Married My Stepmother's Ex-Lover
The departure of Anisa

I had to get up early so I wouldn't be late for school. But in fact, after dawn I actually fell asleep again because of preparing to participate in this Olympics. It's my goal, I have to succeed. I want to make my mom proud of me.

I went down the stairs to my mother's room downstairs.

"Ehhhh, are you ready to go?", asked the aunt.

"Yes bik. Uh, mother where's the bik? Up ahead?"

"Still in the non room, kanya this morning after dawn tadarusan continue to fall asleep deh. If not, surely mom has sat at the table to eat.Maybe, doain Non Nana to win the Olympics later."

"Aamiin.iya may bik. Yes already, later aunt anterin aja yes breakfast mother. I can't wake up mom. Greetings to the mother, say the mother's prayer must be affirmed with God."

"Yes, good luck. Aamiin's."

"Nana leaves bik, assalamualaikum."

"Moskalamic. Be careful non."

I also held my thumb. Today, there is no provision from Mother. But it's okay, I can have breakfast in the cafeteria. Ah...Na...when do you not depend on your mother? I asked myself.

I drove my bike through the cake shop right next to the gate of my house. I saw Azka enjoying her breakfast at the table. Even though she's been a mother's lover for a long time, I'm not very familiar with her. I just nodded my head as our eyes clashed against each other.

My favorite bike landed right in the school parking lot.

"Na, are you ready?", asked Mr. Samsir.

"Already sir, but I want breakfast first. Still not in the hunt?"

Mr. Samsir glanced at his watch.

"OK, still got. But don't be long, ten minutes can ya?"

"Ready sir!"

I rushed to the cafeteria, while my friend who was both representing my school was ready on our school bus.

"Bu Tuti, warm sweet tea equal nasi uduk telor. No old ones!"

"Ready neng!"

Ms. Tuti very deftly serve me.I also greedy eat my breakfast, usually mother has prepared in my carry bag. But, today maybe you are too focused on praying for me, her stepson who has been troubling her life. I am lucky to have a mother.

"Lho, Azka sir is here?", hello aunt.

"Yes bik, breakfast. Where's anisa?"

"Still in the room sir."

"Nisa's sick?" asked Azka worriedly.

"Less to know, maybe so sir.This is what I want to bring breakfast for mom."

"Oh, yeah."

Bibik left the cake shop and headed to Anisa's room.

Tok.dok...

"Mom, this is aunt. Can I come in?"

There is no authorization whatsoever, even the baby goes into the room of his master. He put his food on the nightstand. It was seen Anisa leaning her head against the lip of the bed. In his left hand is seen the prayer beads still hanging, and in his lap there is the holy book of the Qur'an.

"Mom, I'll have breakfast first. This aunt brought me."

Bibik patted Anisa's shoulder for a moment. Shaking a little Anisa's body, unfortunately suddenly Anisa's body slumped from the lips of the mattress.

"O Allah ma'am, Miss Nisa!", call the aunt. He saw there was blood from his nose.Bibik justifies the sitting position of Anisa for a while. Then aunt ran ahead.

"Please.please...Miss nisa please." Yelling bibik to Nisa's employees. Azka who had been sitting on the motorbike also rushed down from his motorbike.

''Anisa why bik?", asked Azka. Without waiting for an aunt's answer, Azka ran to the mother house through a hallway that connected the house and the store.

Azka headed for Anisa's room. He touched his wrist, his heartbeat was so weak. Aziz's mind was starting to get irregular.

"Bik, where's the car key? I want to take Anisa to the hospital."

"Yes Azka sir, I'll look for a moment." Bibik ran out of Anisa's room.

"Nisa, honey.you're fine. We're going to the hospital now! Aunt, have you met the key yet?"Azka was screaming at her lover's house.

"Come.ni pak Azka." Bibik handed over the keys to Anisa's car.Azka carried the body of Anisa who was still wearing a face.She slightly ran to bring nisa into the car.

"O Allah, Miss Nisa." Bibik cried as did some of Nisa's employees.

"Sir, please take care of the house with the shop!I'm sorry I didn't mean to order you guys."

"Yes sir, we understand. I hope you don't have a papa, Mr. Azka." The aunt started to sob.

The car is moving so fast. The sound of a simple horn warns the speed of Azka's car that is overstepping the limit. Eventually the car entered the hospital.

"Sus, please sus..!", Azka shouted to the guard sister. And after that, Anisa was taken to the IGD room.

Azka calls her best friend, Laila who is also a doctor from Anisa.

"Yes, teacher!", said Laila .

"La, Nisa La."

"Yes, Anisa why Ka?"

"Nisa in IGD, Lo again no task? I'm at Lo's hospital."

"Okay, I'm going to the IGD now. Wait me!"

Laila ran from her room to the IGD. He knows what happened to Annisa. Azka pacing in front of IGD's door.

"Ka!", call Laila.

"Please Anisa, La."

"Okay, I'm inside. Lo, relax don't panic me." Laila went into the IGD room.

Azka who was anxious to not know what to do.For a long time they examined Anisa. Minutes had passed, finally Laila came out of the room which made a layman spot the heart.

"La, how's la? Nisa how are things?"

Laila lowered her head, she was crying as she pleased.

"La, Lo why cry? Anisa's okay, right?" Azka shook her best friend's body. Because he never got an answer from Laila, Azka went into the IGD room.

"Anisa.!!", call Azka while shaking her lover's body.

"Honey, wake up baby!", Azka was still crying, she was not willing to leave so soon.

Laila walked over to Azka, patting her best friend's shoulder. He himself could not see the situation of his two friends.

Azka hugged Laila tightly, shedding all her tears on her best friend's shoulders.

"Prophey Ka, Anisa has calmed down there. She no longer felt pain."

Laila tried to calm Azka down. Azka stared into Laila's eyes.

"What is Anisa sick of? What are you hiding from me La?! Answer!"

"Nisa, suffering from terminal blood cancer Ka.But, she deliberately kept it a secret from Lo and Nana.Nisa does not want Lo both worry about her. I've told him a lot, let him be treated for at least chemotherapy. But, he's clumsily unwilling to do so."Laila cried telling her best friend that.

Azka leaned against the wall. Hit the hospital wall. Laila tried to comfort her best friend. But he is the same. Feeling her deep loss at the loss of Anisa.

Somewhere....

"Kids, all your cell phones let me keep you. You don't want your concentration to be disturbed."

Nana and her friend handed over their cell phones to Mr. Samsir.

The event began, the participants also followed the series of events well.

Mr. Samsir keeps all the children's phones including Nana's. From earlier, Nana's phone vibrated. Indicates someone contacted him . With hesitation, Mr. Samsir raised his.

"Hello?", said Mr. Samsir.

"Hello, good afternoon sir. Sorry, this is Najma's phone, isn't it? Or was I wrong number?"

"Oh, not Mom. This is Najma's phone. Since Nana is attending the math olympics inside then I keep her mobile. I'm her guidance teacher, ma'am."

"Oh, about when is the show over, sir?"

"Wow, don't know yet, ma'am. Nana's surprise entry into the grand final. Maybe an hour or two from now we're back at school."

"Actually, I want to give you bad news sir for nana. But it looks like Nana is in need of more concentration sir."

"I'm sorry ma'am, if I may know what's up? Let me tell you later?"

"The mother.died sir."

"Inalillahi wa Ina ilaihi Raji'un."

"So sir, is Najma still long?"

"As I said, ma'am, it's probably more or less two ages."

"All right then, thank you sir."

The phone connection was also cut off.

"Najma is in the grand finale of Ka.Gue reckon, we should prepare Anisa's funeral. Later, in the funeral home Najma will know by itself."

Azka nodded in agreement with her best friend's idea.

"Bik, Anisa died!" . Azka informs Anisa's art at home.

"Innalilahi wainailaihi Raji. Ms. nisa.", Isak bibik.

"Please prepare everything you need at home! Maybe in about two or three hours, Anisa's body can be taken home."

"Yes sir. Then..non Nana ?"

"Nana..not yet know bik. He's concentrating on his sheep. Later at home he'll know."

Bibik cried. He hung up his employer's phone. Bibik also walked to the cake shop that was crowded at this time.

"Sis, the store is closed!", pinta bibik to one of Anisa's employees.

"Close bik? Why?", he asked while serving the buyer.

Not that the aunt answered crying.

"Bu nisa died Sis", crying bibik broke again. Instantly the people swarmed him.

Quickly, the cake shop was finally closed. The first one will eat on the spot, so ask to take away.

Bibik and the others, prepared everything. While one of his male employees, reported to the local RT.

In olympics....

He came out as a general champion. But, his face was flat like an unhappy person. This victory is his desire.

"Congratulations Na."Mr. Samsir approached his protege.

Najma only showed a slight smile.

"Thank you sir." The answer from Najma who was lacking enthusiasm, blinded Mr. Samsir hesitated to convey information about his death to Najma.

"You're taking the school bus home, let Nana take you home."

The other children agreed, and so did Najma.

"Your motor, let father deliver. Now you take you home first."

"My father won't get home because I'm a champion sir?", asked Najma in full search.

"Not, but you'll know."

It took about an hour's drive from the Olympics venue to Najma's house. And Najma fell asleep on the way. There is a sense of unbearable pak Samsir.His favorite protege, on the day that he should be happy because winning a prestigious event actually got a disaster that would be very painful for him.

'May you be patient son' 'sir's father rubbed the head of his protege who was the same age as his youngest child.