
It did not take long, the number that Akram dialed back, answered by the voice of a woman who was very familiar to Akram.
"Hallo assalamualaikum, mas Akram," said Nastiti. His voice sounded restrained like there was a sense of tightness caused by a sense of longing for his brother.
"Malaysalam, Nastiti. It's you, right, Nas. I know very well this is Mas's sister, thank God, Nas. Finally you gave me the news, I'm really looking forward and I'm really worried about you, Nas."
Not only Akram who was happy, when Akram mentioned the name Nastiti, Sraya immediately rose from his sleeping position. She made it conditional on her husband to raise the volume of the call.
"How do you know this is Nastiti?" ask the woman across there.
"How could I forget your voice, Nas. From the number that goes to the mobile phone mas only, I already know that this is my sister, Nastiti Maheswari."
Sraya could hear their conversation. "Mas, forgive Nastiti who has a lot of trouble mas Akram. Sorry because Nas, did not tell directly to mas, mother, and father. Sorry because, Nas. Suddenly leave a baby to Akram-"
"I'm sorry, mas, who can take care of you Nas. As a brother, I think I failed. Sorry if you bear everything yourself, when you have promised to always accompany you. Sorry for the ignorance mas ...," said Akram.
Sraya hugged Akram's waist from behind to channel the power. As long as he knew Akram, Akram had never looked like this. She knew her husband was trying to hold back the tears, his voice was heavy, and Sraya could feel, Akram's chest was pounding faster, his shoulders were shaking as well.
"This is not all Akram's fault, sorry Nastiti who has been dishonest with you. Nas, just don't want to make mom, dad and mas Akram get wirang. There are still many of our people who consider rape victims a disgrace, Nas, gamau because of Nastiti, will have a bad impact on our families." There was a sobbing sound from Nastiti after saying it all.
"You shouldn't think about things that haven't happened yet, Nas. No matter how cruel the people judge you, we will all always be there and defend you, Nas. Moreover, it's not a mistake that you've made."
"I'm sorry, Nas. Mas, Nastiti at that time could not think long.how are the mother and father, mas?"
"Mother and father knew everything, Nas. Maafin mas who gabisa keep your secret. Mother and father were in shock, but now they can accept the facts. And Sagara-"
"Sagara .. my son" said Nastiti, sobbing.
"I-iya, mom. Nas, I'd love to see Sagara."
"Wait a minute, Nas. I'll make a video call." Akram immediately handed his phone to Sraya, because at this time Akram is only still wearing a anduk. Hurry him towards the closet and pick up the shirt with origin.
Sraya called Nastiti with a video call. When the call is connected. Both Nastiti and Sraya were silent for a few seconds, Nastiti's eyes were reddened by crying. "Nas .. It's me, Sraya," said Sraya.
"Mba Sraya, mba now with mas Akram?"
"Yes, Nas. After your departure that night from the hospital, I and Akram decided to get married to take care of Sagara." Sraya has no power to hold haru. It felt mixed, between sad, happy, and longing for Nastiti.
"Thank you very much, mba. I am really happy and grateful, mba, want to marry mas Sraya. And take care of Nastiti's son. To be honest, Nas thought highly of who took care of Sagara. And now I can breathe. Forgive Nastiti, mba. Which is always troublesome mba during Nastiti's pregnancy even to melt."
"No, Nas. It's not all your fault, it's our destiny, Nas. Thanks to you I can get a husband like Akram mas. And get a cute kid like Sagara. Even though our understanding was sudden, now between me and Akram, there has been love and affection. All the ads are good and bad, Nas. Don't blame yourself anymore."
Not long ago Akram joined Sraya. "You want to see Sagara, Nas. He's sleeping now" said Akram.
Nastiti of course did not refuse the offer from Akram, basically Nastiti was very longing and curious what her son looked like. Although Sagara is not a wanted child, but Nastiti has accepted it all and is at peace with herself. Except with Maxwell, there will never be a word of peace.
"By, Nas. See Sagara now, mas?"
Sraya with his sensitivity immediately brought Sagara from the baby box. He held Sagara carefully so that the baby did not wake up from his sleep. Akram immediately pointed his phone camera at Sagara.
Now Nastiti can see clearly the appearance of her son.
"Sagara .. My son, he looks a lot like-"