The Perfect Life
Episode 24

The new time was eight o'clock, five minutes after Naziya and his family finished dinner. They then moved and sat chatting on the terrace of the inn.

The Nazis stared out at the vast ocean. Every now and then he glanced at the bonfire that was burning not far from where they were. There were some people enjoying the night talking. The wind gently blew the end of her hair. Naya's voice chattering to her grandparents was heard. Sometimes the child laughed. The Nazis smiled at their interactions.

"Sister."

Vita's voice made her look. His sister was already beside him. "Why?" He asks. His forehead slightly wrinkled at Vita's expression. His sister looked curious.

"Have you known Mr Alby for a long time?" Vita asked. Curious.

"Lumayan."

"Since when?" Vita asked again. Her brother's answer still hangs.

"Since almost a year. He used to be the husband of a patient brother. Only my brother forgot because it was a long time ago. We met again at the hospital as he drove his son. And then we met again by accident." Naziya explained at length.

Vita's lips form the letter O. "Including on purpose?" He asked to make sure.

Naziya.

"Don't you know he's my lecturer?" Vita asked, because her brother was not surprised at all when he called Mr. Alby's name.

The naziya nodded back.

"Why didn't you ever tell me you knew Mr Alby?" Vita a little protest.

Naziya glanced at his sister for a moment. "For what?" He then looked back at the ocean. "Sister and he had no interest. We just met by accident."

Vita breathes a sigh of relief. Then smile thinly without being noticed by the Nazis. Alby's shady and soothing face looms back in his memory. Vita liked that facial expression.  Very different on campus. He smiled back. Then momentarily awakened. Do not let him be seen by one of his family members, especially Nazis. Maybe her brother will interview her.

"What is it like, Mr Alby?" Vita asked back.

"meaning?" Naziya furrowed his brows. I don't understand his sister's question.

"I mean the character." Vita explained.

"Why do you want to know?" Naziya looked suspiciously at his sister. He remembers what Randy said about college girls who liked Alby.

"Why is my sister worried about me like that?" Vita tries to act ordinary.

"You don't like Mr. Alby, do you?" Naziya asked to make sure. His eyes are still finding out.

Vita was immediately blown away which made both her parents and her parents turn their heads.

"Neither, Brother." Vita's lying. He liked the man the first time he saw him. And the longer, the bigger the feeling. He's been trying to shake that feeling when he finds out Alby's getting married. However, everything was in vain. That feeling remained in his heart. "I only asked because I saw her different facial expression earlier when I was with my sister. You see, Mr. Alby is famous for being cold and scary on campus." Vita wasn't entirely lying, though the real purpose of the question wasn't that.

"Oh." The naziya let out a sigh of relief. It made sense that his sister asked about the character of his lecturer. "He's not like that."

Vita's getting curious. "Sister mean, the attitude that Mr Alby showed on campus was not his true character? And if it wasn't like that, what would he be like?" Vita asked impatiently.

The naziya nodded."He's a warm and caring person who's patient." Naziya recalled the time Alby treated his brother during the consul some time ago.

"Where do you know?" fishing rod Vita. Although actually he could have guessed that the lecturer was unlikely to be cold when he met the doctor who had helped his wife. But he was curious. Is that the attitude he always seems to his brother. Uh. Vita is envious. He imagined being his brother and saw the warm smile of the lecturer.it every met. He must be very happy. It turns out that what the Goddess said has a point as well. Again he smiled. Laughing at his thinking. And a moment later it awakens. Fortunately, his brother did not see him.

"Sister knows as he brings his brother in for a consultation. Her attitude towards her brother was completely opposite to the attitude you said." Naziya explained his observation.

"His brother is also a patient brother?"

Naziya. "He once accompanied his brother to the hospital."

"You guys haven't come inside yet?" Day asked cutting Vita's mind.

Both of them turned to the source of the voice.

"Yet, Pa." Naziya answered.

"I want to come in too. Cold outside," Vita chimed in. He was thinking of staying and asking more questions about his favorite lecturer. However, she was afraid that her brother would become suspicious. He still did not want anyone else to know about his feelings for the man. He then stood up to his parents inside.

The Nazis sighed softly and looked back at the ocean after everything went inside. The wind was blowing a little harder. Naziya glued his jacket. To stop the incoming wind. The atmosphere of the night was so calm and peaceful. Occasionally there was a faint laughter coming from Alby's entourage. The Nazis looked up into the sky, watching the stars scattered. His eyes were immediately fixed on the three-tiered star. He imagined that it was him, Zain and Naya. He smiled smirk. Why is it so hard to forget that guy. Naziya. Eyes warming. He started to sob.

The naziya went down. A little away from their inn. He did not want his voice to be heard by his parents. He walked down the beach. Then sit on the sand and look back at the ocean. The atmosphere was already deserted there was only one or two people who were still seen chatting. Alby's entourage had also partially entered into their inn.

The naziya returned. This time it's getting more sliced. He didn't hold it in at all. No one can hear it. He is free to cry as he pleases here to spill all the grievances that are still held in his heart. She cried for almost half an hour and did not realize that Alby had been there for a while.

Naziya was surprised when he raised his head and saw the figure of the man in front of him. He almost screamed. He immediately wiped his tears. Again the man came. How many times Alby has seen her cry. "What are you doing here?" Naziya asked in a slightly taut tone.

Alby did not answer and sat down next to the Nazis. "You want to continue crying, cry." Alby open the sound.

"You haven't answered my question. What are you doing here?" Naziya did not respond to the man's remarks. He asked what the man meant in his place.

"I just want to go for a walk and accidentally hear you cry." lied Alby. Alby deliberately followed Naziya when he saw the woman get off his inn. He did not intend to interfere, only worried because the state of the beach was already very quiet. People had already entered their inns because the time was running late and the blowing night wind was getting colder.

Naziya grunted softly. He sometimes dislikes seeing the man always bothering him.

"I'm sorry if it bothers you." Alby seemed to know what the Nazis were thinking.

The Nazis remained silent.

Silent. Only the sound of the waves that sounded gently flapping on the beach lips caused a peaceful and soothing sound.

A minute passed. Two minutes. Five minutes. Ten minutes. There is still no sound heard. Both are busy with their own thoughts. Several times they glued jackets.

"We have the same problem. Both are victims of betrayal." Alby finally made a sound after nearly twenty minutes of silence. "My wife was in contact with another man before marrying me and getting pregnant." Alby spoke without being asked. He took a deep breath trying to neutralize his already troubled heart. Every time he remembered all that, his heart instantly cramped.

Naziya looked at me. Look at the face of the man next to her. Their distance of only half a meter made Naziya able to see the man's face clearly even though it was covered with dark night colors. There's a wound there. The annoyance that had been present now immediately turned into sympathy.

"He was pregnant when he married me." Alby spoke again, continued his words, then sighed again. "I just found out it wasn't my son after the baby was seven months old when he accidentally fell out of bed and lost a lot of blood." Alby. Eyes warming.

Naziya recalled the time of handling Rima. Indeed, at that time, the womb was only eight months, at least that is written in his medical record, but the baby looks normal like quite old at birth. Could it be that falling down the stairs was a deliberate attempt to lie to Alby? Naziya. And if it's true, they've gone too far. This guy is so hurt. He looked on Alby. It turns out that he's not the only one with a big problem. There are others whose problems are more complicated than his. Unknowingly, the Nazis leaned toward Alby and stroked him on the shoulder. "Patience, yes." It's a reflex he did because he's used to his patients.

Alby was a little surprised to get a touch. He looked up at the arms of the Nazis. He immediately felt a little calm. He doesn't know why. When Frida touched her arm, she felt uncomfortable. However, why when the Nazis did the same thing but it felt different? Alby questioned himself. But for a moment I knew the answer. Because when the Nazis touched him he was sad. At least that's the answer Alby thought. "Thank you." He replied to Naziya's remarks later.

Silent.

The wind is blowing harder. Naziya rubbed his hands together and then put them on his face to channel the warmth.

Alby did the same.

"It looks like the wind is getting stronger and the weather is getting colder. We better get back to the inn." Alby gave me options.

Naziya. And the two of them moved from their seats. Patting sand on clothes.

They walked without a sound. Naziya said goodbye when they were in front of their inn.

Alby looked at the woman's back and disappeared from behind the door. After that he just went to his inn.