True Love Never Ends

True Love Never Ends
The Part 106


Mr. Niranjan made a report letter to the police, reporting Ramos for the kidnapping, detention and harassment of his eldest daughter. Not to forget he also dragged Ruben and the hospital that had worked together to defame Nasha and her family by forcing witnesses to give false testimony as well as efforts to eliminate the evidence.


Mr. Niranjan did all that without Azhar or Nasha's knowledge, actually he wanted to talk about it with them but Mr. Niranjan saw like his Nasha was still tired of the previous case and maybe even traumatized.


"Pa..." exclaimed Bu Anjana who is currently entering the workspace of her husband "Have made his report?"


"It is" replied Mr. Niranjan while closing his laptop.


"Pa..." exclaimed Bu Anjana again "When do we tell Nasha and the others that Nasha is our daughter?" asked Bu Anjana impatiently.


"Patience first, Ma... Nasha is still in shock and must still be traumatized by the previous incident, at least let her calm down first with Azhar. Kan Azhar also said, it looks like Nasha hates us because we threw her away..."


"I didn't throw it away, Pa. I just put him in the parlour" replied Bu Anjana and he was about to cry again, because the topic of their unexpected child always makes Bu Anjana sensitive, easy to cry.


"Come on, Ma... Don't cry..." Mr. Niranjan immediately stood up from his chair and hugged his wife "Important we know, Nasha is Alezhea, our biological daughter. Isn't that more than enough, hm?" entertain the husband.


Mera who accidentally heard the talk of the two can only feel sorry for the mother.


Mera herself really did not expect, the annoying woman turned out to be her older brother. Mera feels happy because it is true that her mother guess that her sister is still alive, but is sister to Nasha?


"Hopefully he'll be good if he knows I'm his sister." muttered Mera "However I love my sister..."


..........


Azhar held Nasha very tightly, as if she was afraid Nasha would disappear if she loosened her arms in the slightest. Azhar even continuously kissed Nasha, venting the longing stored in her heart all this time.


While Nasha also hugged the husband very tightly, inhaling the scent of her husband who had longed for.


The two hugged each other and refused to close their eyes until the clock showed at 12 pm. Enjoying the warm embrace of his partner who had lost.


"Honey.." said Azhar while caressing the black hair of the wife who is now very long even beyond her waist.


"I missed you..." Nasha said in a very soft voice "I'm scared in there, alone"


"I'm sorry, I should have gotten you out sooner" Azhar said, and she slipped her forehead again for how many times. Nasha tightened her embrace.


"Darling, don't stay with me." - Nasha said in a choked voice, "I'm so afraid you left me because of that case, I was right..... Afraid" he said stammeredly and even tears could not be held back.


"You're my soul mate, Habibti. How could I leave you? And you are my true love, then how can I live without you?" Azhar said so sincerely and gently, as usual. Always able to make Nasha's feelings warm.


"I love you, baby." said Nasha and she kissed her husband on the cheek.


"I love you too, dear. Love you so much." said Azhar "Now sleep yes, you must rest enough"


"Hem, don't let go of your embrace.." pinta Nasha.


"No, I miss you too. This bed feels so cold without you" said Azhar who made Nasha chuckle and tighten her embrace.


"Now I'm here..."


"Let's go to sleep, honey. It's night, you'll be sick when you stay up"


.........


As of this moment, he returned to daydreaming while combing his hair in front of the glass.


"Nasha.." call Azhar but Nasha doesn't respond.


"Darling..." Azhar touched the wife's shoulder which immediately made Nasha flinch.


"Yes, Why?" ask Nasha.


"What do you think, hm?" azhar asked gently while giving a little friendly massage on the wife's shoulders.


Nasha pulled Azhar's hand and kissed her, she looked at Azhar from the reflection of the mirror in front of her.


"I'm still afraid.." said Nasha in a choked voice, he still could not shake his memory of Ramos' actions on his "He's a monster, in evil..."


"Sshhttt, it's over, honey. Now you're here, with me. Nothing will happen to you" comforted Azhar as she pulled Nasha into her arms.


Azhar's hug managed to make Nasha feel much calmer.


"Can I go back to college?" ask her then while breaking her embrace.


"Of course" replied Azhar smiling "Now we're down yeah, Ummi same Abi waiting for us below"


"He'em, I miss the same Ummi cuisine" replied Nasha again smiling sumringah. Azhar took Nasha's headscarf and put it on Nasha. After that he brought Nasha down.


Below, Nasha is shocked because there are Bu Anjana and Mera.


"Hi.." said Mera excited while waving her hand but Nasha did not welcome her warmly.


"Sok familiar with you." exclaimed Nasha who made Mera immediately frowned and she glanced at Anjana as if complaining.


"Sha, I brought you breakfast." exclaimed Bu Anjana who ignored Mera, making Mera more frowning.


"Oh yeah?" exclaimed Nasha between wonder and disbelief, because according to her Nasha's family is too good on her.


"Yes, I heard you like kare but don't like egg yolks. I've separated the yellow" said Bu Anjana again.


Nasha looked at Azhar and Azhar only smiled as she rubbed her head.


"Thank you, the intention is good" he said later.


"Why didn't Auntie and Mera have breakfast with us here?" tawar Nasha which of course makes Bu Anjana happy and immediately agreed.


They also had breakfast together and occasionally at a joking slip. What's more Nasha and Mera who also occasionally argue and look like a mouse and a cat.


"You're like brothers." Abi Fadlan said, "Discussing but looking comfortable with each other and enjoying the debate"


Mere, Bu Anjana and Azhar just throw each other a glance and then they just singly smile her thin.


While Nasha was still busy enjoying the cuisine of her mother-in-law and her biological mother that tasted very delicious. What's more while in prison he was given potluck, Nasha really misses home cooking like this.