Love Frame For Sarmila
CHAPTER 82

Mila entered the WC not far from where she was standing. As much as possible she did not want to look sad in front of her husband. Finished from the bathroom her footsteps again swung towards where her husband was in the care.

Even though he himself still could not believe what he had seen just now. Ammar is a man who disappeared and certainly made him bad in the eyes of others. With confidence she entered mingling with her husband and other families.

"If there was Eva, maybe she was just like me shocked to see who was coming.

Oh my God, how should I? why meet Ammar at a time like this? take a deep breath, Mila.

Remember Mila, you must be reasonable. Yes, if Ammar says hello, you must reply as usual. You can Mila! you can!"

Mila continues to monologue in her heart. Somehow he began to fall apart when he saw the appearance of Ammar. It's not about feeling or not. He's still traumatized by everything Ammar has to do. It was enough that his life was quiet after Ammar disappeared. Why did it appear again.

"Darling," Danu called his wife who was already standing at the door. Mila walked over to her husband with a small smile.

"Mas" said Mila past Ando and the troupe. Mila bowed her body when she passed Makwo Rubiah. Mila greeted Bu Nurmala as her husband's guardian. He also cheers on other guests. No exception to Ammar.

"Where are you from?" ask Danu.

Mila has not been able to tell Danu about his meeting with Vishnu. He was worried that it would make things worse. Mila intends to discuss after Danu returns home.

"I called Lala. He's at Sarah's. I was afraid who would take care of Lala." Mila took a chair to sit down.

Danu was in a room adjoining other patients. In the room there are three dividers. Danu's position is near the entrance.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I haven't been able to tell you about Vishnu's letter" to Mila's inner self. Lucky he brought a bag so the files could be saved.

"When this is Rubiah's mother who hired me to take care of her sister. And you already know this, right?" Danu introduced his guest.

"So Mila's brother Danu's. How could this be possible? if Danu is a child makwo Rubiah means Kak Mila Iparan same bang Ammar. The world is still narrow." Inner Ando.

"How are you doing Ando? how are you Ammar? you're still alive it turns out, Mar." Mila's voice rang out.

The attitude that Mila showed because he felt disappointed with the Ammar family or his own Ammar. His name was already bad in the eyes of those who knew him. Including in the eyes of his profession friends. There is even a friend who blames Mila for the depression that befell Vika.

"Mila, you're good to be married. But what about Vika? he is now in Jakarta because he is depressed. If only you knew yourself not to be close to Mr. Ammar. Perhaps they were already happy," those words still lingered in his mind.

"Darling, you are, that's it,"

"Sorry, Mom, Miss Rubiah please sit down. I took an extra seat," said Mila, trying to borrow an iron chair next to her husband. Luckily there are two seats.

Mila chose to sit on the side of the husband's bed. Ando and Ammar don't talk much. The man did not take his eyes off towards Mila. Moreover, Mila's hand can not be separated from Danu's fingers.

"Do, take me out for a moment" whispered Ammar.

Rain began to fall soaking the sky of Bengkulu city. Ammar and Ando sat down in the hallway. Both men looked at the blackened sky.

"I don't know, Do. When his wife Danu came. He was like a magnet to me, his gaze, his attitude. Very familiar, when he and Danu grasped each other tightly. Why does it feel so claustrophobic, Do?"

Ando held his head up. The man changed the way he sat. He also shifted his brother's wheelchair because of the position of the wheels at the end of the cement.

"Do I have to persuade Brother Danu to lend him Mila's brother. There have been many ways we have done to evoke the memory of bang Ammar. But since everything related to brother Mila. bang Ammar reacts." Ando's inner.

"And how are you?" ask Bu Nurmala.

"Alhamdulillah, ma'am rather meningan, we had to go home. But Vishnu said there was further examination. About test ...." Danu glanced at Mila. There's a fear that Mila knows the real disease.

"Oh, I know," said Bu Nurmala.

Mila raised her forehead. If Bu Nurmala knows about her husband's circumstances, it means that only she does not know.

Mila held onto her chest that felt tight. Everyone is hiding the fact of Danu's condition from Mila. Seems to be punctured many times.

"So Bu Rubiah came here in unison with Nur's mother, met in front or what, Mom?"

"Andu," Bu Nurmala held the fingers of her foster children.

"Yes, Mom,"

"You remember when you were a kid. You're always insecure that school activities should bring parents, you remember, kid when you cry your friends celebrate mother's day."

Danu remembered when he was a child he always missed school, if there are events involving parents. All the children in the school were picked up by their mother and father. But he realized that his status was an orphan.

"So mom wants to bring us together with someone. Her son went missing as a child, now that he has found his son," Nurmala's mother handed Danu a white envelope.

Danu opened the envelope, perusing it carefully. Long after he fell silent, his gaze turned to the hijab-wearing woman on his left.

"And, she's Rubiah's mother, your biological mother. He never died you. But instead you are lost due to someone's carelessness. I'm sorry if I said I knew you from birth. Actually I was working in a parlor when you were 4 years old. Miss Mutia asked to keep this a secret." said Ms. Nurmala.

Danu was still unmoved, she did not know whether to be happy or sad. Rubiah immediately hugged Danu, the woman's eyes glazed over. Expressing her happiness in finding her biological child. Danu was anxious to return his mother's embrace, but her heart was still determined to accept the reality.

"Abdi, mother's son! I'm sorry I made you wait too long. I've been looking for you everywhere. After all these years, we can finally get back to the meeting,"

"Can you leave me, Miss Rubiah?" danu's tone sounded flat.

"Bag,"

"You're here, Mila. Let them be outside."

"But, Mas ... They are your guests. It's not good to drive away guests,"

"I didn't throw them out. I just need time to accept this fact. He lived happily with treasure. While I'm here, wait for the miracle to come. Where is a child who wishes the affection of a whole parent,"

Mila sat up to strengthen her husband. He was in Danu's position, he knew that mom was nearby. But Dahlia's mother's attitude seemed foolish toward her. Mila waits for that time, the time when Dahlia's mother recognizes herself as a child. But he just confessed when he wanted to go back to Lampung.

"Mas himself once said the same to me. If we're not alone, there are still people who love you, like me and met with your real mother,"

"Receive her as your real mother, Mas," Mila felt her husband's body tremble violently. Like there was a great shock piercing in the recesses of his heart. At least he's given a hug as a sedative.

Mila rubs Danu's hair. His eyes were fixed on the hair that stuck in his fingers.

"Don't leave me, Mas." Inwardly.