MUST BE A DEPOSIT
TMS EPS 47: TRY TO ACCEPT IT

"Sir Hariz is jealous?" Aina couldn't hold back her question any longer. Along the way, Hariz remained silent. But his determination was clear, that he was upset.

"How do little kids know?" resounding.

Aina just shrugged her shoulders, as if she didn't care.

"Didn't you see how the man intentionally..... " Hariz was too lazy to explain.

"Aina look. Aina has eyes. But Aina understood them, because they were halal partners."

Hariz suddenly stopped his car. Staring at Aina with a dislike look. Aina's words made her Mood worse.

"Down" he said coldly.

"What?"

"I said get off ! are you deaf? get out of my car now."

"But... How did Aina get home?" Aina started to get scared.

"Think of it yourself."

Long Aina looked at Hariz in confusion, as well as making sure that the man did not drop her there. But the stubborn Hariz took Aina down regardless of how she got home.

And now... Aina just stared at Hariz's speeding car, leaving him on the side of the road alone.

"Dam. How am I going home? the home is still very far from here.

Uh.. you old bandot! have no heart. Just watch out for him, I will definitely repay him. Now I don't care who he is.

I'll really repay her for what she did." Aina curses and curses her annoyance along the way. There was no other choice for him than to walk. He didn't even have the money to pay for a taxi.

*****

Two months have passed. Eventually Syma was allowed by her husband to return to care for the orphanage as usual. But with the record Syma must often contact her husband, to inform her of her condition.

Syma is now enjoying the crowded atmosphere of the children who are there. Zea was also no less happy, because there were many friends there. His joy began to slowly return.

"Auntie's glad you're back, Syma."

"Ah, Aunt Deriya. I'm a lot happier, because I can see you here again. I miss all of you. Children and sholawat chants that sound so beautiful here." Syma smiled warmly.

"By the way. I just wanted to buy all the kitchen necessities, but Aina said it was unnecessary because the fridge was always full. Did a Donator come in here?"

"Yes. It's been a week more. She's a middle-aged woman. Every time he comes here, there's something he brings to make the kids happy. He's very nice." Deriya stopped her speech, when she saw the person she had just told suddenly coming.

"Well, that's the guy" Deriya pointed at the middle-aged woman.

The woman smiled gently, and immediately approached them.

"Syma, this is Ceyda. She's the woman I was referring to" said Deriya, introducing her.

"Mrs Ceyda, I'm Syma. I'm glad to know you. Thank you for being a donor at this place. May Allah repay you for all your kindness."

"Alright Syma Same, I'm actually very happy to see the children here. They are very cheerful and incredibly smart. My days feel more alive, when I see them."

"What about your womb? is everything all right?" ask Deriya.

Ceyda stared in amazement at Syma. "You pregnant, son?"

"yes Madam. And I thank God it's fine. Mas Ersad has always faithfully accompanied me to check on him."

"Ersad?" Ceyda was a little surprised, when she heard a name that was not foreign to her.

"Yes Madam. His name is Ersad Destara. Do you know him?"

*******

Whether there is any wind, after a long time suddenly Revan appeared again in the orphanage. And by chance he meets Zea and Syma. It was undeniable that the man missed both of them so much.

"How are you Syma?" revan's eyes were so sad.

"Good God." Syma felt a little uncomfortable, because there were only the two of them there.

"What about Mia? are there any signs?"

"I never intended to have a child with him" he said bitterly.

"Why?" clearly, Syma did not like his words.

But instead of answering, Revan asked him something else.

"Is there no more opportunity for us, Syma? can't you just give me one more time. I will fix everything" he said with a plea.

Syma could not believe what she had just heard.

"Don't you realize that this saying of yours has hurt other women. The opportunity will never come again, Revan. And if there is. I will never open that opportunity for you.

You still have a chance. But not with me, but Mia."

"I can't. It's very hard for me to be able to. That crazy woman won't even leave my house,"

"Then try to accept it. If you can't get away from it, try to accept it. With gratitude, life will be better. You won't be stuck in the past anymore. Open your heart to her, however she is your wife, and she deserves it.

Use this opportunity while there is. Don't let you regret the same mistake again.

And one more.

Between us we have distance. A boundary has been stretched between us. It would be nice if we keep each other's feelings for each other. Especially when we're away from them right now. You understand what I mean, don't you?" syma said before stepping out of there. Revan's voice stopped his steps.

"I understand Syma. I totally understand what you mean. And I might be able to do it, I can get away from you. I can't even call you anymore. But I can't be sure that I can stop loving you.

Sorry."

*******

As an escape from Revan who increasingly makes his head dizzy. Syma chose to meet her husband at the office.

This was the second time for her to set foot in her husband's office. But the atmosphere is a little different. Because when I went in there first, there was Kevin who helped him. There is no more that man. There is only a beautiful young receptionist. He stood up and realized his arrival there.

The woman in tight uniform looked at Syma with a probing look. From top to toe, his eyes did not miss judging the appearance of Syma who was dressed syar'i. 'A woman like this I'm used to seeing. Her clothes weren't wrong, closing like a sack. But his behavior is disgusting,'

"What do you need, madam?" the Receptionist said it was haughty.

"Em, I want to leave Ersad's room" Syma replied kindly. But the woman again nodded.

"You who? made an appointment?" questions with a hostile tone. Even Syma could already sense that this woman did not seem to like her.

"I'm His Wife. I don't think it's necessary to make an appointment for a wife who comes to meet her husband" Syma said, raising her chin. Show her courage to that woman.

Of course the woman laughed at hearing that.

HAHA......

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