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Sam looked at Tisha with a surprised look, he also saw Rasya who was with him. He wondered who was the child next to him?
"Latisha? Ray's ex-wife?" sam asks Tisha, she is surprised to see Tisha alive.
Sam explains what happened before the misunderstanding widened. That the doctor misunderstood her who was Fayra's husband. To divert the conversation, Sam asks about Tisha's news and who is the little boy next to her.
"I thought you were gone, you were buried. I also attended your funeral at the time" Sam was astonished
"Actually I didn't die, I went abroad with my son" Tisha looked puzzled as to how to explain the situation, she looked towards Rasya who was waiting for Fayra Siuman.
"That's it, the important thing is that you're still alive. Then the boy.. Is that kid Ray's leak?" sam asked with a slight smile on his lips, he looked towards Rasya who was apparently very similar to Ray.
"Yes, he's my son and Ray's brother" replied Tisha
"So you were pregnant then? I'm glad you're okay and the kid is too" Sam smiled sincerely, he's happy that Ray can get back to meeting the child and the woman he loves. So Ray's chance to be with Tisha and Rasya is wide open, unlike her who can't be with the woman she loves.
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Moments later, Fayra began to open her eyes slowly. He saw Rasya and Tisha beside him.
"Tante Fayra is awake?" tanya Rasya welcomes Fayra who just woke up
"Eh? Dear rasya? Why are you here?" asked Fayra astonished to see Rasya in front of her.
"Sir Fayra is awake, Alhamdulillah." said Tisha by seeing the girl was already awake
Fayra fell silent, she recalled what happened before. The last time she saw Sam, considering that the man was Fayra's face flushed red with anger.
I'm pretty sure if I see Sam, is that just my illusion? Just thinking about it pisses me off!
"Ma, the rich Aunt Fayra has a fever. His face was red" Rasya said anxiously looking at Fayra's flushed face, especially the cheeks.
"Sister Fayra, I'll call the doctor!" Tisha moved from her seat, and Fayra held Tisha's hand.
Fayra asks Tisha and Rasya to take her home because she is fine. While walking out of the hospital, Sam chases Fayra from the car park at the hospital.
"Wait on! Ma'am Fa-Fayra!" exclaiming Sam shouted to call Fayra, actually he was reluctant to call the girl with the name mbak.
Fayra Ma'am? Very good Sam, so you don't want to know me again? . Fayra glanced at Sam, staring at the man as if he was a stranger.
"Sir Sam? Didn't he go home?" muttered Tisha slowly. Though before he was sure to see Sam was gone, it turns out he was still in front of the hospital.
"What's up, sir?" asked Fayra with a faint smile
"I-this is your bag left behind" Sam replied in a nervous voice as he returned Fayra's sling bag left in his car.
"Oh, thank you" Fayra replied briefly and coldly
Tisha noticed that there was a strange thing about Fayra and Sam, and she decided to talk and introduce them"Oh yes, brother Fayra, introduce this Mr. Samuel"
"Tisha, do you know this guy?" asked Fayra while looking at Tisha sharply
"Yes, Mr. Sam is Ray's best friend. I've known him for a long time. Ah yes, Mr. Sam. introduce this brother Fayra, the brother who always takes care of me and Rasya while abroad" Tisha smiled and introduced the two people.
"Know, my name is..." Sam prepared to extend his hand to shake hands with Fayra.
"Tisha, I'm dizzy. I go first yes" Fayra held her head, without looking at Sam who had reached out to her.
Acquainted with him? Huh! I don't want to know him anymore. Fayra's inner self is full of anger
Fayra purposefully ignores Sam, walking ahead of Tisha, Rasya and Sam. Sam's heart was sad to see Fayra's attitude to him, he folded back his outstretched hand with a disappointed face.
Sam, you deserve to be ignored like this.
Tisha and Rasya were astonished by the attitude of the two people. They felt that Fayra and Sam looked like they were fighting. Sam tells Tisha that after being ignored by Fayra, she gets into her car in a fit of annoyance.
"Ma, Aunt Fayra is the same why?" rasha asked confusedly, "They are rich again enemies, yes ma"
"Why does my mom feel the same way? Though they do not know each other well" Tisha also looks confused by Dan and Fayra's attitude, like there is something between them.
That day Tisha, Rasya and Fayra returned to the house that Tisha and Rasya occupied. Fayra was amazed by the simple old house. The scenery around him looks still beautiful, suitable to calm the mind.
"Tante, Auntie wait here.. Rasya wants to let Auntie's favorite coffee"
"Can you make coffee?" fayra asked as she gently held onto Rasya's hair.
"I can, wait aunty" answered Rasya excitedly and confidently, he smiled brightly as usual.
"Okay, make it warm yeah" Fayra said to the boy.
"Let your mom make her coffee, you just sit down with Aunt Fayra here" said Tisha, who was worried that Rasya was making coffee
"Well, here's Aunt Fayra, I'm going to the kitchen to make a coffee aunt! I can do ma!" Rasya asks his mother to let him make coffee
"Alright, the hot water is in the dispenser yes do not take hot water from the thermos, you can not lift it" Tisha said to her son who will make coffee
"Oh yeah, what do you want your mama to make?" rasha asked her mom
"No need to love" replied Tisha with a warm smile on her baby.
Rasya nodded, then he walked towards the kitchen and he happily made coffee for Fayra. While Tisha and Fayra were sitting on the sofa, they chatted about Fayra's arrival to Indonesia.
Fayra was transferred to Jakarta by her boss, she will work at a food company in the city. So he will stay in Jakarta for the next. Knowing that, of course Tisha was very happy because she was not alone in the house.
Then the topic of conversation turned to Zayn. The figure of the man who has done a lot for Tisha and her son. "Tisha, are you really not feeling anything like Zayn?"
"Sister, why did you ask me that again?" tisha asked confusedly every Fayra asked how she felt about Zayn
"Tisha.I only speak realistically and logically. Do you want to go back with Rasya's father? The man who cheated on you and hurt you in the past?"
"For that, I still haven't decided, but I'm giving it a chance. After all, Ray's brother is Rasya's father"
"What I'm talking about isn't that Tisha. The fact about Raymond being Rasya's father remains unchanged, but what I'm asking you is how you feel about him and what Zayn is like" obviously Fayra wants to know how Tisha and Ray feel about Zayn
Tisha gulped, her face confused when asked about Zayn. When it comes to Ray, he's sure that there's still love in his heart for the father of his son. Although Ray has hurt her repeatedly, but Tisha still loves her.
Then about Zayn? Hows it?
"Tisha, why are you quiet?" fayra asked while looking at Tisha
All your struggles would have been for naught Zayn, if Tisha didn't have a bit of your same feelings. Then how am I gonna help you?. Fayra's inner self is confused as to how to help Zayn, as Tisha seems to have no more feelings for her cousin.
Tap, Tap, Tap
Rasya came to them while carrying a tray containing two cups of coffee. The tray looks messy due to the wetness and spilling of coffee.
"The coffee came" said Rasya, putting the two glasses on the table.
"Thank you dear" Tisha greeted her son with a smile.
"Thank you so much Auntie, you're so smart! Gemesin if it's cute rich gini again" Fayra smiled at the boy, he pinched Rasya's chubby cheeks. That cheek he hadn't pinched in a long time.
"Adudamudu.. aunty pain" rasya groaned with her pursed lips.
"Gemoy is Aunt.gemoy!!" Fayra enjoyed pinching Rasya's cheeks in a fit of anxiety.
Tisha felt grateful that with Rasya, she did not need to answer Fayra's question. In fact, her heart was also confused towards her feelings for Zayn. Zayn has helped her a lot, he also says love to Tisha. She has already rejected the man, but Zayn has let go of his dream for Tisha and made himself feel guilty.
Then how should Tisha be?
Dreet...
Dreet..
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Tisha's phone rang, she noticed a message coming into her phone. It comes from Zayn and Ray.
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