Mother is Not a Night Woman
Something is delayed

Day after day goes on. For almost two weeks Lyla was hospitalized. His condition began to improve, so he was allowed to go home by the doctors.

The little girl looked very happy in the morning. He will return to his opanya house after a long stay in the hospital. Although Via often persuaded him to go home to the House of Vira, in fact Lyla still refused and chose to stay in his opa house.

"Lyla Darling .. later in the opa house should not be naughty, yes... Lyla has to be a good boy" she said, stroking Lyla's face.

"Yes, Mother," he replied as he nodded slowly.

Wira was in the room of a doctor who treated Lyla during her hospital stay.

"Alyra's condition is stable at the moment. We'll keep an eye on him. The most important thing is to keep his emotions. Do not let the trauma repeat itself" explained the woman's doctor.

"Good, Doctor. But when will the results of the examination come out?" ask Wira.

"The quickest results will come out next week. For a while we could only pray. Hopefully the results are positive, so that Mr. Wira can be a sum-sum donor for Alyra."

Wira replied with a nod accompanied by a smile. He really hopes the test results match so that Lyla can be helped.

Alright, so when I returned from outside the city the result was already out. Inner Hero.

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Time showed at ten in the morning when Via and Lyla had just arrived at a luxurious mansion. Lyla looked at the house with a happy feeling. His arrival was welcomed by all residents of the house. No exception the Oma who has now begun to recover from his illness. Knowing her grandson had returned, the middle-aged woman was extremely happy.

The middle-aged woman hugged Lyla and Via alternately. He could not hide his happiness. While on the other hand, the Hero was just staring from a distance. Because Lyla was still so afraid of him.

"Lyla, from now on Lyla will stay in opa house. Lyla can ask for anything like opa and oma" said the opa and hugged her grandson's small body.

"Lyla can ask for a lot of dolls, right opa?" ask Lyla expectantly.

"Opa has prepared a beautiful room for Lyla. There are lots of dolls."

"Lyla wants to see, Opa."

The middle-aged man grabbed Lyla's body and carried her towards the second floor, where Lyla's room was located. An actual room had been prepared before the birth of the little girl. While Via tailed behind him.

With a happy smile, Lyla entered a room that was like a palace to her. He actually got a dream room with his favorite pink paint. The room was filled with dolls and other toys. He did not even blink staring at the room that the word opa was his.

"Mother, Kamal is for Lyla, right?" ask him excitedly.

"Yes, Honey. This is Lyla's room" she replied.

"Wah .. her dolls are many shekali. Lyla can Bobo here, right, Mother?" Lyla stared at the opa and the bunda alternately. As if I really wanted to make sure.

"Yes, Honey. Lyla's gonna sleep here. Lyla's happy, right?"

"Happy, Mother," he replied while nodding.

"Come, tell me what the same opa and Oma. Already gave Lyla a nice room-"

Cheerfully, Lyla drew closer to the opa and hugged her. "Thank you, Opa. Lyla likes her cam. We are good, not as good as in the house of Om Wila. Kamal at the house Om Wila hot. Lyla's boby in Mother Teyus's fan."

Mr. Gunawan rubbed his grandson's hair fondly, "But now Lyla already has a nice room. Anyway Lyla wants what to say opa. Let's give Lyla everything she wants."

"Lyla wants to wear Lyla's clothes that are sewn Mother, Opa. Lyla wants to use it too. Same bial as this doll." He showed a blue-clothed doll in his hand.

"Let's go get it, yeah. Her clothes are still in Dad's house ..."

Lyla did not answer. He still could not accept if the mother called Wira as his father.

"Ambilin yes, Mother. Lyla wants to use it too."

"Yes, honey..."

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"Via, I'm going out of town this afternoon with Ivan. Titip Lyla, huh?" said Wira while rubbing the hair Via. They are in a room. The hero has to hide himself while in the house so that Lyla does not see.

"Yes, Mas. But how many days is Mas Wira out of town?"

"Sunday. So as soon as I get back, the test results from the hospital are out."

Via nodded slowly after. Now his hopes for the recovery of his little daughter are getting bigger. "Hopefully the result is positive" Via said.

"Yes. I hope so."

For a few minutes there was a face-to-face drama there, which made Via's face red.

"All right, I gotta go. I haven't prepared anything at home." The hero stood up from his seat followed by Via.

"Did I go with Mas Wira to the house? I can help prepare Mas Wira's clothes."

With a smile the hero shook his head. "No need. I-i can. You're here with Lyla." The hero approached, then hugged his wife.

"I'm sorry for all my mistakes" he whispered in Via's ear. The young lady simply replied with a nod of her head.

Until a while later, Wira took off her embrace. He looked at Via with a sincere smile. "All right, I gotta go."

"Yes, Mum."

The hero cupped Via's face with both hands, then kissed his forehead fondly. Deep and old. Something he hasn't done in months since getting married. And their gazes meet again. Both heart rhythms are increasingly irregular. The hero drew his face closer. The longer the closer until the remaining distance of a few centi only. Both lips were almost stuck. Suddenly though...

"Mother...." Lyla's voice called.

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