
Sania stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. The shadow of the incident in the wedding hall just now continued to flash through his mind, thus making his tears flow profusely over his face. Pain is painful when you know this truth. However, he had to accept it and try to keep looking strong.
Although he looks fine, but his feelings at this time are very broken. How not! the man who had been in puja, turned out to have had a son from another woman. Although he knew that it was not because of Bhishma's desire, but still his heart was deeply wounded.
"Already Sania! you must be strong. You have to accept your destiny with grace. You mustn't be a crybaby like this" said Sania speaking alone.
He tried to strengthen his heart, even though it felt very heavy. Even though he still tried to smile, but his tears continued to flow rapidly. Even her lips were shaking as she kept trying to hold back her cries.
Zhia who saw that could only fall silent while watching her nephew. As a fellow woman, she knew exactly what Sania was feeling right now. However the way to make himself look strong, still he would not be able to hide his sadness for too long.
Zhia chose to shut up and pay attention to Sania from the door. It was as if he was giving space to the woman himself, and calming his mind. Zhia was eager to hold her niece tightly, but she realized that all Sania needed right now was solitude.
After seeing Sania calm down a little, Zhia tried to step her foot. He walked up to the girl then stroked Sania's hair gently. Aware of the presence of the aunt, Sania immediately turned her body, so that now she and Zhia looked at each other.
She looked at the aunt with teary eyes, as a sign of how devastated her feelings were at this time. Her lips were tightly closed as if locked. Although the girl said nothing, Zhia knew how she was feeling right now.
"Cry, Honey! cry as much as you. Let go of all your grief, so you can come back strong and become Sania's aunt again. Remember, the road you face is long. Even you are now on the most difficult path. So don't stop or give up. Keep going, and pursue your love. Don't let the woman win in this game" Zhia wiped away Sania's tears and looked at her niece with sadness.
"As a parent, I want what's best for you. And that is bisma. He is a good man, even he loves you very much" Zhia said with confidence.
As a friend of Bhishma, of course Zhia knew clearly how the man was. He was a jerk once, but now he has changed. Even Zhia could see such great love emanating from the eyes of Bhishma for her niece.
"Sania knows, Bi! Sister Bisma is unlikely to do that so arbitrarily. Sania believes that the woman has bad intentions for our family. Sania will never let that woman win, Bi. Sania will continue to fight for our family. For the sake of Sister Bisma and also Rizki," said Sania with confidence.
After seeing how Mala treats Rizki, Sania becomes eager to snatch the child from the hands of the demon-hearted man. He was sure, if Mala only took advantage of the presence of the child, without the slightest intention to give her affection. He swore he would do anything to get Rizki's foster care.
"You are a noble hearted woman, my dear. Aunt is proud of you," said Zhia staring proudly at Sania's sincerity.
The girl did have a very broad heart. Even he could accept the presence of the child with a chested airy. There was not the slightest bit of hatred in her heart for Rizki, even though the child was born not from her womb.
"Isn't this all a teaching from aunt and mother? you taught me to grow up to be a strong woman. You also taught me to love, and to help my fellow men. You taught me to have a strong tolerance value" Sania smiled.
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In the corner of the building, Bisma looked pensive alone. His mind was so messed up, that it made him a little frustrated. His mind continued to be fixed on Sania's current state. He knew that even though he looked fine, but actually the girl's heart was very broken.
With anxiety approaching her, she is afraid that the girl cannot accept her past. She was afraid that the girl would choose to leave her. If that happened, he could not imagine what his life would be like.
"What are you doing?" gibran asked broke the man's daydream.
"You are," said Bisma, staring at Gibran's behavior, which had shocked her.
"Did you see Sania?"
"She's in the toilet with mom."
Hearing Sania being with Zhia, Bhishma immediately felt calm. At least the girl is not alone at the moment.
"Sister, there's no need to worry like that. I'm sure Sania will accept sister's past well. Did you forget that my sister had a very smart brain. He knows who is right and who is wrong. I believe in my brother anyway. So brother need not worry. I will help brother to solve this problem. But you have to promise first. Big brother will not hide the matter of big brother like this anymore. Did you forget that we are all brothers? so we have to support each other. Remember, Brother. My brother is not alone in this world. There are us who are always next to my brother" Gibran said with a smile.
"Thank you! you are Rayyan and Zhia's son. Brother is proud of you," said Bisma smiling.
"But it's not free!" gibran said chuckled small.
"What do I pay for it? did you forget that you were much richer than me" said Bisma annoyed.
"Who wants brother's treasure. I just want to play with my brother,"
The feeling of bisma became unpleasant. The young man beside her was indeed very good, but unfortunately he had a very high level of ignorance.
"Why did I suddenly feel bad?" murmured Bisma rubbed her rough neck.
"Here you go, let's hurry! do you want to marry my sister or not?" ask Gibaran while pulling out the hand of Bhishma.
"Where are you going?" tanya Aulia looked at Gibran and Bhishma who wanted to leave the building.
"No work for a while. If papa and mama are looking for brother, just say that brother has business with Sister Bhishma," said Gibran casually as he continued to move his legs.
"What job?"
"You don't have to interfere. It's an adult business, not a prank like you," Gibran said, chuckling as he ruffled his sister's hair.
"I'm not a leak," said Aulia did not accept.
"Whatever! but brother always thinks you're a prick. Little boy," said Gibran, smiling mockingly and stepping his feet away from his sister.
"Sister!" yelled Aulia annoyed.
"Yes God! help me, "inner Bhishma cannot imagine what will happen to him after this.
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