Love Nayla Sincerely
You Should Forgive Him

Nayla was still sobbing in the arms of the mother after Mama Hania told the chronological story of why she could be taken care of by Mama Hania, though his own biological mother had hurt Mama Hania but this woman was kind enough to nurture him with full affection. He was getting sobbing remembering all of that. Mama Hania stroked Nayla's long hair gently, trying to catch her daughter.

"Mama know this is heavy for you baby, for Mama is also the same, very heavy. But you do have to know this all want now or someday, just the same," said Mama gently.

"Now calm yourself, Mama is sure in a calm state you will think more clearly, and little by little definitely can accept all this," he added.

Nayla looked up at the face of the woman who had nurtured her since she was a baby, "Why would Mama care for me? Even I feel like Mama's own biological child, never minded if I'm a stepchild" he said.

Mama smiled, looking at her daughter, "Because it's supposed to be like that, you're innocent in this, there's no way you'd hate a baby who doesn't know anything, even a victim. If Mama is not being nice to you, then your life is very poor, and Mama does not have that heart. Mama is a mother, Mama has been hurt because Mama's biological children get less attention, it hurts, even though they both do not matter, but Mama's heart does not have the heart to see it. Learning from that, Mama treats you even think of you as your own child, Mama hates your mother first, but not with you because you are also a victim in this case. You know what Mama means, right?" obviously Hania was at length, ending with a question.

Nayla hugged Mama again, "Bless Ma, I love Mama so much. Mama has been kind enough to take care of me all this time, thank you very much Mama," Nayla thanked Mama Hania many times.

"Not to thank you, it's Mama's obligation, baby," looks how dear this middle-aged woman is to her daughter, even though she was not born from her own womb.

"Now that you rest, Mama will see your Papa, she must be sad," said the Mama. Aditama had already come out of Nayla's nursery, he looked gloomy when his son rejected him, but he also realized he was guilty in this regard.

After the departure of the mother, it is now her husband's turn to sit on Nayla's side.

"Do you know about this?" ask Nayla to investigate.

Farhan nodded, then he told him that Papa Aditama had told him yesterday, and he forbade Farhan to tell Nayla.

Farhan set up his wife's fingers, "Sorry baby, I have to obey Papa's decision" he said after telling her everything.

Nayla sighed, "What do I do now Mas?" tanyakanya. He looked at the husband's face.

"I'm sorry dear Mama Adela, she seems to have regretted it. Although she did not take care of you from infancy, but she who was pregnant with you for nine months, you are also because there is her, even the blood that flows in your body is also her blood, dear. I know this is hard, but try little by little, yes, do not hate him just because he wants to harm you, forgive, Allah alone is Oft-Forgiving, cook us whose servants do not want to forgive," farhan said at length.

Nayla nodded, "But I need time Mas, to get back to meet him, I want to calm down first" Nayla said.

"Yes, Mas knows. The important thing now is to think about your recovery first, because it's time for lunch and medicine" said Farhan, he moved from his seat to take a plate filled with food and bring in front of Nayla.

"I Eng ...." Nayla's words were interrupted because Farhan interrupted first.

"No rejection, let it be Mas," Farhan knew what his wife was going to say.

Nayla did not argue, she nodded and accepted a bribe from her husband.

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At night, Adela seemed restless, because since the incident this morning her son was not able to be contacted even now his phone is dead. Adela is afraid that Irfan will leave her side after knowing all the facts. Since this morning his tears always dripped when he remembered the two children. Sitting pensively at the side of the bed, repeatedly taking a deep breath and then taking it out. He hoped the tightness in his chest would slowly disappear, his negative thoughts slowly began to fade. Repeatedly saying Istighfar.

"Ma, Irfan needs time, so does Nayla. So you hope you think positively, give them both the space to think about all this," Aditya who just entered can guess what his wife thought.

Aditya sat down by Adela's side, he carried the woman in his arms. Instead of stopping crying Adela just sobbed.

Adela was silent, she had no power to speak, she finally obeyed the words of her husband.

The morning came, sure enough said by Aditya, Irfan was already in the house even this is still very early in the morning. After last night he deliberately avoided his mother, finally he could not bear if the woman who had given birth to him twenty-one years ago was constantly inflamed in sadness.

Approaching the Papa who was sitting in the family room accompanied by a cup of coffee and a newspaper in his hand.

"Where's Pa?" irfan asked, making Aditya turn to the source of the voice, he smiled when he found his son had returned.

"Mama in the room, she has been waiting for you to go home Fan, there meet her since yesterday Mama does not want to eat, maybe if you go home later she wants breakfast," Aditya replied at length.

Irfan nodded, he sauntered towards his parents' second room. Opening the door, the middle-aged woman, who had been pregnant for nine months, was leaning on the headboard, looking at the cell phone in her hand.

Irfan sat on the side of the bed, Mama Adela did not realize if it was her son, maybe she thought her husband came.

"Ma," Adela turned to the source of the voice. After knowing if his beloved son came, he also bringsut hugged the son.

"I'm sorry Mama Nak, all this time has been lying to you about the whereabouts of your Papa, Mama is sorry, Mama just wants you to be happy, Mama does not want you to know if Mama ever snatch people's husbands, Mama ever snatch people, Mama doesn't want you to know about it, Mama's afraid you hate Mama, "clear crystals dripping tirelessly from the middle-aged woman's eyes.

Irfan stroked the back of the Mama who was in his embrace, "I've forgiven Mama, I understand what kind of Mama feels like. Bang Fahri's been telling me all the same. I was surprised, at that moment. But what makes me angry with Mama why did Mama hurt Ma's people? Didn't Mama think about Mama's fate?"

"Mama's intention was to avenge Fan, but it turns out that Mama actually hurt Mama's own child, Mama regretted Fan, regretted it. The revenge actually hurt Mama herself, just try Mama did not do that, Nayla will definitely accept Mama now," Adela said in her speech.

"Already Ma, I will help Mama, so that Nayla will forgive Mama. I promise I'll take Nayla in front of Mama, she'll forgive Mama, I promise Ma," Irfan got rid of his ego, he realized it's impossible to get Nayla the way he wants her to, because of their status that turned out to be siblings. The most important thing now is the happiness of his mother, because since the young man always prioritizes the mother.

Mama Adela took off her arms, she stared fixedly at the son's face, "Love Fan," Irfan nodded, "Did you accept that Nayla is your own sister?" ask the Mama.

"If I accept anything no, our status remains the same Ma, she's my sister, the blood that flows in my body is the same as the blood that flows in her body Ma, although it's difficult for me to accept this, but I won't be able to resist. Now all I have to do is try to accept everything, maybe now it's difficult, but one day I can definitely Ma" Irfan said.

"Bang Fahri gave a lot of advice, so I could think like this" he added.

"Mama salute you, thank you son," Mama Adela hugged her son's body again. He realized that his son was an adult, and could even deal with all this well.

"Do you hate your father?" Adela took off her embrace, she looked at the puta as she asked like that.

Irfan sighed, "If that's the case, I don't know Ma. I still have a hard time accepting it, Papa who used to leave Mama, never even looking for us Ma, maybe she also forgets us, but I will still respect her as my Papa, despite Ma's weight," actually, Irfan hates the man, why can he forget himself and the Mama? But he did not want to say that in front of his mother, afraid that Adela would think about it.

"You like anything, he's still Papa you Fan, Mama has forgiven him, you also have to forgive him, yes" said softly Adela.

Irfan simply responded with a nod.

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