Let the Heart Choose
Chapter > 37

Andra came while patting Nada's shoulder, she tried to strengthen each other. He knew his wife would not give him more hope, but at a time like this mutually reinforcing might be better.

"If Alif doesn't wake up soon, I'll never forgive you" said Nada flatly.

Andra smiled slightly, she forgot that in front of her right now was not Alif's real mother. If people don't know, they must think they're mother-daughter.

Andra was sitting next to Alif who was asleep, her legs were sore from standing earlier. His eyes looked at Alif who was still asleep, deep down he still felt guilty.

If only he had been sensitive to his son, this would not have happened. Even her mother who understands her better than her real father.

Andra stroked Alif's cheek gently, her touch not the slightest reaction to her Son. It seemed like his son was currently engrossed in his own world.

"Sleep, I'll take care of Alif for you" Andra said.

Nada shook her head softly, she could still fight her drowsiness for the sake of her son, she did not want to miss the opportunity when her son opened his eyes the first time after going through a difficult period.

New tones remembered something, there was no figure of her tiny baby here. Wasn't he with his father?

"Where's zaskia?"tanya Nada panicked.

"He's the same Mother" replied Andra staring fixedly at Nada.

He knew what was on Nada's mind at the moment. Finally his wife did not allow the baby to be with her grandmother, because of her negligence.

If normally Andra would comply, but not this time. She couldn't take Zaskia to the hospital, whatever the reason. The hospital is not a good place for babies, you should know this, right?

Tone let out a long sigh and began to move n from his chair, Andra grabbed Nada's hand, trying to prevent her intention to leave

"Don't you understand health? Do you think Zaskia is safe here right now?"

Tone speechless, he knew the thing he was going to do was quite selfish, but letting the tiny little baby himself at home with the grandmother who had not expected him at all would instead make Nada's feelings depressed.

"I know you're so worried, I'm sorry I neglected to look after our son" Andra said.

Tone was still reluctant to answer, he twisted his body and re-grasped Alif's tanga. In his heart he always said do'a so that his son would soon wake up from his sleep.

Seeing the mood of the tone is not good, making Andra out to look for fresh air. He was sure that if he was here for too long, there would be a fight going on.

Andra stepped out of Alif's ward, looking down the hospital hallway filled with people resting on every seat on the side of the hallway.

Seemed tired and restless face, his ears heard a lot of groans of people in pain. There was one sight that made him stare.

There was a woman who was pushed to hear his wheelchair, behind him was a very handsome man. When compared their appearance is less commensurate, because the woman has a less attractive level.

The man paid more attention to the woman, looking loving gaze from the look of the man's eyes.

If only Nada and himself could make up like the person before him, and he was not shackled by his promise to Kinan. Surely his household would not be this ruined.

He remembered a time ago when he had met Kinan, even though he had already explained many things to him. Unfortunately, he kept on whistling, waiting for the door of his heart to open.

Stubborn, if you can. He must have left Kinan. The problem remains the same, in a tidal economy.

Let alone being open, even his heart and soul were only for Nada. Why does Nada never feel her love? He always felt neglected.

He knew he wasn't capable enough to make ends meet. At least he's been trying to take responsibility and look to keep his heart to Nada.

The more Andra thought about this matter, her head suddenly dizzy. It is true that women are creatures that are very difficult to guess.

His steps stopped in a hospital cafeteria, his eyes widened to see someone in front of him.