okay Doc" replied Nada.

Satria simply smiled faintly looking at Nada's answer. Even his answer lay back with what he saw. Cucel face, puffy eyes in addition to makeup that is perfunctory. It's not far off saying "Good.''

Satria checked the red liquid coming out of the hose attached to Alif's head,