Mohabbat
Muak

"Laila, you need to go home. Let brother Dareen stay here. You can come back tomorrow" Daisha said.

That night, Laila, who was sitting next to Daisha's bed, dropped her head on the edge of the bed, fell asleep. Daisha did not have the heart, after all, tomorrow she will go home and the plan will surprise her little sister.

Daisha rubbed Laila's hair, shaking her body slowly, but still the teenager was not disturbed. Maybe he is too tired with his new activities, or not used to it yet.

"Laila, are you sleeping?" daisha asked after a while without getting an answer from the teenager.

Before long the door opened, two men entered the room. Dareen walked slowly towards Daisha's bed, and Alfin stood up while shaking his head behind Laila.

"Is he asleep?" tanya Dareen glanced at the teenager who dropped his head on the edge of his wife's bed.

"Really, Brother. Can you wake him up? Ask her to go home, " Daisha said.

Dareen glanced at Alfin who was watching Daisha's sister.

"Alfin, take Laila home. He needs proper rest" said Dareen, who was immediately executed by Alfin without questioning or refuting.

Alfin carefully lifted Laila's body and carried her out. Dareen turned to sit on the chair, looking at Daisha's smiling face earlier. That night, Daisha shines more than ever. The beauty and aura within her body gushed out.

Dareen took the wife's hand, grasped it and kissed her affectionately. It always makes Daisha feel loved. His heart blossomed, happiness always came to say hello.

"Honey, the doctor said that the operation can be done. The day after you're gonna have surgery, are you ready to do it?" said Dareen while paying attention to Daisha's reaction.

The woman was stunned, her mouth slightly opened, both eyes widened. Daisha was very surprised to hear the good news, but also happy not to play. Water pools in the fertilizer, gathering into clumps before falling down on the cheeks.

"Aren't you kidding me, brother? You're saying seriously, aren't you?" lirih Daisha fingered her husband.

His smile rose even though tears fell. Dareen piled up Daisha's hands, peeling them repeatedly. Seeing the tears of happiness that fell, his heart was happy.

"Of course, for that the doctor suggested that you stay here until the surgery is done. Wait a minute, Daisha. All the beauty you will be able to enjoy, dear," said Dareen as he pulled his wife's body into the deck.

Daisha sobbed, the thing she had been waiting for for for five more years, she would finally get. The world he once left behind would again greet and give color in view.

She cried happily, clutching her husband's body tighter. Happiness peaked, impatient heart want to immediately be able to see the faces of people who have been around. Gives happiness, creates a smile even though the world is pitch black and colorless.

That night, the night was full. Inside Dareen's brain began to plan. Dreaming about a child he had wanted for a long time. After this, she will take Daisha on her honeymoon and spend time together with no one to bother.

The night is getting late, the skin is getting thicker. There is a lot of evil hidden in it. Surveillance and trailing anyone who is the target.

In a remote building, a man looks restless. Walking non-stop. It was as if something was waiting for him. All around the building, lined up people in uniform upright and alert.

Vengeance mixed with anger was clearly visible in both of his reddened eyes. Both hands clenched, staring fieryly at the pitch-black night sky.

****

In the big house Dewantara again felt lonely after two days Daisha did not return home. The workers miss their young employers who often give Dareen a new menu.

"Mom, is Madam still in the hospital? I miss Madam" chirped the youngest worker who once mocked Daisha.

They were in the dining room, tidying up the long table from the leftovers and dirty utensils used to eat all the family members.

"Come away, we just pray that the Lady will be healthy again and can gather with us in this house again" said Bibi.

Deep down, he also longs for Daisha's presence. Want to go to the hospital just look or accompany, but Dewi certainly will not give permission to go.

In the living room, Bardy and Goddess were gathering with Aleena. They are like a happy family. Plan to give a name to their grandchildren who are still in the womb.

"It doesn't feel like we're going to have grandchildren any minute, we're getting older. Luckily, Aleena was so fertile that she was quickly able to conceive. Unlike the other daughter-in-law, has been married for a long time, there are no signs of having children. Her life was filled with this drama and it was, disgusting" Dewi rubbed Aleena's stomach with a smile and turned ugly when she remembered Daisha.

"Maybe they have not planned to have children. What happened to Daisha was not a drama. There was someone who wanted him dead" Bardy said, recalling Areta's story of a group of people suddenly attacking them.

The goddess snorted, not caring about her husband's words. To him, Daisha is still a useless and troublesome daughter-in-law. It makes everyone difficult because of its lack.

"Good, let him be," chirped the Goddess indifferently.

Bardy sighed, glancing at his wife sadly.

"You don't think about your son? If his wife leaves, then the happiness on his face also goes. He will no longer have any hope of life because his love for Daisha is so great. Come, Goddess. Aleena and Daisha are our daughters-in-law. They should have gotten the same position not next to each other. You need to start accepting Daisha, Goddess," Bardy's pinta.

Disappointment was mounting in his heart, staring sadly at the woman he had married thirty years later. His nature changed after Daisha's presence, his selfishness increased drastically and he also became the one who cared the most about his fellow man.

"I will never accept him as a son-in-law! Dareen is still my son, but she's just a stranger who came and ruined the happiness in this house. Until I never will!" reject the Goddess firmly.

Talking about Daisha always makes her heart hot. He was not happy that the woman's name was mentioned in his house, especially in front of him.

"Enough, Bardy. I'm sick of hearing her name, I don't want that woman mentioned in this house. I don't want to hear his name. It's good that Dareen took her away, I hope she won't come back to this house!" ketus Dewi without covering up his hatred of Daisha.

He asked Aleena to leave the room. Bardy shook her head, sighing heavily at the wife's increasingly distant back.