Not Just Love
Chapter 22. Misunderstand

"Explain to Papa, Ansel. Who's the girl? Why hide it in the apartment? Why not marry her?" The question was thrown, with a tinge of disappointment from the lips of the father.

This afternoon, Raksa was suddenly confused by the news of his wife.

"Father, our grandson is born! Come here!"

"Grandchild, what?"

"Ansel, Pa. Ansel hides his girlfriend in the apartment. Now, hurry to the hospital!"

When he arrived, he found the wife was holding a baby, while inviting him to chat. The other woman, who was the wife's assistant, was holding another baby.

On the bed, the young girl lay weakly, with an infusion needle stuck in her palm. The son, sitting on the side of the bed, clasped the girl's hand.

"He's Maya, Pa." Ansel took a vigilant position. Next sentence, maybe the father will hit him. "He's Zamar Abidsatya's ex-fiancee."

"WHAT?" The mercury had risen, with glaring eyes. Ansel's guess was right, the father pointed with emotion. "You crazy? Huh! So, you're the one who caused them to fail to get married? Is there no other woman?"

"Papa, listen up!" Ansel retreated, taking a safe position.

Begin, Ansel tells of his meeting with Maya for the first time. His conscience was moved to help him. Maya who until now, has not told her love story, which ran aground. Ansel said he would wait until the girl was ready. And to this day, he will continue to be by his side.

"Ansel, you know, what are the consequences? Although, they're done. But, that boy is Zamar's flesh blood."

"He didn't admit it, Pa."

"You sure?"

"Papa, why did Maya go to kill herself? If Zamar will accept them."

"OKAY. Papa understands. But, what are you going to do now? Your mother misunderstood and assumed they were her grandchildren. Two babies at once, Papa can't bear to tell your mother."

"I knew. But, I have to keep knowing the truth."

Ansel and his father entered the treatment room. Look Resti, still loyal in front of the baby box. He talked, as if they understood.

"Papa, here. Look at 'em! Oh, my beautiful and handsome grandson. Hello, khaira, khaysan. It's Oma, call Oma."

"Khaira, Khaysan?" Announce Ansel and his father.

"really. Mom gave them names. Nice, right?"

Ansel and the father stared at each other, communicating through the eyes. How should they say it? A happy woman, with the presence of two baby figures that she now considers grandchildren. Their thoughts were the same, "no heart and he must be disappointed"

"Ma," call Raksa gently. "Papa wants to talk for a minute."

"At home, Pa. My mom is busy." Resti did not even look over, as he replied. "Ansel, check on your wife! Mama's been asking Vidia to come home, to get the room ready."

'The one-word 'Wife', which again made the father and son, stare at each other.

"Oh yes. Fira's coming here. He said, want to see his cute nephew," continued Resti who had not also turned his head.

Without warning, Ansel opened the door. In front of him, the younger brother came with a fruit basket and a plastic bag, which I don't know what it contained. Ansel pulled her away from the door.

"What the hell, Brother? I want to see, my children."

"Listen, Fir. Don't say anything inside. My dad and I agreed, we'll talk about this at home."

"What talk?"

"The woman who gave birth inside is not my boyfriend. She's Maya."

"Oh, Maya." Fira nodded, then regained consciousness the next second. "May?" Fira squealing.

"really. She's Maya, your college friend and your room."

"Why can?"

"So I'll explain later. Pretend you don't know him. If you want to say hello, you whisper to her."

"But, Brother. I_"

"Nothing, but-but. Now, we go inside."

Saphira took a deep breath, before entering the room with her sister. He also deg-degan, considering his relationship with Maya. All this time, he bullied and insulted the girl.

"You've come, baby. Look at your niece, your beauty!"

Saphira handed the fruit basket and plastic bag to her sister. He joined the mother.

"Yes, honey. Funny, right! This is Khaira and this is Khaysan." Resti re-introduced his two grandchildren.

"El," Hoarse voice, from the top of the bed. Saphira froze and did not dare to look. He pretended to be busy, with two babies actually sleeping.

"You awake?" Resti and Ansel, step together. Ansel snatched a glass of water.

"Drink."

"My boy?" asked Maya, with a still weak tone.

"They're sleeping. You eat first and take your medicine."

Ansel arranged Maya's sitting position, while the mother, was busy preparing food.

"Thank you, Auntie."

"Call Mama, dong, baby!"

Maya looks at Ansel, either asking for approval or asking through the look in her eyes. And Ansel just nodded his head, in response.

"Well, Ma," Maya said, although still hesitant.

And the girl, receiving a plate of food with a look watching the foreign man who was sitting looking at her. Stranger girl, long brunettes, in front of a baby box with a back position.

"Oh, baby. I forgot to introduce them. He's Ansel's father and that's his sister."

"Sorry, Om." Maya lowered her head.

"It's okay. You eat and rest. Don't hesitate!"

How could Maya, not feel shy. Ansel's family took care of him and treated him, like a child. He felt, the debt budinya more and more and confused to repay how.

Maya could only afford to eat half her plate. He immediately took the medicine given by Ansel.

The young girl, with her head lowered, walked up to him. His face was not clearly visible, because it was blocked by long hair that was broken.

"Hi, May," she whispered.

Maya spontaneously glares, wants to make a sound. But restrained, with the hand of Saphira and the arm of her head, as a gesture.

"Sorry," said Fira. "I'm sorry, for everything. My mom doesn't know yet, about you and my brother asking me, to shut up, for a while."

"Many things surprised me, including Sandra and Zamar's wedding. You're the one who disappeared and you're suddenly here" continued Fira, who was still whispering. "I accept you, as my brother-in-law."

"Huh? Meanin?"

"Later, May. Quickly recover. My niece is very beautiful and handsome. I want to play with them."

Maya has not answered anything, but Saphira has turned her body, towards the baby box. It looks like Ansel's mother and father, circling the baby box. They talk, then laugh.

"sorry. You must be confused, by this."

Maya looks. Ansel was sitting on the side of the bed.

"It's okay. I should be the one apologizing, because it's been a lot of trouble for you and your family. I don't know how to return the favor, El."

"May, I just want you to heal and nurture them. And-" Ansel hung up his sentence.

"And, what?"

"My mom gave them a name. Khaira and Khaysan. But, you can change it. They are your right."

"I like that name, El. Aira and Khay, I can call them, like that."

"Thank you, May."

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In a different place, Zamar felt strange about her feelings. His heart was beating irregularly, as if there were feelings of worry and anxiety, something would happen. However, he does not know what. Throughout the day, he had no appetite, he was unfocused and his mind felt something odd, no matter what.

He called a private doctor to check on his health. However, he did not have any symptoms of the disease. But, his heart, was still not calm.

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