Titian Love Nadia
Unable to Withstand

Rasya exhaled and then rubbed his hair violently.

"Astaghfirullah al'adzim Nadia. Why should I always be the cause of your suffering?" Regretfully.

Rasya again pressed the intercom button to contact Ifada, the administrative staff.

"Yes, Mr Rasya?" greet Ifada.

"Please print out Asa Nahdiana's biodata, then take it to my room immediately!" rasya's Order.

"Okay, sir," replied Ifada. Rasya immediately disconnected.

"I need to see the girl as soon as possible. I was too selfish to stop my desire to see it. How's it going now? Does he miss me too? Asa, I miss you. I miss our togetherness. Do you miss me too?" muttered Rasya cursed his folly that had wasted the girl who put her heart on him. A few moments later.

Tok tok tok tok

"Lake in!" rasha's orders.

A hijab-wearing woman with work clothes and a stofmap in her hand entered the room. "This is the data you requested, sir," said Ifada.

"Please sit down, Ifada!" rasha's orders again.

Ifada placed the stofmap he held on the table in front of Rasya.

"In the scholarship requirements, a scholarship recipient student must not apply for leave, sir," explained Ifada.

"Yes, I know. In exchange for all his tuition fees until he finishes I will bear it, take it from my salary, and tell the student that the scholarship has been returned. Please keep this a secret, lest the girl know that this is from me personally," Rasya said.

"Good, Sir. Sorry sir, I'm curious. Who exactly is that girl? It seems that you care about him" asked Ifada.

"Do you want to know or do you want to know?" rasya replied in a convoluted manner.

"Ih, Mr. Rasya apparently likes puzzles," said Ifada chuckled.

"You've heard of the stabbing involving my ex-wife, haven't you, Ifada?" ask Rasya.

"Yes, Sir. That was about two months ago."

"The girl you pulled out her scholarship was the victim of the stabbing" Rasya replied.

"Astaghfirullah al'adzim" said Ifada.

"He was forced to leave college because he was in a coma for more than a month and still needed time to heal. I am the one who should be responsible for the calamity that befell him" Rasya added.

"O, so. But I kind of caught something else in your eyes" guessed Ifada.

"Ah, I know you," elak Rasya.

"Surely she's a special student for you who makes your wife jealous and hires a hit man to take her life. I became curious as to what kind of girl, the girl who had made Mr. Rasya's heart ravage, hahaha …." Ifada issued his analysis ending with a ruckus.

"Your analysis is too much, Ifada," said Rasya.

"Hahaha, Mr. Rasya does not want to be honest with himself. Excuse me first dech, sir," said Ifada.

"Please, Ifada. Thank you for helping me" Rasya said.

"Come back, uh I mean the same, sir," replied Ifada chuckled and walked out of the room.

Rasya just smiled in response, looking at the back of the hijab-wearing woman until she was lost behind the door. He opened a stofmap containing a sheet of Nadia's biodata. Rasya perused every detail of the data.

"Indramayu," muttered Rasya. He then grabbed his phone located on the table in front of him, taking a photo of Nadia's address with the camera of his cellphone. Then call someone.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mas Rasya," the voice of Mr. Supri, the private driver of Mr. Baskoro, was heard from the other end of the phone.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, sir. Later at four in the afternoon take me to Indramayu yes, sir. We met at home" Rasya said.

"Well, Mas Rasya," said Mr. Supri.

"Now you just rest, because later tonight we will go home directly to Jakarta," said Rasya.

"Yes, Mas Rasya" said Mr. Supri.

Rasya also closed the call after saying hello. Azan Dzuhur just reverberated. But it seems that Rasya is not at home to wait until four in the afternoon to go to Indramayu. Actually at one noon he still had a schedule to fill the lecture in the classroom semester VII, but because he could not concentrate, he asked his assistant lecturer to fill his lecture hours.

Rasya drove his car out of the campus gate. He took the car to a hospital, parked in the parking lot. Rasya hurriedly walked through the corridor leading to the special hospital room for children.

Slowly Rasya opened the door of a room. A little girl appeared to be lying weakly in a cage with an infusion hose attached to her right leg. Ms. Nastiti was sitting on the side seat of the cage.

Rasya stepped closer to the cage and kissed Tiara's forehead who was still sleeping for a while. A sadness appeared on his face. "I'm sorry Papa, son," he said slowly.

Rasya's view shifted to Bu Nastiti. "Will Tiara eat, Mom?" tanyakanya.

"So early in the morning just drink apple juice" replied Ms. Nastiti. "You're home at this hour, aren't there any teaching hours?" tanyakanya.

"When are you ready to pick up Nadia?" ask Miss Nastiti to the point.

"Later afternoon bakda Ashar, in sya Allah Rasya asked Mr. Supri to be escorted there, Ma'am. Now Rasya wants to pray and immediately rest at home" Rasya replied. "Mother definitely hasn't prayed and had lunch? I pray and have lunch first, let Rasya take care of Tiara here" he added.

"All right, Mom's out first. I want to pray at the hospital mosque only," said Ms. Nastiti, Rasya nodded. Ms. Nastiti took the face, then walked out of the room.

Rasya sat on the chair that was occupied by Ms. Nastiti. She gently stroked the princess's hair while resting her head on a pillow beside Tiara.

Tiara opened her eyes as she felt disturbed. He blinked his eyes adapting to the room. "Papa" called out to him in a weak voice.

"Yes dear," Rasya straightened his head. "Papa wants to pick up Mama Nanad for Tiara" he said.

"Introduction, Pa?" tanyanya was gleeful with a smile adorning her cute pale face.

"But there are conditions" Rasya said.

The face of sumringah Tiara now turned sullen. "What tools, Pa?" tanyakanya.

"Tiara must eat!" wheedled.

"Yes, Pa. Aya wants to eat," replied Tiara enthusiastically smiling again.

"What's the bribe?" Tiara nodded. Rasya helps Tiara to sit down. He then took the tray that was on the nightstand, and then sat back in the original chair. "Read the do'a before you eat first, honey," she asked.

Tiara read the do'a her papa asked for smoothly even in her signature slurred accent. After finishing, Rasya began to feed water with a spoon to Tiara's mouth so as not to choke, then feed the porridge provided by the hospital. Tiara enthusiastically accepted the mouthful of porridge given by her papa.

'It turns out that the girl exerted a great influence on Tiara, ' Rasya's inner self while continuing to feed the porridge into Tiara's mouth.

"The sixth plane immediately rolled into the base, uwinguwinguwinguwing." he said in a loud voice, lifting the spoon in a meandering motion towards Tiara's mouth. After Tiara opened her mouth again, Rasya put the porridge into her own mouth.

"Papa's coming home, Papa Lapal?" tiara smiled.

"Yes, Papa's hungry. So let's finish the porridge before Papa eats, dear," Rasya said. But when Rasya feed back into Tiara's mouth, Tiara has locked her mouth tightly, she has no appetite anymore.

"Tiara is full?" ask Rasya again. Tiara just nodded. "Yes, spend the drink first, after that Tiara bobok again yes, dear!" his orders. Rasya took the glass filled with water, then brought it closer to Tiara's lips. Tiara only drank a little.

Rasya helped his daughter lie down and stroked Tiara's forehead into her hair. But Tiara was no longer sleepy. Until Ms. Nastiti reentered the room.

"E ... , Eyang's grandson is awake" said Ms. Nastiti.

"Udah donk, have eaten also you know, Eyang Putri," Rasya's timpal represented Tiara to answer.

"Wah increase, want to meet Mama Nanad ya must want to eat to be healthy quickly. Isn't that right, honey?" Tiara nodded happily.

"Mother is here, if you want to go home now. He said he wanted to rest" told Ms. Nastiti.

"Mom ate?" ask Rasya.

"It was just now in the hospital canteen" replied Ms. Nastiti.

"Kok's fast?" ask Rasya.

"Mother is afraid that you will wait" replied Ms. Nastiti.

"Yes, Papa would like to pick up Mama Nanad yes, dear. Tiara is fine with Eyang huh!" pamit Rasya to his daughter. Tiara nodded, Rasya kissed her forehead.

"Rasya saying goodbye, Mom," said Rasya kissing the back of Ms. Nastiti's hand.

"Be careful, say your regards to Nadia and her family" Ms. Nastiti said.

"This is Allah, Ma'am" Rasya said. He immediately came out of the room. Now in the hospital room Tiara only live Tiara and Bu Nastiti.

Ms. Nastiti was sitting on the chair that Rasya had occupied. "Later if Mama Nanad arrives, Tiara don't ask for a sling, dear. Mama Nanad's waist has just healed" Nastiti told Tiara. Tiara nodded.

"Yes want Mama Nanad nina bobo sincerely read celita," said Tiara.

"Tiara must pray so that Papa can persuade Mama Nanad to stay with Tiara, thankfully Papa wants to marry Mama Nanad, let Mama Nanad be the real Mama Tiara," said Bu Nastiti. Tiara just nodded even though she actually did not understand what Miss Nastiti said.

Meanwhile, Rasya who had arrived at his home put his laptop bag in the study. He then headed to his room, barged into the bathroom, took ablution water for dhuhur prayer.

After the prayer dhuhur duda but the virgin laid her body on the sofa, turned on the television in her room which had not been lit for a long time because it was too busy outside the house. He wants to take a nap so that later at night is not sleepy, so he can alternate with the Supri driving a car.

However, man can only plan, but God determines. Nadia's face is now even present haunting him, the more he closed his eyes the more the face looks like it looks real.

"I'm going to sleep, Asa. I'll meet you later. If you keep bothering me, how can I sleep? Go Asa, go," he grumbled.

People never take naps where they can sleep, sir?- Author.

Sorry this chapter I revised, there are left 🙏