The Exchanged Bride
Special Episode - A long journey

Today also arrived. Haira and Aiden go to the place where Haira's twin brothers are. They were in a village that was none other than the village where they were born. As Aiden said before leaving earlier, that Kania asked to be treated in the village where his parents were so that later if he died, his tomb would be close to the tomb of his parents.

The twins William and Harry did not attend because they had to go to school. And they were taken care of by Resya and Dean during their time away.

Along the way, Haira was quiet. He kept looking out the window. His mind continues to be overshadowed by the figure he will meet later. From the photo alone, he could see how apprehensive his state of Kania was very thin due to his illness.

"Haira, are you okay?" Aiden rubbed the back of Haira's hand.

Haira looked towards him. He made a little smile. His face no longer showed the usual look. What now adorned his face was only a dim and sad facial expression.

"I'm fine" said Haira who then followed the tears that fell.

Aiden grabbed Haira into his arms. He let Haira cry out of her sadness.

'This is what I was afraid of when you found out all this. I lost my cheerful and happy Haira figure, Aiden's inner self.

"It was too painful for me to say that I was okay. I'm not doing well. I'm sad, I'm hurt!" Haira smacked Aiden's chest softly as she continued to cry. It feels like it's chest tight.

"Haira, do you know anything that would make Kania happy?"

"What?"

"People who are sick do not like to see others cry to see it. He would definitely think that he had made others sad. And it's not good for his mentality."

Haira let go of her embrace, then looked at Aiden seriously. "really? Then what should I do?"

"You said as if he was going to be gone forever." Haira looked down sad.

"He needs only love, not sadness. We cannot predict someone's life. But at least we can make him happy even if it's his last moments."

Haira raised her face again. He wiped away the tears and snot that had filled his nose with tissue, then threw it into the plastic devoted to the trash.

"I understand. I will not show her my sorrow. In fact, I'll take her karaoke dangdut and also dance." Haira looks enthusiastic.

"Darling, maybe singing can. But dancing, I don't think so."

"Yes, I just remembered. Yeah, singing doesn't matter if she's happy." Haira smiled slightly.

"Do you not want to ask what he likes and dislikes?"

"yes too. What does he like and dislike?"

"She likes to see people painting a view of the playground. What he disliked was the deafening sound of singing."

"No problem, my voice is so sweet, right?" Haira looked at Aiden with a hopeful look.

"Yes, if you're good, you're not necessarily good for others. You better sing without music. Sick people usually can't hear loud noises" Aiden said. 'And the 'and also the crumbly sound, ' his inner self.

"Yes, I understand. I don't want her to hear my voice either." Haira leaned her body against the back of the chair. He felt a little relieved by Aiden's advice. It's true, crying won't make Kania any better. Why cry, if he can make Kania smile.