Pelita Hati Bunda
Is this Love?

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AUTHOR POV...

The night was so late but Devan had not fallen asleep because he had just finished all his work in the workspace in his home.

All the work that would normally be very quickly completed but tonight he was so long because in his mind it was not about the work but rather about Nayla as well Ara.

Devan himself did not understand what happened to him, but it is certain that he loved the little boy with the kriwil's hair. He is also very comfortable when with Nayla, spending time together and so happy to flirt even though Nayla herself continues to be indifferent to him.

Nayla's behavior that was so cold to him was no big deal to her, but she seemed challenged to melt Nayla's coldness. Whether it works or not but Devan feels never desperate to always try it.

Does Devan's heart begin to be filled with the widow bearing one child of course also with the child?

"Geez, I'm going crazy for a long time like this. What really happened to me, is this what is called love? But where is possible. So many perfect and better women are also single than Nayla, but why do I feel more comfortable with her."

"There's no way I'm in love with her, right?"

At every step Devan continued to mutter. Exploring what was in her heart about Nayla. Is it true that the feeling in his heart is love?

Devan briefly glanced at the room next to his own, which was where Nayla was with her son. Devan smiled, he was happy that he had managed to bring Nayla and her child into his house and live together even though they still had some distance.

If only the mahram distance had been lost between the two maybe happiness was even more felt by Devan. However, it will not be easy to remember Nayla who has not been willing to forgive him even though he continues to try to apologize.

Devan's hand touched the door handle and rushed to press and open it but just as the door was slightly opened he heard the screams from Ara and also Nayla from inside the room.

"Dad, let go... Mother!" the scream from Ara sounded so clear Devan heard of course Devan's eyes immediately looked back towards the room.

"Ara, Ara Honey!" followed by Nayla's voice that sounded so panicked.

Devan is increasingly worried about the state of Ara who continues to scream calling father and continues to ask to release his mother.

"There's no way Aditya's gonna sneak in, right?" and Devan's first thought was about Aditya.

Saying Aditya's name right now felt like it instantly instilled such great hatred in Devan's heart. He never thought that a friend who used to be very good to him would hurt and betray a woman just for the sake of wealth alone.

"Mom!" Devan immediately ran towards the room Nayla was in. He quickly opened the door and thankfully it was not locked.

"Nay, what happened to Ara!" Devan immediately ran and jumped up to the mattress and rushed to check on Ara's state who was still constantly fumbling.

But Nayla kept quiet and saw him who was so worried about his son's condition. Nayla also continued to see all the movements and also how her facial expression was now.

"We're taking her to the hospital" Devan said and and immediately lifted Ara's body.

After passing a little drama, they both actually took Ara to the hospital so that Ara immediately got treatment.

'Why was I so scared when this little boy was sick and helpless like this. Why I love him so much. What is the reason,' Inner Devan.

Devan also felt very sorry for Nayla as if she felt the worry that Nayla felt at this moment.

'Did I really fall in love with her?' devan's mind again.

Devan continues to want to be together and responsible to Nayla because of the mistakes she has made at that time and without being based on love. But now, she wants to be with Nayla and her son because her feelings are growing. Is it really love?

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While I kept running behind Mr. Devan and kept chasing him wherever Mr. Devan took Ara away.until finally, Mr. Devan stopped when there was a doctor and some sisters who came over.

One of the sisters pushes the brakar and runs behind the doctor and finally asks Mr. Devan to lower Ara there.

"Please my son, Doc. Take good care of him and do whatever is best for him. Whatever the cost I will pay the most important thing is that my child will recover soon. Please, Doc."

I just kept quiet. Hearing the words that came out of Mr. Devan's lips that said that Ara was his son.

The kid? even in public places Mr. Devan has admitted that Ara is his son. Even he said so confidently and there was no doubt at all, also saying quickly as if not thinking long. .

"Good, Sir. I will do my best for the father" replied the woman's doctor clearly.

The footsteps followed where the walking brangkar had been pushed by the sisters in haste. Not only me who kept running chasing but Mr. Devan was the same, he also followed where Ara was taken until we stopped at the ER door and were not allowed to come inside.

"Sorry Sir, Mom. Please wait here" said one of the sisters as both hands moved to pull the door and closed it quickly. I wanted to come in until I finally had to stop.

"You are patient and calm. Ara will definitely be fine," I immediately turned my head when suddenly Mr. Devan grabbed me with his face and eyes constantly looking at the door of the ER.

I saw his hands on both shoulders with a change, but I saw Mr. Devan's hands he was not aware of what I had done.

I was eager to get away from him but instead Mr. Devan led me and asked to sit on the waiting bench. Not only am I sitting, but Mr. Devan is also sitting next to me.

Mr. Devan did not think at all that what he had done made me keep glued still despite continued worry. Just this time I felt like I had strength and was not alone when Ara was sick.

Feeling that you have a friend who helps you to hold the burden and also fear because of Ara who is sick. Usually I was so fragile when I was in moments like this, but now the feeling is a little less with Mr. Devan accompanying me.

His words, his treatment as well as small concerns were able to make me feel calm and it was because of Mr. Devan.

Not only embracing it but Mr. Devan also embraces Nayla's head and drowns in his chest that field. Even without hesitation, Mr. Devan also continued to stroke my head and shoulders.

Why does it feel so comfortable?

I was eager to break away and also get away from him but why did my heart seem to refuse and tell me to let this position continue.

"Ara's gonna be okay, isn't she, sir?" suddenly my voice just came out as if there was no control. My heart is so sad every time I see Ara like this.

"Of course, Ara will be fine" he said.

Comfortable and comfortable, that's how I feel right now. Although in fear but not so great because there is a Mr. Devan with me.

Is he really an angel created for me and Ara?

But how is it that if he's an angel, he still has the dark side.

'O Allah, I ask for the best destiny for me and Ara. How destiny is You give, may it be the best, ' my inner self.

Seriate......

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