My Neighbor My Honey
Be Happy With Him, I'm willing.#connect

In the morning as usual Aya will go to the hospital to wipe her husband's body.

He also carried Hanifa in his arms.

I hope my husband will soon be aware.

"I'll take you, '" said Rey.

"It's not necessary, Ak. I will be among the same drivers," Aya refused smooth.

"I also want to see my best friend. I haven't seen him in a long time" Rey said.

"All right." Aya sat in the back seat, as if Rey was the driver. But Aya didn't mean that, Memeng was so Aya's way. Although Rey has been considered his own brother, it is not denied if she is his ex-husband. Relationships have ever happened between them. The awkward feeling of just the two must still be felt.

Rey did not question Aya's attitude. He understood exactly what Aya was feeling.

For some reason, Rey still can't take away her love for Aya. A sense of regret still enveloped his heart.

"It seems, it will take me a lifetime to get rid of this love"

Rey was pensive in her daydreams.

The car is parked at the hospital. The hospital is full of drama for Aya and Rey. Aya asks permission to enter first, while Rey is still fixated on staring at her hospital building.

A shadow flashed through his mind. It's all still warm in the mind, Rey.

"When can time be turned?"

Rey put on her glasses and walked into the hospital. Some supervisors who understand Rey immediately greet him and escort him to the room of Vishnu.

Vishnu saw Aya who was gently wiping his best friend's body. Jealousy certainly exists. But Rey does not want to always dissolve in that prejudice.

Rey approaches Hanifa who looks thirsty as she keeps her mouth open. Rey initiative to make a dot.

Aya is still unaware if Rey has been holding her child and giving him milk, because she is still focused on looking at her husband who looks very handsome when asleep.

When it's done. Aya is very surprised to see Rey looks very flexible carrying while giving Hanifa milk.

Aya approaches.

"Hay, umi's son. Uuh, carried by Oom huh?"

"Is Hanifa fussy?"aya asked Rey who was still driving Hanifa.

Their position is very close. When Aya asked, she raised her eyes to look at Rey.

Rey was glued for a moment. Neutralize the raging feeling.

"Ah, not Aya. He just opened his mouth, I thought he was thirsty. So I made some milk" Rey replied.

"Emm, so."Aya nodded." Hmm, I don't know why asi I don't want to come out yes," he continued in a sad tone.

"No papa, Aya. Use formula milk can also be," replied Rey.

"Yes still. I feel less."

"Don't be discouraged Aya. Not giving breast milk does not mean that you are not a good mother. You are a very good mother. I'm sure your son and husband will be very proud of you" Rey said.

Aya just smiled at Rey's words. His words made his heart slightly less burden.

"Thank you Ak. Oya, won't I go to the office? Here, let Hanifa I carry."

"Ah, yes. It's.." Rey hands Hanifa over to Aya. Accidentally, a hand touched each other. Aya showed an ordinary expression. However, to Rey this was a boomerang in her heart.

Rey with a raging feeling immediately left just like that.

"Aahk !! Bugh.bugh.. " Rey hit the steering wheel in annoyance.

"What I think. Now I wish my best friend would be gone forever. Aahh, what happened to me!?" and Rey was upset.

4 months one roof with Aya without interference from Vishnu makes the taste grow again, even now more dense.

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Aya approached her husband while carrying her child. Aya put Hanifa to sleep near Abinya hoping Vishnu will be touched and aware.

"Hay Abi, grandfather gave me the name Hanifa. He also accused me. Abi, awake? Doesn't Abi want to carry me? Abi, wake. Umi said she had forgiven Abi. Hicks..hiks.." Aya could not bear to continue her words. What a feeling of regret now enveloped his heart.

Hanifa wriggled and accidentally her hand punched Vishnu lightly in the chest.

Aya who was shocked immediately took her child. Afraid of her husband why.

But the unexpected. Vishnu shows a life.

Aya who saw her husband would open her eyes very happy as well as moved. I pressed the button to get the doctor to come.

Because of the glare, Vishnu could not open his eyes.

Aya was still unable to say anything. He's really happy.

The doctor told Aya to cover the window.

He quickly closed it.

Vishnu still very difficult to open his eyes. The doctor tried to help Vishnu and directed him to go slowly.

Finally, an eye perfectly opened.

Vishnu looked around him. He thought he was dead. But, looking around, Vishnu felt very grateful.

"Yes ?" call Vishnu with a wirh.

"Is this our child?" ask Vishnu.

"Hiks.hiks..yeah Ak." replied Aya who still can not control herself.

Vishnu wanted to sit down and take his son. However, it was held back because its head still felt heavy.

"Let's!" pekik Vishnu's.

"Sir Vishnu. You are in recovery. So far everything is normal. But I hope you don't think too hard, "the doctor explained.

"Thank you very much, doc?" said Aya.

"Together, if so please excuse me first" said the doctor.

"Ak, does it still hurt?" ask Aya.

"How long have I been asleep?" ask Vishnu in a limp tone.

"4 months 7 days Ak. A'ak, I'm sorry, okay? Because of me, I'm not..?"

"Yes, I'm not papa. Thank you, thank you for forgiving me?"

"Hiks.hiks.." Unyielding, Aya could only directly hug her husband and put Hanifa in Vishnu's lap.

Haru's cry sounded very sad in the room.

Rey who heard the news that Vishnu had woken up immediately turned his car around and headed to the hospital again. Until he saw a very heart-wrenching scene.

Rey is still nailing at the door. Wait until the two people who are being hit long to let go of their longing.

The longer, the more Rey couldn't see it. He decided to leave and visit later.

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Prov Rey

Life won't be on your side if it's the ego we control. Life does not follow an inflated ego. But life follows a path that will just flow.

Now, I'll regret everything myself.

Still rest on the soil that smells wet

Although smooth taste but in fact the yarn makes me attached and bound

Still strong and wet in the memory of me and he will not forget

But I tried, I tried to give you some air

In my stuffy and thick heart

I tried to instill a form of trust

To him who has been trying to wipe my sweat all this time

To him who has been seizing some of my attention

On her

It's no longer a matter of time

But this time it was how I could say

Tell him

Honest from a hidden heart

That I, I will never again love her who has passed

That I, I will always go hand in hand with him without any shadow of the past

But I can't afford it yet

Maybe someday I can

Tell him

What I've been feeling all along

What I've been guarding all this time

What I've been holding all this time

Meetings

And blocked by destiny.

So far, I pray. May you be happy with him.

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SERIATE

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