THE BEFORE WE DONE
About Ayla

Nanda wipes Disya's body, then replaces Disya's clothes with new ones.

"Mommy, Mommy's not coming home, is she?" Disya asked who had probably asked her dozens of times and made sure Nanda would not leave her.

"Yes, Mommy doesn't come home, Mommy here take care of Disya."

"Promise?" He gave his little finger to Nanda.

Nanda smiled and linked her little finger to Disya as well. "Promise." Answer Nanda.

Disya falls asleep after Nanda makes her promise, Nanda kisses Disya's head and rubs it. Then Nanda came down from Brankar Disya and sat down on the sofa with Pras.

"Sorry to trouble you." Pras Say.

Nanda just nodded, "It's okay, Mas."

Silent, moment.

"How are you, Nan?" Tanya Pras started the conversation.

"Good, Mas." Answer Nanda briefly.

Pras glanced at his wrist watch. His schedule for the practice of dipoli has arrived.

"I'll drop it off first, yeah. Two or three hours to go back."

"Yes, Mum." Answer Nanda.

Pras comes out of Disya's treatment room, and Nanda rests her back on the sofa.

"Still deg-deg and meet Mas Pras, hufftt." Nanda murmured while closing his eyes and then fell asleep.

***

Regan returned to the hospital in the afternoon, carrying a bag containing Nanda's equipment that had been prepared by Ayla.

Regan walks into Disya's treatment room, looking at Nanda who just came out of the bathroom.

"You really brought me a change of clothes, Re?" Nanda asked cynically, "You and Ayla are equally as fond as making me feel unaccountable." Nanda.

Regan laughed, "We want what's best for you Nan."

"Best what?" Tanya Nanda who is now sitting on the couch with Regan, while Disya is still asleep.

"When do you want to close your heart, Nan? You need a companion, try to open your heart." Regan gave Nanda some advice.

"I'm not ready, Re.. Mas Raja's affair hurt my heart too much, I was afraid to experience the same thing back. I'd better be like this."

"Not all men are like that, Nan."

"It would be like that if I couldn't give him offspring." Nanda sighed, "Three years I've been married to Mas Raja, there's no sign of me getting pregnant, Re. But you see for yourself right, Mas Raja is having an affair with his former lover and the woman can directly give Mas Raja offspring." Ogre Nanda.

"Lose your mind like that, Nan. Get rid of your fear."

Nanda smiled faintly, "You can talk like that because you're not in my shoes, Re."

"Sirland..."

"I just don't want to get hurt anymore, Re. I will limit anyone who is close to me. My life is for Papa and company."

"What about Disya? you love Disya, Nan. Don't you want to be a real Mommy for Disya?"

"I have always considered Disya My Son, over time, Disya must have understood."

"Doctor Pras put his heart on you, Nan."

Nanda breathed. "I'm not compatible with Mas Pras."

"What's the reason, Nan? Is it just because you sure you can't give him offspring? Is there not enough alone? Do you think marriage is just about children? You're wrong Nanda!!"

Nanda just silently listened to Regan's words sentence by sentence.

"Nanda, listen to me. For me and Ayla, getting married means making lifelong friends with a partner we choose, a lifelong partner, that child is just a bonus that God loves. And I don't think Dr. Pras would blame that. And you should know Nan, you can't sentence yourself to have no offspring, as long as you haven't checked the condition of your uterus, Dr. Pras is the same as me, he's Doctor Obgyn even more powerful than me, many couples who do pregnancy programs assisted by doctor Pras, I'm sure your problem will be resolved if you are with doctor Pras."

"Stop Re, that's your point of view, I'm not ready for a relationship yet, and I never want to think about it."

Regan sighed, "Hard-headed!!" Her lips.

"You better get out, Re. Don't you have a practice in poly?" Nanda.

"August, Nan?"

"Yes, you're here to bother Disya." Answer with the original tone.

Regan just smiled faintly, Slowly Nanda back to being herself, Regan is sure that in fact Nanda also likes Pras, only she still fortifies her heart because of the fear of getting hurt again.

Regan came out of Disya's treatment room to the police, actually still an hour away from her practice schedule, When the elevator opened, she passed Pras.

"Doctor Pras, want to go upstairs?" Ask Regan.

Pras had just finished his practice on the second floor, and was about to go up to the fourth floor to return to Disya's room.

"Yes doctor Regan, the doctor from the fourth floor?" Pras Reply.

"Yes, I just brought you Nanda's gear."

Pras nodded, "Looks like there's still time, can we have a chat first?" Take Pras.

"Byeah, I also seem to need coffee because I'm sleepy." Regan laughs.

They sat at a hospital cafeteria table.

"Better call Pras alone, it looks like in the future we will be more familiar."

Regan nodded, "Rubber as well, but since doctor Pras is older than me, I will call Mas."

"Not bad." Pras said while shivering his shoulders. "Our age is ten years different, maybe your age is the same as my sister's."

"Oh yeah? Your sister and my wife should be friends with Nanda when she's around."

"Unfortunately, my sister is not known to exist. She was kidnapped when she was a year old and there is no clarity."

Regan was surprised to hear it, "I'm sorry Mas."

"No problem, and how does the story go you're friends with Nanda and your wife?"

"We've been friends since Junior High. Ayla and Nanda have been best friends since childhood." Regan's Story.

"Criends? Isn't Ayla Nanda's sister?" Pras asked curiously. After all, he was interested in talking about Ayla.

"The foster sister exactly." Regan sipped her coffee for a moment then continued her story. "My wife, Ayla is an orphanage child, her father Nanda is a regular donor at the place where Ayla grew up, Papa Aryo became Ayla's foster parents and when Ayla was seventeen years old, Ayla comes out of the house and lives with Nanda as well as Papa Aryo.

"Did Ayla's biological parents previously die?" Pras asked deeply.

"It seems not because of it, the parlour said Ayla was found just in front of the door of the parlour, Ayla sitting in front of the door of the parlour while hugging a doll and lollipop, candy, Ayla was very small at the time and did not remember anything, even the parlour said, when found, Ayla could not speak." Regan explained.

Pras nodded, "Which orphanage would I know?"

"The morgue star orphanage, once a remote area, until there were donors who gave a plot of land near the city and Papa Aryo who built it."

Pras just nodded.

"May I be honest, Re?" Ask Pras.

"Please, Mas. What's up?"

"I'm actually curious about your wife, but you don't get me wrong." Pras emphasized those words so that Regan would not misunderstand.

"I mean by Re. Somehow there's some resemblance between your wife and my missing sister. For example, like they both have one dimple and that's left, and your wife's eyes are so similar to mine."

Regan nodded, "Many people have only one dimple and the same eye shape, Mas."

"There's one more sign, Re. Maybe you can help me see it." Pras said carefully.

Regan nengernyitkan his forehead.

"Look Re, the birth distance of my sister and I was quite far, we were ten years different, I remember clearly, on my sister's right thigh there was a stitch scar, at that time my sister and I were swimming, My sister's foot hit the ceramic shards right on her thigh, the scratches were deep enough to have to be sewn. Maybe over time the stitches fade, it's been over twenty-five years, but I'm sure there's still a trace."

Regan seemed to think, he had never seen the wound, because each of them was*slalu love in a dim light condition.

"Other traits?" Ask Regan next.

"Only that wound that I remember Re, the dimples on Ayla's cheeks and eyes are the only similarities to my Mama."

Regan and Pras Sama-saa fell silent.

"If that scar still exists, it's likely that Ayla is Hana, my twenty-five-year-old sister is missing."

"Do you want to test DNA?" Tawar Regan's.

"I think it should be like that, Re. But I'm afraid that if Ayla finds out and the results match, she thinks otherwise, for example she thinks she was dumped by her parents. Or if the result is no match, will make Ayla disappointed, where Ayla also hopes to meet her biological parents. I thought about this very carefully.

Regan was silent for a moment, before finally speaking back, "I'll take a sample of Ayla's hair, and I won't tell Ayla unless the results match." Regan said that made Pras feel relieved.

"Thank you, Re."

***

Three days passed, Disya's condition was getting better, even Disya had returned cheerful as before. He was allowed to go home by the doctor who treated him.

"She wants to go home to Mommy." Disya Say.

"Yes..." Call Pras.

"It's Mommy, Gapapa." Answer Nanda.

Nanda rubbed Disya's hair. "She can stay at Mommy's house because it's Saturday. But on Sunday, Mommy will take Disya home, okay?" Nanda offers Disya a deal.

Disya nodded. "Disya nginepnya twice Mom?" Disya asked while showing her two fingers.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer Nanda.

"It's okay, Daddy?" Ask Nanda to Pras.

Pras approached Nanda and Disya. "Of course it's okay, Mom." Pras approached Nanda and Disya who were sitting in a safe, then his hands were coiled around Nanda's waist, making Nanda gasp. "Later if Disya has been staying at Mommy's house, replace Mommy who stays at Disya's house." Pras said casually which made Nanda round her eyes.

"Holeee, Mommy lives transparent with Disya." Disya Saying Cheerfully.

Nanda wanted to avoid, but it did not feel the heart if you had to disappoint Disya.

"You, Mas!!" Whisper Nanda on Pras.

Pras just smiled without sin.

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