
Ayana had just returned after a journey of approximately two days to a village. Upon arrival at the adoptive parents' house, he was surprised by the presence of the three occupants of the house.
Not only that he also caught two others behind them. A man sitting in a wheelchair pushed by his sister left him flabbergasted.
Ayana looked at them alternately, while curling the corners of her lips firmly.
"Assalamu'alaikum, I'm home" he said.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, darling. Welcome back home," the mother replied, Celia approached Ayana and held her hand warmly.
The painter witnessed Celia's sincerity and gentleness. He raised his head and saw four men smiling.
There is a feeling of relief at once must be mixed into one. His memory revolves around the events of a moment ago.
"You're really great Ayana" said the older sister representing the others.
"I did what I was supposed to do" Ayana replied later.
"Mbak is really great, I was moved to see the amazing Mbak action," Gibran continued to praise him.
Ayana's attention now turned to her sister-in-law, "thank you," she replied briefly.
Silence welcomed everyone staring in admiration at the figure of Ayana. In the midst of the increasingly lively novelty, the sound of a wheelchair diverts attention.
Ayana finds her husband approaching and soon turns in front of her in place of Celia.
Both hands were stretched out to warmly grasp Ayana's fingers. The owner gasped watching the warm eyes look at him closely.
"Do you want to stay with me again? I can't lose you again, Ayana," Zidan said seriously.
"I beg. I don't want to part with you, honey," the husband continued.
Ayana looked back at her parents and ended up with her sister. They compactly reviewed a gentle smile while nodding their heads.
"Why?" ask Ayana gamang.
"Because he's willing to lose his life to protect you, Ayana." Danieal gives confidence to his sister.
"He loves you, baby. Today Zidan asked Mamah and Papah to be back with you" Celia explained, revealing Zidan's whereabouts there.
"She saw his sincerity in you, son. If now your husband is really sincere, earlier .. he also asked for the blessing of Papah and Mamah," continued Adnan smiled warmly at the daughter.
Ayana was amazed, the people closest to her now actually gave her full support. Slowly the bright brown eyeball rolled back to the husband.
He did not expect that right now Zidan was really asking for it very well.
"Do you want to run the household again with me? We can still be together, Ay." Zidan is back.
"Dear?" ayana's mind hearing the call made her memory wither buana.
At the time he thought if Zidan really reciprocated his feelings Ay's call was always heard. Until they get married and when they are in contact, the name is buzzing.
He thought the word Ay which is said to contain meaning as a call dear. However, it is wrong for the husband to give the title only to give an impression to people if they love each other.
The reality is there were only lies and lies that danced at their marriage for six years. However, now? He doesn't know what to mean.
"Wanna?" Call Zidan to wake him from the daydream.
"Ah, sorry," she replied briefly.
"Do you want to stay"
"Fuckin!"
The call from behind made the owner of the name look over. There her two in-laws stood tall while staring expectantly.
"Dad? Mamma?" Call Gibran aware of his parents' whereabouts.
"What do you both want to do again? Do you and Madam want to corner me back?" tanya Ayana.
"No Ayana, not like that. We both came here to apologize. Ayana, please forgive Mamah who has believed in Bella's words. Mamah is also surprised when you admit a mistake that was never made at all," Lina said tearfully.
"Dad also apologized Ayana. All this time I thought you wanted to harm Zidan, but in reality it's not like that. We're really sorry" Arshan continued.
Ayana saw their sincerity and let go of a sincere smile. He looked at the two making them anxious.
"I've forgiven you, far .. before you apologize."
"Because it is better for me to be hated than to be flattered whose edges only give wounds" Ayana said.
Lina and Arshan looked at each other, then at once the mother-in-law lunged at him quickly. He hugged the slender body of his daughter-in-law warmly.
"Thank you, Ayana. Thank you ... for having sincerity and a very broad heart. Mamah hopes we can be a family again," she whispered softly.
"Thank you, Ayana. I expect the same, too" Arshan continued.
A second later Lina released a hug, now the gazes of everyone there returned completely to Ayana.
The painter looked at the seven men one by one. Hope is clearly reflected in the eyes.
Until, "alright, there's no harm in giving a second chance."
Those words made Zidan powerless to stem the tears. The man cried until his body trembled.
Whether consciously or not he got up from the wheelchair and lunged at the wife's body. Ayana was surprised, immediately embraced warm.
He was afraid that Zidan would fall because both of his legs were still not fully healed.
"Thank you, Ayana. Thank you, dear. I promise .. I will make you happy. I'm not going to waste this opportunity that you're giving me" Z said.
Ayana just nodded briefly and rubbed her back slowly.
However, even though the answer has been given Ayana did not immediately move back to Zidan's residence.
He was still in the mansion of the Arsyad family looking at the night sky on the balcony of the room. A breeze came crashing down on his white face.
In the midst of solitude he heard the sound of footsteps approaching. He knows who it is and he just lets it go.
"Mas definitely wants to ask me something," he said immediately when he felt the brother was right behind.
A sigh rang out, Danieal walked over to his side and stood there.
"You do know what Mas wants to say," he said to soften his sister's temple.
Ayana pretended to grimace until they both laughed together. He again squeezed the iron barrier while looking up to see the beauty of the night.
"Why did I give him a second chance? Because I realized one thing .. I can't waste someone's kindness," he continued.
"So you mean? You accepted Zidan's offer just to return the favor? There is no love?" ask Danieal streak.
Ayana snorted softly, turning her head briefly at him. "Love? Can I feel that again?"
Danieal was flabbergasted when he saw the void behind his eyes. It is not easy for someone to open their heart to the same person again. There is trauma still hanging inside him.
"Mas understands, but hopefully with this incident you can both fall in love again. Live happily, Ayana. So far you have suffered a lot, I pray for the best for you," said Danieal sincerely.
"Thank you, if it wasn't for Mas Danieal. I-"
"No Ayana, precisely thanks to strength and confidence .. you can survive this far."
Ayana nodded quickly, "Mas was right, and God gave her that power." Danieal agreed to his words while curling the perfect crescent moon.