
Because Nelly's request that forced Hariz to stay to visit Dhena who was still lying weak in the hospital room, Hariz finally very heavy hearted to let the woman tail behind him. While Hariz walked ahead by leading Fathan who was still carrying various snacks in a plastic bag in his right hand.
"Mrs ... I brought jajan. It was the same as Aunt Nelly. There is ice cream, there is chocolate, there are many points, you know, Mah," exclaimed Fathan as he began to enter the door of the room that was already wide open.
Dhena was stunned when she heard Nelly's name being called so clearly by her baby just now.
'What kind of game is this, Yes, Robb, ' Dhena whispered in her heart.
All the questions that were now raging in Dhena's heart were immediately answered when the tall woman figure of the all-time high poked out from behind the door and said a greeting while spreading a friendly smile to everyone inside chamber.
'Pantesan Mas Hariz felt at home for a long time ago out there, apparently met this creature. And now he invites and the woman comes in here .... ' Dhena was still busy with her heart's raging. There was a pain in the chest cavity of the woman who had just undergone a caesarean section. Creating wounds that have not been dry. The pain in his heart as if slashed sembilu defeated his pain when he bet his life in the operating room alone yesterday.
Nelly walked slowly to Dhena's bed.
"Assalamualaikum, Miss Dhena? Congratulations on the birth of his second son, yes," he said, standing right next to Dhena, who was sitting leaning on the edge of the bed with several pillows propped up.
"Vaalaikumsalam. Yes, thank you," replied Dhena staring nanar in the other direction so that his gaze did not meet with the look of the eyes of the woman who was now nearby.
While Hariz deliberately busied himself by playing with Fathan outdoors. The man did not want to see a moment that might have incised a wound back in Dhena's heart. Because of the selfishness of Nelly who deliberately dared to appear in front of Dhena.
Because the clock has run out Nelly was welcome to immediately leave the patient's room. Only the patient's family in charge of accompanying the patient is allowed to remain there.
Before leaving the hospital. Nelly had said to Hariz who was accompanying Fathan to play outside the room.
"Mas, I'll go home first, yes, I'll go home alone. You don't have to take it with you" he stood before Hariz
'Who will take you, Nelly, ' inner Hariz in heart. For some reason after finding out that Miss Mutia, Nelly's mother who was the mastermind behind Fathan's disappearance a few years ago made Hariz numb to the woman who is now in front of him.
Because the almost average male soul is always weak if it is faced with a very beautiful woman viewed with a plenary appearance like Nelly who is always paying attention to grooming and always looks energetic. Plus his approach to Hariz runs so perfectly because it is supported by the material that he has so that Hariz always feels indebted to Nelly who has helped him a lot when Hariz was in a state of sandwiched and indeed she needed help to cover the daily needs of her family.
"Mas, tomorrow if Mbak Dhena wants to go home. Mas can use my car just so as not to have to pay for the rental car of the hospital," said Nelly offered.
Hariz. Nor did he refuse it because he felt a dilemma. To pay all the costs that must be paid later before it can bring Dhena home, Hariz is still worried about not being able to pay it.
Hariz's heartbreak was all answered when Nelly reached into her branded bag which was wrapped in the upper arm and pulled out a brown envelope that looked so thick and was thrust directly into the front of Hariz who was still looking at Nelly. Hariz's gaze alternately glanced towards the envelope and the face of the woman who was reviewing the smile.
"Take it, Mas. It's my own personal money, really. You don't have to worry," Nelly said when she saw the look of doubt in Hariz's eyes when she was about to hand over the object containing a sheet of paper that is needed by Hariz at this time.
"Mas I am your wife who also has the right to be able to help her husband when you are in a state like now. So, please don't think badly of me."
"Although perhaps after you learned of the evil of your mother, who at that time had told people to take Fathan from Dhena's embrace until you suddenly changed your attitude towards me. But, one thing you should know, Mom. From the past until now in my mind never appeared such a small mind, Mas," continued Nelly at length hoping that the man was able to assess the sincerity that he had given so far.
"Ma'af has always been a hassle and a burden in your life" Hariz said as he received the thick envelope from Nelly's hand.
Nelly smiled sweetly looking at Hariz's eyes, saying, "Do not feel indebted every time you receive a gift from me, Mas, because I did all this just wanted to lighten the burden of the man who had been present in my heart and mind. That's you." Nelly tries to convince Hariz of what he feels and does.
"Tante, why is Aunt so good with me and Dad too?" The innocent question of the tiny mouth of the four-year-old boy surprised Nelly and Hariz who were still sitting face to face with each other.
Nelly turned to Fathan and crouched down in front of the boy. Align the body so that you can look at her clear eyeballs that look adorable.
"Tante is doing good to Fathan, and Dad is also to Mama Dhena because Auntie loves you all so much." Nelly tried to give an explanation to Fathan hoping that the little boy could understand and little by little could accept his presence when later Fathan could already understand the actual circumstances if the father had two families small at once.
While Dhena in the room was still struggling with pain in her chest when she realized that Nelly and her husband were so close that they even looked so intense to enter the room where she lay came threesome with Fathan. That inner wound can only be stored in the recesses of the heart that can somehow end.