The Shackles of Love are Lying
Phone Sheza
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Shortly after Aina took Iza to the bathroom, Najib's phone rang. There is a call from the owner of a name that always gives a shadow of sadness for him and Iza. Sheza Azzalea Naureen, Iza's birth mother.
Thankfully, he calls not chat as he promised. A little more polite.
He immediately went out to the garden in front of the room. So that Aina would not hear what she said.
“Mas. I'm sorry yes, last night I was really tired.” The same reason as he said last night.
“Hhmmm ...”
“Mas still angry?”What kind of question is this, really pisses him off. Not the word of seduction I wanted, but the news that he had left back home.
“I'm waiting for you.”
“I can't possibly leave this job. Maybe a whole month because it turns out a lot of business that I have to finish.”
“Then?”
“Kok Mas it , sih.”
Why talk at length if never heard. Already often I remind to always pay attention to Iza, not implemented. Do not think about the career only, nor is it implemented. If you want to go anywhere you should say goodbye first also not implemented. Not if it is not allowed, but if there is any responsibility I also.
“Iza is sick.”
“Wah .. that's because the mbok might. When I stayed she was in good health.” He could accuse people who have helped him a lot. Say run away from responsibility.
“Do not accuse, I do not like.”
“Mas don't trust me.” Still evasive, and I don't think it's any good, I'm responding to it. There will be many more lies that might make me even more fed up.
“When to go home?”
“Sorry I can't. There is still a lot of work here.” He still reasoned.
“She's your daughter, Sheza.”
“Why did Mas always talk that, as if I never noticed him.”
“Indeed!”
“I am always there for him. It is the people who often go. Aye, Kan? What good is there mbok Minah too, if not to guard Iza. I'm picking Iza huh, Mas?” he answered lightly as if there was nothing wrong with his decision.
Astaghfirullah al - adzim ... What kind of speech is this. Absolutely outrageous. I don't want to linger with his selfishness. Let alone melt, even more become, as he pleases. My fault, too, why until now, could not erase the love that once hurt me so much.
“Do not until you regret your decision. Assalamualaikum ..” Najib immediately closed his phone, regardless of whether Sheza was offended by his attitude or not.
He returned again to the room carrying his mixed feelings of annoyance, disappointment, anger and sadness. The guy who was supposed to be there for Iza, didn't show up either.
Thank God, the step back to the room is the right choice. He could take off the burden that was pressing down on him at this moment. Moreover, seeing Iza's smile, it could instantly evaporate her anger. He gave his best smile sincerely.
There was a hue of life emanating from his face upon returning from the bathroom. Even her smile had now been splattered on her tiny lips, though it could not cover what she was feeling right now. Those perfectly round brown eyes sometimes look cute. Is it a sign that at that time was remembering a trauma that he could not refuse even though he could not understand it. Scratches of wounds that may not disappear until he grows up.
“Papa. I've had a shower. Bathed by mama Aina,” he said proudly.
“God's Cause, beautiful Papa's daughter bener.” Najib smiled perfectly at the scene in front of him. There is a sense of happiness that touches a soul that is almost tired. He enjoyed a rare sight. Usually he will intervene to help Iza in the morning, waiting for Sheza who is always busy with himself. Let it be today, Aina who helps. After all, Iza was very happy.
“Sini, sit down first. Mama take her shirt.” Iza who was still wrapped in a large towel, obediently sat on the bed.
“Good choice,” Aina really likes the choice of her newly known daughter. Yellow clothes are decorated with large floral motifs on the bottom. It will be great for who is wearing it. A really good choice. Moreover, Iza's skin is brighter than ours.
Carefully, Aina put on the clothes she wanted, tidied up her hair, and slightly beautified her face with the powder she had. Forced to use adult talcum powder, but covered safely dech. Instead of powder, even the face will look pale.
“Now breakfast first, yuk. Mump is still warm.” Aina immediately grabbed the ration that was on the nightstand. Special food for Iza who just delivered the nurse. He painstakingly fed the little princess. Occasionally throwing jokes. Not infrequently they both laugh without involving themselves.
Najib is feeling neglected. His presence was as if it were not considered. Hopefully it's not because he heard the conversation between himself and Sheza.
But it could be yes. Because his face was cold when I entered this room. Not just pouting but looking angry. There was not even a smile that always seemed beautiful to decorate her lips.
“Mas Najib from where?” Still with the same expression, cold and flat.
What should I say. Should I be honest if Sheza called me. Nah! I can't see him hurt.
“From outside. There's a call from a friend.?”
“Friends?” he said, as if he could not believe what I just said.
“Yes, friend,” My answer is trying to convince her once again.
He stopped his mouthful and looked at me with a questionable look.
“His parents Iza?”
Why is his guess always right. I don't think there's anything to hide from him anymore.
“Yes. He can't come. Maybe one more month can pick up Iza.”
“Asyiiiik, I can stay a long time with Mama Aina.”
“iza?”
Maybe he was misplaced, talking about this in front of Iza. But what Aina did not expect was her reaction. Iza seemed so happy when she found out her parents weren't coming. Even preoccupation.
“Ngga can do that, dear. He's still your parents.”
“But I'm still scared, Mama.”
She's a really good mother. Not instilling hatred for Iza but rather trying to instill an apology on her.
“And there is papa Najib same mama.”
“Alright, Mama. But, Don't leave Iza ya!”
“Insya Allah.”
“Do you mind?”
She smiles. His face was bright and warm. Not as cold as a moment ago, when I entered this room.
“No. Instead I'm still worried that if we give Iza back to her parents, she'll do anything else. I am not willing and unwilling. But how else, he's his parents.
“I really feel safe when Iza is with you.”
I thought he was mad when I got a call from Sheza. Turns out I was wrong, He only thinks of Iza like me too. He's so innocent and maybe fragile to hurt. I felt very guilty for him.