SHAHDU IN THE SENDU
Go home to Indonesia
...Part 11's...
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Today is the day Zain and Zareen return to Indonesia, after doctors stated that the state of Zareen has been possible to stop hospitalization, it means Zareen still has to be bound by outpatient.
“I'm very grateful Ell", said Zareen softly while hugging Ell.
"Thank you for taking care of me during here”. Zareen's voice sounded sad. Right, his tears are shed.
Ell rubbed Zareen's back in her arms “Sama-sama beuty see you healthy and back like before again is very enough for me”, yes Ell does not use the call of Madam anymore, yes Ell does not use the call of Madam anymore, from that day on, Zareen told her to stop calling her Madam, although she hesitated because Ell knew how the husband of the woman who now considered her best friend was.
Ell let go of Zareen's hug, “Have removed her tears, stop crying, one day if there is a time I will visit Indonesia, ok”.
Zareen nodded and smiled, “I look forward to that time”
“There it goes, mr. Zain doesn't seem to have the patience anymore to wait”. Ell glanced at Zain, did the man not understand how the women farewell, why upset like that.
“Thanks Ms. Ell”. Zain reached out his hand to greet Ell
“Sama-sama Sir, take care and save fly”.
Zain smiled in agreement, and their car left the hospital, which had been their neighborhood for almost two months.
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Soekarno Hatta Airport, Indonesia
Zareen just followed the big steps of the man in front of her, slowly trying to catch up with Zain to avoid falling behind. A body that was not yet too strong, he was still far behind Zain.
“Can you be faster?” Zain turned around and looked at Zareen
While the one being stared at just lowered his head and continued to swing his weak legs. She did not have the courage to look back at her husband.
“Truck!” zain Deng
After putting all Zareen's belongings he closed the car door so that it produced a slight bang. Then he turned around and sat in the steering chair.
After a while...
“Do you want me to leave here?”
“Hahh..” Zain was harshly wasting his breath
Glanced at a glance and Zareen still did not enter
“Oh Lord, come in stupid girl!. What are you waiting for, are you waiting for me who will open the door for you, ha?”.
“Sorry, but I don't know how to open the door”
Ilna did not dare to look at her interlocutor at this moment, it was really like she did not have the courage for it.
“Oh Lord,,,,” Zain closed both eyes, set the breath that had gone up and down from earlier, this time there was nothing else he said, Zain came down and walked towards Ilna.
Ilna raised her head slightly, and sure enough, she should not have looked at the man, the atmosphere that her husband was currently in was not good, either, Zareen restated his head until Zain arrived beside him and he retreated a few steps spontaneously.
Zain reached out and opened the car door, then he looked at Ilna , and Ilna who understood that gaze immediately stepped in and just sat down the door slammed back by Zain.
He is indeed a village person, but not because he is stupid, Zareen had several times to ride his friend's luxury car while working first, but this time, this time, Zareen, either because of the intimidating feeling he had felt since on the plane earlier, made him afraid for everything in front of Zain. Even to move one finger he was afraid of being wrong.
“Let me drive”. Finally Reza who first entered and sat behind raised his voice. Yes, before the take of Zain had contacted Reza, and asked Reza to pick him up to the airport.
“No need, you just sit sweetly in the back, when else do I pamper”
“Ya already, with pleasure, please drive well Mr. Zain Malik Fahad”. Reza chuckled and chose to close his eyes.
Zain immediately runs his car, very slowly, because he knows Ilna is still weak, and this situation really makes him accumulate patience, he said,
Slowly the car was running, not a word was spoken during the journey, only silence.
Ilna looked straight at him with fingers squeezing the tip of her khimar. He could not melt this cold to gripping atmosphere.
After a long journey, they finally arrived. Ilna stared at the tall building in front. The magnificent building that claws the sky high, Ilna knows that this place is a shelter for the elite above average.
Zain went down first and opened the door again for Ilna, she was silent, and after that Zain immediately walked ahead of Ilna after taking out the things he had stored in the trunk.
Ilna came back just following Zain from behind, without daring to ask. What should he ask?, if the man always threw his face away for a moment when their sight met. Was her fault until her husband was very reluctant to just smile kindly at her.
“This is my room, for a while you sleep here”
Zain placed Ilna's bag on top of her king size
Finally Zareen dared to open his voice
“No one can argue with me”. Zain stared intently at Zareen, then he passed leaving Zareen in confusion.
He knows enough about what is going on between them. Husband, the word that Ell once said that took care of him in a German hospital at that time. All she knew was that she was the wife of the man who had just stepped away with anger on her face, although he did not have the opportunity to ask about the truth of this marriage to a man whom he should respect as a husband.
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“Assalamualaikum Shop..”
“Waalaikumsalam darling.”.
Ibu Ningsih directly hugged the son just wayangnya, releasing all the longings that filled the chest niche after a few months did not meet.
“Sound mom?”
“Alhamdulillah Healthy mother” Ningsih rubbed the cheek of the son
“Zareen where nak?”
“Dia in apartment”
“Kok in the apartment, why not brought here”?
“Tomorrow Zain bring here bu”
“How come, you don't live here nak”
“Still not yet Zain decided ma'am, just for now let us there first ya ma'am. Udah ma'am, Zain wants to eat, Zain kangen once with Mother's cooking, I have to cook kan”?
“There, I cook a lot for you” Ningsih forced a smile, the smile looked bitter, he knew that in reality Zain still could not accept all this.
“Im sorry Zain bu”.
Zain grabbed onto the mother's shoulder, and walked towards the dining table.
“Assalamualaikum Wood.”.
“Waalaikumsalam wr...”
The handsome boy followed up to the dining table, then reached out and kissed Ningsih's hand. After that, his gaze turned to look at Zain who was dismissively ignoring the presence of Echoes.
“Gema, brother Zain nak”
Echoes smiled, then was about to cross Zain's hand
“My hand is holding a fork” He raised his right hand which is holding a fork with meat on the end.
Echoes backwards, just know with this attitude, a new known person who does not show a warm attitude. Forget it, the important thing now is brother Zareen, where's brother?”
“Bang, where's sister”?
“She is on break, in my apartment”
“Apartment”?. Ask Echid confused
Zain did not respond, he simply continued eating.
Ningsih rubbed Gema's head then replied and explained all the confusion of Echoes.
“Keep when is sister here Bu”?
“Later, if the condition of brother really recovered then brother came here. But if Gemanya wants to see brother now, we can go to visit brother”
“Bby Bu”?
“Iya can”
“Alhamdulillah,, Baik Bu, later we follow brother ya Bu”
“Iya, later we go to brother's place with brother Zain”
Echoes nodding understandingly, while Zain was wasting his breath, he never thought that in his life would be met with two strangers who changed the path of life that he had neatly arranged all this time.
TO BE CONTINUE
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