
After the pesantren, Azhar takes Nasha to her Ummi shop. Because Azhar still has to do some work at her Abi shop.
"Where's your school, son?" ummi asked Rifa softly because she saw Nasha who looked different, what else she did not see Nasha who was swaying spoiled to Azhar as usual.
"Currently.." answered Nasha forcing herself to smile.
"You have a problem with Azhar?" ask Ummi Rifa again.
"Ummi don't know?" Nasha asked back which made her mother-in-law look confused and then shook her head.
"Tante Anjana is my real mother." said Nasha who gave a frown that made Ummi Rifa immediately wide.
"I... Real mother?" tanya Ummi Rifa wanted to confirm and Nasha nodded weakly.
"But how can? Who said it?" ask Ummi Rifa.
"Said Azhar, they have also done a DNA bag when Nasha was in prison." said Nasha. Ummi Rifa was astonished to hear the news, as soon as the memories revolved at the moment where Bu Anjana and her family had always been very kind to Nasha, taking care of and escorting Nasha's case to completion and other attention that does look very unusual.
"But Azhar no one tells it the same Ummi.." said Ummi Rifa then "But isn't that good, son? Thank God now you have found your biological parents" he said.
"Nasha was not expecting them again, Ummi.." said Nasha who made Ummi Rifa gasp, the article he did not think Nasha did not welcome the happy presence of his biological parents.
"But why is that? Don't you miss them so much?"
"Never, they've thrown me away" Nasha said coldly. Ummi Rifa was about to answer Nasha but there were customers coming. Ummi Rifa also serves his customers. Nasha also started working as usual, she returned to taking pictures of her mother-in-law's bread loaves and posted them on her social media.
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Nasha still did not talk much with Azhar because she was still a little disappointed with her husband.
Getting angry?
At dinner, they had dinner in such a quiet state. Ummi Rifa was also surprised because it turned out that her husband knew the facts about Nasha's identity. And actually they are both very grateful because the end of Nasha's identity is clear and her origin is known. But they also understand if Nasha is angry, disappointed and can not take it for granted.
After dinner, Nasha and Umm Rifa cleaned the kitchen as usual.
While Azhar is currently busy in front of her laptop, Azhar checks the sales of her goods are increasing, the income is always increasing and increasing.
"Honey.." call Nasha soft which makes Azhar directly raise her eyebrows, looking at the wife in wonder. Though just a few minutes ago Nasha was still indifferent to him.
"Why, Honey?"ask Azhar no less soft.
"Can I ask you something with you?" nasha asked doubtfully.
"What do you want?" ask Azhar again.
Nasha sat on the edge of the bed, while Azhar turned the chair around to face her.
"May you not if you break your working relationship with Mr. Niranjan." said Nasha hesitated, making Azhar immediately widened, not expecting the request of the wife.
"You... What are you talking about, Nasha?" azhar asked inexhaustibly "Just because you can't accept them yet, doesn't mean you have to antagonize them, dear"
"But I really don't want to have any relationship with them, please.." pressed Nasha with some emotion, making Azhar a little upset actually with Nasha's request but Azhar tried to understand the feelings of the wife.
"Darling..." Azhar tried to speak softly "Don't do this, dear. I know you still can't accept them, but that doesn't mean you have to antagonize them so long as they help us." Azhar said. Nasha could only bow her head, confirming what her husband said.
"And no matter what happens, the status of the mother and father will not be lost or taken care of, you still have an obligation to respect them. Regardless of what they did first, they regretted it, deeply regret my. Do you remember Mera's birthday?" Nasha recalled her younger sister's birthday.
"Your birthday is also at the fair, even every year. On your birthday, they're revealing their love to someone they've never seen, and you know? They didn't look for you because they thought you were dead." Azhar said again and immediately Nasha's tears trickled down as she recalled the expression of her biological family's love. Even when Nasha was also crying, Bu Anjana seemed to miss her eldest daughter very much.
"I understand your feelings, your anger and your disappointment, but I hope you can control your emotions a little, hm.." - Azhar.