
Ririn came to Azam and Amena. He immediately took Amena to Meyra's room. Ririn also did not forget to invite Azam to come with her.
On the way, Amena did not stop crying. Her crying was so hysterical that it made some people feel sorry to see her. Especially Azam.
"Because, Brother is here with you. Don't cry anymore." Azam said while following Ririn. His eyes looked teary. Looking compassionately at the sister whose face was reddened and tearful.
"So, where are you taking Amena?" asked Azam who was still worried.
"To someone who would help him. You'll know later" replied Ririn as she continued to move forward. He and Azam arrive at Meyra's room.
Meyra who was endlessly daydreaming, immediately turned her head towards Ririn. His gaze was fixed on the crying baby Amena.
"This is Amena, Ma'am." said Ririn who had stood in front of Meyra. He slowly handed Amena into the woman's arms.
In a hurry, Meyra unbuttoned her shirt. Then breastfeed Amena. In an instant, Amena stopped crying. He sucked milk so voraciously because it was so thirsty.
"Geez, he seems to be very thirsty" Meyra said. A baby like Amena succeeded in making Meyra carve a smile in the midst of her suffering.
"Yes, I think so" said Ririn as she stroked Amena's head slowly.
"Slow down, Amena... It will choke" Azam said.
Meyra's forehead shriveled faintly. His essence was fixed on Azam. He was curious about the boy.
"Ah right. This is Azam. Amena's sister." Understanding with Meyra's gaze, Ririn introduced Azam.
Meyra simply nodded and smiled to greet Azam. Unlike the boy who walked closer to Meyra.
Meyra agrees. Moreover Azam impressed like a smart child that is easy to set up.
Sure enough, Azam kept quiet. However, there is one thing that makes Meyra disturbed. The sad look of the boy.
Azam did not stop looking at Meyra affectionately. Slowly her eyes glazed over. Eventually the boy broke the cry.
Meyra was worried. He tried to calm Azam.
"You all right? Why crying?" ask Meyra.
"I-I remember Umi... It felt like just yesterday she was with me and Amena" Azam said sobbing. He covered his eyes with two hands.
"Come here..." Meyra was crying. When Azam approached, he hugged the boy with one hand.
"Now you're not the only one who's lost." said Meyra. As he spoke, his heart realized one thing. That he should be able to stand up. Exactly as he had expected of Azam now.
"Umi and Abi always say that I have to be strong when facing any problem. But this problem feels too.. Too.." Azam's cry became so. He can't go on anymore. Azam also does not know why he can express sadness when with Meyra. Maybe the woman made him think of his mother.
"Crying as much. He said it could make you better. You don't have to keep pretending to be okay" Meyra said. He stroked Azam's shoulders. Unknowingly the boy leaned onto his shoulder. Azam accidentally fell asleep.
As for Amena, since then she has enjoyed her milk so much. The baby closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Carefully, Meyra put Amena next to her. He also did not forget to make his hand as a body support Amena so as not to fall. After that, Meyra looked at Azam and Amena in turn. I don't know why the two children can give him a little happiness. Meyra slowly leaned against the pillow and fell asleep.
A few minutes later Adnan arrived. He who was originally in a hurry, immediately stopped stepping when he saw the scene inside the room. Adnan could see how well Meyra, Azam, and Amena were sleeping.