
Azhar held Nasha's cold hand, Azhar occasionally smiled and strengthened her determination to meet her biological mother.
Mr. Niranjan himself can not hide his happiness when the child really wants to meet his mother.
Mr. Niranjan took Nasha and Azhar to a hospital room and there they saw Bu Anjana who was still lying pale in the ward. There's Mera and Hanin also on Bu Anjana's side.
"Nasha.." exclaimed Hanin as he watched Nasha step closer to his mother.
Hearing Hanin mention Nasha's name, Mera looked up and she saw her older sister.
"Is it that hard to forgive Mama, huh? Because of you my mother almost died" exclaimed Mera emotionlessly but Hanin quickly embraced her foster sister.
"Sir, don't do this." whispered Hanin.
But Nasha did not care about the cry of Mera, the only reason he came was Azhar, because Azhar asked her to come, Azhar who asked her to give the opportunity once again to her biological parents.
"Let's just say it, sister.." said Mera again and this time she cried "Mama loves him, we also love him actually even though we don't know what you were like before..." said Mera again in the middle of sobs yes "Mama always said that I had an older brother, beautiful, but died. Mama was always sad whenever she remembered her firstborn"
"Mera, enough, Dek.." said Hanin again while Nasha just stared at Mera with her cold gaze.
"Now that I'm here, what do you want?" asked Nasha to look at Mr. Niranjan. Getting such a question certainly makes Mr. Niranjan's heart hurt, but he still aged with a smile.
"We need you among us, son. Because you are part of us" said Mr. Niranjan.
"Darling..." Azhar clasped his wife's hand gently "They don't want anything, they just want you among them. Because they love you and miss you" Azhar said.
"What does he understand about that?" sela Mera who is still upset at her older sister is "Hard-headed" her grumbling that provokes Nasha's emotions.
"You can talk like that because you never know the feeling of being a child who is thrown away" exclaimed Nasha at last with tears that returned to drip "Ever since I was a kid I asked who my parents were, where my family was, why did they dump me, you know how he felt living without such a clear identity??" nasha's tears were flowing.
"Nasha, relax, we're in the hospital" Azhar whispered as she pulled Nasha into her arms.
Slowly Mera approached Nasha, she pulled Nasha from Azhar's arms and then hugged her. Nasha just kept quiet and let Mera hug her.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.." He said, "I'm just worried about Mama, anything that's related to her first child will make it this way, she lives in regret" his words and Nasha remained silent, Nasha even encouraged Mera to stay away from him.
"She deserves it, because she gave birth to an illegitimate child and I'm the one in the law" Nasha said.
"Nasha.." cried Azhar firmly, Azhar did not think Nasha like her was still really angry at the reality she had to face. The fact that he was an illegitimate child really took Nasha by storm.
Bu Anjana himself began to wake up, and he had heard what Nasha said. It made her sad again.
"Alezhea." looked down at Bu Anjana and immediately Nasha looked at the weakly lying woman, even though to Nasha the name Alezhea was not her name, she said, but somehow Nasha felt that Bu Anjana called her and Nasha fulfilled the call.
"Darling..." Bu Anjana reached out to Nasha, and Nasha welcomed the helping hand despite the hesitation.
Bu Anjana was already feeling happy and moved despite just holding hands like this with Nasha.
"Please forgive us, dear. We are really sorry, and we really want to make up for our mistakes. We only need one chance from you, son" said Bu Anjana with his weak voice, his gaze looking into Nasha's eyes which were currently also crying.
"We have lived in remorse all this time, we have received punishment for our sins. Please no more, dear.." her pinta pengelasif which of course makes Nasha's heart tremble. Nasha could see and feel his regret.
Nasha braced herself to sit next to her mother, bracing herself to open her heart and the door of forgiveness for her. Nasha wanted to talk but her voice was like it was stuck in her throat. Finally he was only able to put his head on the mother's chest and release his cries there.
Mr. Niranjan also could not hold back his tears, he knelt beside Nasha and kissed her daughter's temple.
"Thank you, dear" said Mr. Niranjan full of haru.
Hanin hugged Mera who also seemed touched by her family, as well as Azhar. He felt happy and relieved for his wife, although Nasha had not said a word to date but Azhar knew, his beloved wife was willing to open her heart and door apologies to both of her biological parents.