
Anya's body gasped. Her chest rumbled violently. And his legs feel weak. Finally, after twenty-six years, his missing daughter is now found. The child she gave birth to from her own womb has already met.
"It turns out I was right, he was my Khanza. She's Khanza, my daughter who I gave birth to from my own womb," Anya was intrigued by mixed feelings. Her happy tears could not be covered, "Eventually my daughter was found. I can finally hold her. D-he's even grown up and married!," she rubbed the corner of his eye.
Danar himself froze, there was a feeling he could not describe. Everything he did to Salsa came back to pass. The rude speech he made to the woman, in fact he gave it to his own son, his biological son.
"Then, excuse me!."
"Thank you, doc!."
Anya went back to silence, she still felt everything was like a dream. His heart is happy. It cannot be described how he feels now.
"Let's go to Salsa's room. I want to hug her. I want to hug our daughter!," Anya said enthusiastically.
Danar looked at his wife, Anya so happy, she was happy. Only, there was the biggest regret that stuck in his heart. Will Salsa forgive herself and accept her as Father.
"Come Mas. Why are you quiet. I want to meet our daughter!."
Anya did not wait anymore, she hurriedly walked to the room where her daughter was being cared for. Danar also eventually followed his wife. But every step of the way, he was back in the throes of guilt. Not only did he hurt Salsa mentally but he also physically hurt Salsa, even because Danar was also her granddaughter until she died.
"Mas, why are you so long!," Anya turned and looked at her husband who was far behind.
"You, don't you want to see our son? Why did she stay there?," with annoyance Anya approached her husband. "Come!."
His wife's hand was unable to make Danar step. Anya looked at Danar who was also looking at her, "Mas?."
"I-I'm scared, Him. I'm afraid he won't accept me!," said Danar lirih.
Anya looked at the husband's netra, clearly a look of regret on her face. "You are guilty. But you are still his father. We won't know the outcome if we haven't tried. Even if it hasn't worked, we just have to put in more effort!."
Danar smiled bitterly, he was even sure it would not be easy to get an apology from his daughter let alone Azka. The man's oath was still ringing in his head.
"We tried, Mom. Have we not been looking for him for a long time? Now Khanza is in front of our eyes. I-I just want to hug her. Replacing the affection I haven't given you!."
Danar carries Anya in his arms, he still remembers how badly Anya fell for the loss of Khanza. And now that her daughter is back, her daughter has been found. It's time to replace the affection that twenty-six years have lost.
"Yes already. Let's go to Salsa's room. Whatever the outcome, we must not give up!" exclaimed Danar.
Anya nodded, "Let's go over there. I can't wait to hug her!."
The two middle-aged men walked hand in hand towards the room his daughter was being cared for. There was a nervous feeling when they arrived in front of Salsa's nursery. With full courage, Danar opened the door handle, his net looking to all corners.
"The room is empty, Mas. Is it possible that he was transferred?."
Danar immediately came out of the room, seeing the nurse passing by, the man immediately asked.
"Sus, is the patient in this room moved to another room?."
Sister smiled, "Miss Salsa yes. He came home a few hours ago!."
Deg
Both of them were silent, apparently Salsa had gone home. That means they have to go to Dirga's house if they want to meet his daughter.
"His daughter has come home."
Anya looked at her husband, "Yes Mas. That means we have to go to Gita's house!."
Danar nodded, he had made up his mind. She misses her daughter, she wants to hug her daughter, so whatever she has to take to meet Salsa will Danar do.
"We're going to Dirga's house now!."
"Nothing will happen. We'll have to go there if we want to meet Khanza!."
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The journey takes forty-five minutes. Danar's car has arrived in front of the gate of Dirga's house. The security guard opened the door. Danar drove his car back to the garage. After parking the car, they both got down and walked towards the main door.
Anya pressed the bell of Gita's house, not long after a maid opened the door.
"Oh, his parents went to Salwa. Looking for who?."
"Is Gita home?" asked Anya.
"Well, everybody go, Mom. No one's here!."
Anya again swallowed the disappointment, "They went where, if you may know?."
"Everyone went to his new house with Azka."
Danar and Anya looked at each other, "So, Azka moved house? With his wife?."
"Yes, Mom!."
"Em, does auntie know where Azka's new home address is?" asked Anya hesitantly
"Well, if that's what I don't know."
Again, Anya again swallowed disappointment. But he won't just give up. Decades he was looking for his daughter and now after being found, of course Anya will do various ways to meet, gather, hug and even spend time alone with Salsa.
"Would you like to come to my house?."
Dirga and Gita who had just returned from Azka's new home were immediately welcomed by the arrival of his former iron candidate.
"What are you doing here, huh. Want to do it again?" asked Dirga fiercely. If usually Gita will hold her husband to avoid emotions, this time the woman looks indifferent.
"Sir, our arrival here is to meet Salsa" Anya explained.
Gita's forehead wrinkled, "What are you looking for my daughter-in-law for? Wasn't your husband enough to make her lose her baby? Is it still lacking your husband's vengeance against Salsa that you must come here!."
Anya looked at her husband's ex-wife, this time Gita's attitude seemed cold. Usually, she is very friendly, "Sorry. We just want to apologize. We have no other purpose!."
"Are you sorry you guys can give us back our grandchildren?."
Anya shook her head slowly, "You should go home. Don't go near my daughter-in-law again. She was already quite devastated by the loss of her child. So I'm asking you, don't open your heart to see you!."
Anya's eyes glazed over, the desire to see even hugging her daughter, it seemed like Anya had to delay.
"Please Dir, we just want to apologize to Salsa. Or just give me the address of Azka's new home!," Danar said.
Dirga smiled cynically, "You think I'm a fool just giving Azka's home address to you? Go home, because we'll never tell you where they live" Dirga broke up. He invited his wife into the house without letting them in.
"Please, Dirga. I really need to see Salsa!."
Dirga turned around, he looked at his former rival with annoyance and annoyance. "You know human language, right? Listen to this carefully. Until then, I will not let you disturb the lives of my son and daughter-in-law. So please take your feet from my house!."
"Salsa is Khanza. Our missing son!."