The Delayed Soul
Chapter 65

Varel didn't go straight to the hospital. Now he sits in his car. He felt his soul now empty as if lifeless. How not, the woman he loved left him.

Varel and Adel are both wounded, both trying to let each other out in order to strengthen their hearts.

Although heavy, in the end Varel returned his car to the hospital. It's time he went on and maximized his sacrifice all along. He had driven slowly, but in the end he still got to the point where he could no longer avoid.

Varel got out of his car after parking him in a hospital parking lot. With uninspired steps he headed to the room where everyone was waiting for him, including the ruler who would marry him to Andini.

And now he arrived also in front of the Andini nursery. Varel stopped right in front of the closed door. He took a long breath. He did so several times before his hand slowly moved to open the door.

Everyone, including Bara and om John who had been there for a while, focused their gaze on Varel who stepped into the room with a smile. Which of course some of them knew if it was just a camouflage smile to hide his already shapeless heart.

"Mas, are you coming?" andini. He smiled at Varel's arrival. The woman is now wearing a dress designed by Adelia. Very nice and beautiful in her body. Thin makeup is unable to cover her pale face.

Varel approached, "I'm sorry, I can only give a marriage that is far from what you deserve, later if you are healthy, we can have a party like your dream," he said, he felt guilty because they would marry in a very simple way, no guarantee as planned because of the limitations of the current state of Andini.

Andini smiled, "it's okay, ma'am. It's been more than I expected" he said. In her heart she felt guilty for the man.

"I'm sorry, ma'am," that's all you can say as regret.

Varel nodded, he knew what the woman meant, "We're married now, huh? Sir, we're ready!" said Varel, his view turned to pak penghulu.

And now Varel and Andini are in front of the penghulu with a rectangular table border in the hospital VVIP room. Varel again sighed a few times to strengthen his heart before his hand shook the hand of the pak pengulu in front of him.

Elsewhere, precisely still at the airport, apparently Adel has not left. He had only reasoned to Varel that the plane he was about to board was ready to leave, but that it was another destination, not the destination.

Currently he was staring at the screen of his cellphone connected to Syafira's phone with occasional wiping his tears.

Although it feels like it will be amazingly sick, Adel is eager to join in watching the man he loves get married. He wants to pray for them. Seeing the man say a headscarf to another woman, will make him really aware if it is not a mere dream. Realize that Varel is not his destiny.

"If you're not strong, don't go deck. Brother just end the VC, okay?" syafira lirih. I don't know what her sister wants, how strong her heart is? Until like this. He who did not experience it himself felt devastated, especially Adel. I don't know what the brother's heart is made of, Syafira is inexhaustible.

"Don't brother, I'm fine, I've let go" Adel smiled in his wound.

"Dad!" it was precisely as if Syafira who wanted to cry roared right now. Perhaps this is the definition of truly sincere love, which can be letting go and mengikhlaskan even though the heart is hurt.

Adel shook his head, he smiled, "I'm fine" he said.

However, Adel did not deny that his heart was sliced when Varel began to say the ijab. His eyes were closed, in his heart he prayed for the best for Varel and asked for chest spaciousness for himself. The man is now legally the husband of another woman.

"Sir, are you okay? Wait for brother yes, brother will be there, brother can not take you away!" syafira.

Adel shook his head, "No need, brother. I'm time to go, take good care of yourself, yeah. I'll call my sister often. Sorry, Adel always worries you. Assalamualaikum,"

Syafira's cries broke as Adel disconnected his video call. He immediately walked out of the room because he did not want to make a scene inside because of his crying.

Bara immediately followed the wife. He immediately pulled Syafira into his arms, letting the woman who had given birth to his two children cry in his arms.

"The boy was so stubborn, my mom. He didn't even let me take him to the airport. I know that because Adel can't see that I'm sad. He chose to leave me again, he chose to heal his own wounds" Syafira said between tears.

While inside the room, I don't know what Varel is currently feeling after the word Sah is heard filling the room. Clearly, he felt that by then his world was truly over. He only follows the instructions given by the ruler with a blank mind. Even as Andini shone her hands and kissed her, Varel thought it was Adelia. He admitted it was wrong, but at least it was a bit of a cure for his pain.

After all the business is done, penghulu pamphit because there are still other couples waiting to be memorized.

Bu Lidya immediately hugged Varel and gave his best wishes and prayers for the son. He also embraced Andini, and also prayed for her kindness.

"I'm sorry Andini, ma. Sorry!" that is all you can say when the woman who is now her father-in-law embraced and prayed for her sincerely.

The entire family who attended took turns congratulating and praying for their wedding before parting, leaving the pair of newlyweds. Because there is no way they continue to be there and disturb the comfort of the hospital, especially Andini who is indeed a patient there who needs peace.

Because Andini's condition is still weak, Varel cradled his body to lie back on the bed. He sat beside Andini's bed. His face was flat, occasionally he smiled at the woman who was now his legal wife who continued to look at him closely.

"Mas, thank you for granting my request. Sorry for everything" Andini, who had never cried in front of Varel, who always looked fine, now cried.

"I'm sorry" Andini said again. It's not like he's heartless, not that he doesn't know and doesn't think about how Varel and Adel feel. If people could see how he was in his heart, they would know how he had been holding guilt for the two people who loved each other.

"Sst, don't think about anything. Now that I'm your husband, there's nothing to forgive. Don't think of anything. To be healthy quickly, we will soon be going to Singapore for treatment there," Varel rubbed Andini's face wet with tears.

Andini nodded weakly. He moved his hand, wanting to grab Varel's hand. The man gave his hand.

Andini smiled," Mas handsome wearing the bridal suit," he said.

Varel smiled faintly, "You're also beautiful in that dress," he praised back.

"I know, Adel made the best dress for me. Say sorry and thank you to him, okay?"

"Later if you're healed and he comes back, you can say it directly to the person,"

"Just the one who was sampein. My deputy, my husband, I will never see him again,"

Varell exclaimed, "Alright," he said. He doesn't even know if he'll ever see Adel again.

"thank you. I'm so tired, mama. I'm gonna take a break,"

Varel nodded, knowing that Andini had been enduring her pain, "Sleep!" said it.

"May I sleep in my arms?"

Varel did not answer, but he immediately got up from his seat and changed his position to sit on the bed. He helped position Andini's head to lean against his chest, "Woven?" he asked, his hands hugging the body of the wife.

Andini nodded, "Comfortable. I'm sleeping, right?" said weak.

Varel nodded. With a quivering tone, Varel said softly, "Sleep, honey,"

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