Mahligai Love Zeda Humaira Emerson
MC Zeda Humaira #77 - I Keep With Do'a

Aira distributed food, clothing and even money to street children in Lahore. And he did this as a form of gratitude for the realization of Arshad from his coma.

Aira was accompanied by Nida and Om Sahir and the two men seemed amazed by what Aira did. "So Aira didn't talk to him, your relationship is over. But Aira's still doing this for her?" Nida asked between astonishment and confusion.

"Come, Nid. My heart wants it" Aira replied as she watched the street children who were now eating voraciously. "I can't be next to him, accompanying him, and I can't keep him with my hands. That's why, I can only take care of it with my prayers."

Nida looks at Aira who now seems sparkling, Nida still does not believe what kind of love and relationship Aira has. But one that Nida knows, Aira is like being in a well with limited sides but also wide simultaneously. So that makes him entangled but also free to swim.

"So Aira is weird" Nida said with a chuckle. "Sir Aira is like a person who is entangled in something, but also free in the same. For example, yes, but hopefully not. For example, I married, continued divorce, yes it means my relationship and he is finished. I won't care about him anymore." Aira smiled faintly at Nida's words.

"Sometimes the mind and the heart are out of sync, Nid. Our mind wants what our heart feels what. I also wanted to get away from him, but it was as if there was still a faint thread that kept tying us both together." now Aira's gaze was straight on Via who was also eating with the children, too, they don't talk to each other because they don't understand each other's language, but they still play and laugh together somehow.

Aira remembers how her relationship with Arsyad ended, initially thinking Arsyad betrayed her but in fact did not. Then Aira thought Arsyad threw it away and again in fact did not. Mysteries come and go without being able to guess and always answered by itself.

Aira sighed then continued her words. "I was thrown from him many times, but many times the facts made me turn to him."

"Em, it seems like love is something difficult, brother. I wish I survived something like that" Nida said grimacingly which made Aira chuckle.

"Love is a very deep well wound, Nida. You can try to avoid it, but surely one day you will cross paths with it."

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^^^Jakarta, Indonesia. ^^^

"Where's ummi?" Ask Arsyad weakly at Fahmi.

It has been 48 hours since he realized from his coma but the mother never came to visit him even for a moment.

Not only that, Anggun and his parents also did not show the stem of his nose in the slightest since Arsyad siuman and it makes Arsyad more disappointed in them.

Fahmi has told me everything that happened during Arsyad's coma because one month is not a short time, a lot has happened. But of course Fahmi missed one story, namely the death of Ummi Ridha.

Gracefully going somewhere and for whatever reason, whether fearing the Arshad or fearing himself might return to be toxic to the lives of others.

Arsyad was surprised to hear Anggun leave because no matter how Anggun still pregnant with his child, Arsyad did leave Anggun but he did not want to abandon his child.

Arsyad is still so weak at the moment, he can't even sit on his own and it makes him feel frustrated.

"At home" replied Fahmi softly without daring to look Arsyad in the eye.

"Yesterday at home, last night at home, today also at home." Arsyad muttered confusedly and anxiously, it was unlikely that his mother would not come to see him. "Fahmi, I borrowed your phone, I wanted to call Ummi" said Arsyad but Fahmi refused to give it.

"Is Ummi sick?" Arsyad and Fahmi asked. "Continue where is he? He knows I'm conscious?" Ask Arsyad again and Fahmi nods.

"Oh God..." Arsyad breathed a heavy sigh. "Tell me the truth, Fahmi. Ummi where?" Tanya Arsyad firmly. Fahmi threw his face away, unable to see the look on Arsyad's face that looked very sad.

"Mahimi...!" arsyad exclaimed and along with that Fahmi's phone rang, Fahmi immediately reached into his phone from his pocket and immediately his lips smiled when he knew who was calling.

"What is Ummi?" Ask Arsyad but Fahmi put his finger on his lips, asking Arsyad not to speak. Fahmi answered the call to his loudspeaker.

"Asnalama, Fahmi. How's Arsyad's doing..."

Arsyad's heart was pounding, his heart was rumbling and his whole body was stiffening hearing a soft voice from across the phone.

A voice that still does not change, which is able to thrill the soul of Arsyad. "Fahmi, what did the doctor say? Is she okay?" aira's voice sounded so anxious, touching Arsyad's deepest recesses.

After everything that happened, is this the attitude of Aira? Still care about him?

"Mahimi...."

"You hear me?" Ask Aira.

Arsyad was speechless, he was too happy and moved to hear the voice of Aira back after a long time.

"Thank you very much, Fahmi. Thank you for taking care of her."

Both of Arsyad's eyes glazed over hearing Aira's words, he bit his trembling lips. "Are you still not planning to go home?" Ask Fahmy later.

"I'm busy right now, Fahmi. It was a long time ago, yeah." Fahmi knows Aira is just avoiding the question but Fahmi cannot hold Aira back. Moreover, Arsyad signaled to let it go.

"Okay, I'll let you know later how Arsyad is doing" Fahmi said.

"Thank you" said Aira. "Assalamualaik."

"Greetings, Aira." Fahmi disconnects his phone and Arsyad also answered Aira's greetings with a soft look.

"Greetings, Humaira" said Arsyad with a faint smile.

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Lahore, Pakistan.

"Said Nida, you go to share food with street children, why not invite me?" Javeed asked while wrapping the Aira and Via grocery bread.

"You didn't say you wanted to come along" Aira replied as she looked through the pictures of the bread in the store.

"You cravings?" Javeed asked as Aira stared at the one strawberry-topped bread.

"Not cravings, just trying. That one looks like I used to eat a ball, ", Aira said. "So I looked for it was empty" he continued pouting.

"Yes, tomorrow I make it special for you" said Javeed while giving a plastic bag that has aged some bread to Aira.

"Via who want to bring.." exclaimed Via while jumping up and down which made Javeed chuckle. "Syukriya (Thank you)" Via said after Javeed gave it.

"Well, you can already speak urdu" said Javeed angrily.

"He used to watch animated movies, I think he learned from there" Aira said.

Javeed watched Aira who today looked very different in her eyes.

"You look like a happy person, Ai. I'm happy to see it, may you always be happy" Javeed said sincerely.

"Syukriya," said Aira imitating Via. "We go home first."

"Khuda Hafez."

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