Teach Me (Naina)
Chapter 58

In the middle of the night, Alfin got up from his seat beside Naina's bed. The face of the girl looked peaceful. A few hours ago, Khadijah asked Asep and Sumiyati to come home, and they were both waiting for Naina.

"Sister, what do you think I should do now?" alfin asked without taking his eyes off the face of the girl he loved.

Khadijah sighed, lifting his gaze from the cellphone he was using to reply to her husband's message.

"Ask your heart, because the opinion of others will be useless if it goes against your heart. You need to calm down, Alfin. If you want to go to the mosque, go. There is Ustadz Hasan who will help you" said Khadijah how understanding his younger brother felt.

Alfin sighed, it felt reluctant to cut off the view from the face of the lover of the heart. With a heart that does not want to leave him. However, the advice from Khadijah has a point. It takes time to calm down.

"I want to go to the mosque first. If Naina wakes up later, say hello to her, sister." Alfin turned his head to look at the older brother.

Khadijah smiled, then gave a small nod to his sister's permission. Alfin rubbed Naina's head wrapped in a veil before leaving the girl in his room. He went to the mosque, his heart wanting to hear the advice of the gentle proverbs there.

Khadijah sighed, staring at the door leaf that had just swallowed the younger brother. Her gaze shifted on the sickly bed, where Naina lay weakly. Drowsiness began to come creaking through her eyelids.

He lay on the sofa, lucky husband and children understand the conditions that occur. Khadijah could not bear to see Naina's uncle and aunt who had been sleeping in the hospital. Especially when looking at the pale-white face of Sumiyati.

I hope everything is okay tomorrow. Aamiins.

Khadijah's heart murmured, hanging in despair at the peak of a lonely night.

****

In a mansion in the middle of the city, a middle-aged man of great stature, sat pensively staring at the dark sky after lowering his rain. The moon appeared timidly, then sank again by the passing black clouds.

"Who's the girl? Why does it feel foreign?" muttered the man while rubbing his face against the image of a girl who continues to haunt him.

"Do I have to find her? I want to make sure he's the one I've been looking for all this time?" He's monologuing, asking himself.

Dissolved in daydreams, making him unaware that there was someone standing not far from him. A woman whose age is not much different from that man.

"That? Why dream?" scold the woman as she walks over.

"Aah!" The man gasped, opening both of his hands that covered his face, "Well? Since when is it there? Here!" He patted the sofa beside him asking his wife to sit there.

The woman, according to her, sat side by side with her husband who looked tangled.

"Kok, Papah's face is very tangled. What was? Is something troubling Papah's mind?" asked the woman while rubbing her chest.

The man sighed, rubbing his wife's hair while landing a kiss on her temple.

"When I met a girl in the store. He was an employee there, but he stopped. Look Mamah" replied the man, taking out a photo from his wallet.

The woman accepted, staring fixedly at the picture of a smiling girl.

"Don't he look like Lita? Maybe he's the one we're looking for. You know, didn't Papah look for them for long" the man asked, glancing at his wife.

The woman lowered her shoulders, fear clearly emanating from her face which instantly turned sad.

"Keep that Papah has met them, will Papah invite them to stay here? How am I the same? Same with our marriage? Does Papah want to leave Mamah?" her fear vibrates.

She looked at her husband with her eyes glazed over. Hugged the woman and kissed her forehead.

"Hey!" The man cupped his wife's face, wiped the tears on his cheek. He looked at that sad face, smiling as he saw the fear on his face.

"Who wants to leave Mamah? Papah will not leave Mamah. Papah just want a mastiin, is that boy Papah's son? That's it," said the man reassured his wife.

"Keep if he's Papah's son, what do you want Papah?" ask her while she pleases.

"The father will only thank him, and may have to take responsibility for meeting all the needs of the child. You don't mind, do you?" said the man rubbed his wife's head.

The woman shook her head, looking at her husband's bead anxiously.

"Your mother doesn't mind at all. If he wants to stay here too, Mom is fine. Mamah was even happy because she finally felt she had a child," the woman replied after her sobs.

"Your sure?" Screaming in disbelief of the man.

He nodded with a smile, seeing that the husband pulled his body into the deck.

"Thank you, yes," he said overtime.

He nodded and asked, "When did you find that?"

The man sighed, recalling his arrival to the new store this afternoon to conduct an examination. As a chief director, he wanted to know the development of the new store.

Flashbacks.

The afternoon before the fateful night, the shop where Naina works, their boss arrives. All employees are kept busy to welcome him. He and his assistant did a sudden procedure.

The man checked every employee's data working in his new store.He flipped through the files one by one on the table, Until he finished he finally tidied back.

Accidentally one file fell and scattered on the floor, wrinkling the man's forehead when he saw the photo on the file. He picked it up, looking at it more clearly. Read the file carefully.

"Naaina? So, her name is Naina? Why does she look a little like Lita, huh?" He muttered to himself, continuing to read Naina's handwriting to the end.

"Maybe I should go to his house. Well, I'll be there."

****

"Well, it was the afternoon when I came to the store to see the development of the new store" the man replied after remembering when he found Naina.

"Mmm ... Is he still working there?" the wife continued asking.

"The employee said there, had stopped working a few days ago. Don't know what the reason is?" The man looked at his wife deeply.

There was a longing radiating on his face, a longing for the baby he put in Lita's womb.

"Do you know where the address is?" ask the wife.

"Well, Papah will try to get there. Later if possible, Papah will invite here to meet Mamah," said the man who successfully published a smile on his wife's lips.

"Thank you, Pah."