
Nastiti looked carefully at the baby boy on her screen. The baby was calm in his sleep, his body looks healthy and fat for a three-month-old baby. Sagara's cheeks are filled and reddish in harmony with the color of his lips. Her eyelashes are long and her nose is very sharp.
Nastiti wept even more because of the longing mixed with guilt. She could not carry out her duties as a mother as she should, she had never once given milk directly, bathed, carried, served, or put Sagara in her arms.
Sagara's face is similar to that of his biological father, Maxwell. Maybe only thirty percent of her facial features look like Nastiti's.
"Mba, promise to send me a photo of Sagara every day, and always tell me how Sagara is developing. Sorry I've been a hassle, mba Sraya. Only, mba. All I can trust to leave and take care of my son."
"If only I knew your number, without you even mintapun I will always tell Sagara development every day, Nas. Don't know what your plan is? But if you think that's best, then finish it, Nas. And for Sagara, you don't have to worry about it. Sagara I've considered like my own son, Nas."
After they are satisfied chatting and releasing longs through a video connection, Akram asked to speak with Nastiti. For this reason, he took his place on the balcony of the apartment. Akram made sure first, neither Sraya nor Amel could listen to what he was going to talk to his sister.
"Nas, how was your life in Brisbane? Is everything okay?" ask Akram attentively.
"Nastiti here is fine, ma'am. Nas, also has got a good job in this city, besides-" Nastiti paused his words, he hesitates to be honest if he currently lives alone with dr. Rei without any ties.
Nastiti doesn't want it until Akram thinks of her, without Nastiti knowing. Akram always receives reports about Nastiti every day. "Who are you living there with, Nas?"
Nastiti tries to stay calm to answer questions from Akram. After being silent for a long time without any answer, Nastiti finally dared to be honest.
"Nas here lives at home with dr. Rei, mas," said Nastiti with a voice that was shriveled.
"With dr. Rei?" asked Akram pretending not to know, in his heart, he felt relieved because Nastiti was willing to be honest.
"Sorry, Nas. Mas, but as long as Nas stayed with Rei's doctor, we both knew enough of the limits and never did anything, Rei's doctor always looked after Nastiti and protected Nastiti. Especially new Nas in this city," explained Nastiti.
"Mas grateful that there is someone who takes good care of you, Nas. Mas already know about doctor Rei from Sraya and also mbok Darmi. Take good care of yourself, Nas. And remember the posts that have been taught by father and mother, even though now you are in the country of people."
"Mother Emah and mbok Darmi are healthy, Nas."
"Send my regards to them, mas. Nastiti also has not congratulated the marriage of mas and mba Sraya. The choice of mas is very appropriate by making mba Sraya as a wife, mas."
"If there is no problem, you cannot marry Sraya, Nas. Everything has to be good and bad. I want to talk seriously, Nas. Please answer honestly, without anything you cover up again" said Akram.
Nastiti was a little agitated by the word Akram just now that looked serious. He held his chest and felt his heart beating a little. "Well, what's the matter, ma'am?"
"Maxwell, surely you know that guy, Nas?"
Nastiti's eyes are perfectly rounded, while Akram mentions the name of a badass man who has taken her chastity and ruined her life. How did her brother know?
After exhaling her slightly heavy breath, Nastiti spoke with her slightly quivering voice. "He's the one who's made Nas like this, mas."
Although Akram already knew everything, but heard directly from Nastiti's lips, his heart was like a pinch. Akram hardened his jaw until the sound of teeth grinding sounded. His eyes were red from anger, but Akram was able to regain control of his emotions. He did not want to make his sister increase the burden of his heart.
"Tell me, Nas. What's your plan?"
"Nastiti wants revenge, ma'am. Nastiti can't take the man Nas is convinced, his life is still going well to this day."
"You don't dirty your own hands, Nas. Let the mas do it all for you, the mas already know everything."
"Ta-know what, mas?" ask Nastiti curiously.