
Mera introduces Harry to her father, as well as Azhar and Nasha. While Anjana has since noticed Nasha being embraced by Azhar, Anjana feels no stranger to Azhar and Nasha. But after trying to remember if they had ever met, Anjana did not manage to remember her.
"So this is your very good friend? Yeah, you never get close to a girl when all the crazy girls are crazy about her?" asked Niranjan who made Mera immediately whine in shame.
"Ish, Papa.." The whining made Nasha shudder in horror.
"Udah centil, spoiled, lebay again. Ih, may Harry be far away from this kind of girl" Nasha's heart cried out in dislike.
"You really don't like my son, do you?" asked Anjana half-whispering to Nasha, Anjana who had since noticed Nasha could feel Nasha's dislike gaze on Mera.
"Engga" clear, short, solid. Nasha's answer succeeded in making Anjana grimace.
"Why? Mera is a good girl really" said Anjana again.
"She's coquettish, spoiled, lebay. Do not fit my sister who is cool" replied Nasha who again made Anjana grimace.
"Honey, it's not good to talk like that" whispered Azhar who heard Nasha's last words.
"Alright, the show will start" Anjana exclaimed later, because like her for now she can't seduce Nasha to like Mera. And if Nasha dares to speak such a thing to Mera's biological mother, then Anjana thinks that whenever Nasha will not like Mera.
Now the event began, with a speech delivered directly by Niranjan. The middle-aged man greeted all the guests who came in kindly and thanked them for their arrival.
"Today, November 17th is a very special day for us. Because on November 17th, we were given the gift of a beautiful princess, Niranjana Almera. And just like the year before, we always celebrate my daughter's second birthday together. Because on November 7, 20 years ago, we were in our first gift of jewels, our eldest daughter, our first love, Niranjana Alezhea"
Instantly, on the projector screen displays photos of two newborn babies. All eyes were on the projector screen. The picture below is Niranjana Alezhea, Nov 07. And Niranjana Almera, Nov 17.
"They are both our daughters, my princess and Anjana. The symbol of my love and Anjana. And right now, this birthday party is for my two daughters. Although my eldest daughter is now in heaven, but I want to say, happy birthday, dear" Niranjan said in a soft voice at the end of the sentence, saying, even his breath felt choked in his throat, considering the baby is now no longer with him.
Now Mera handed the mic to her mother who turned out to have been torn by tears, the mother shook her head. Telling her she can't talk at this time, but Mera forces "A two-broken word for Niranjana's sister, Ma" persuaded Mera who ended up shaking Anjana's hand to take the mic.
"I.." Anjana's voice trembled, tears would not stop flowing even though he repeatedly wiped it.
While Nasha is now sitting at a table, can't stop paying attention to Anjana. And when he heard Anjana's trembling voice, Nasha's heart seemed to tremble.
"Happy birthday, My first love" Anjana finally managed to control her emotional soul, now she can display a smile even though tears still faithfully flow on her cheeks "Sorry Mama because Mama can't be a good Mama, maybe that's why God took you, because God Himself will take care of you"
Nasha and the other guests listen carefully, while Nasha's feelings get more and more out of whack. His heart was beating faster than ever, his eyes were myopic and heating up and he didn't know why.
"Every second of Mama's life, you can only wish you could repeat time and have you by your side. Every second of my life, I pray that God gives me a second chance. Every second of my life, Mama... Hicks..." Anjana was no longer able to hold her sobs, her tears were getting louder, her voice was getting vibrating, but she still tried to sing her smile "Every second in Mama's life, Mama, Mama hopes to meet you, hug you, feed you, accompany you to play, like a mother who continues to spend time with her baby" Anjana took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, now she displayed a much wider smile and she wiped away the tears on her cheeks.
"You crying?" azhar asked in surprise when she saw the tears flowing freely on Nasha's cheeks.
"Huh?" peeking Nasha and holding her cheeks that were already very wet, Nasha did not even realize when she was crying and why. Nasha again touched the tears on her cheeks then noticed her fingers wet from tears, Nasha just wanted to make sure if it was really tears? Why is she crying tears? Nasha did not know, just that his heart was like ditching when he heard every word Anjana said with a trembling voice and tears flowing.
"Why, Honey? You sick, hm? You want to go home?" tanya Azhar remained soft but tucked into worry in her voice.
"I flickered maybe, or maybe because of the light and maybe because I didn't blink from before" nasha said and she herself was very unsure of what came out of her own mouth.
"We'd better get home, yeah" Azhar's pinta started to worry about his wife. Because Azhar believes Nasha can't be flickering or any other reason, while Nasha just nods while removing the tissue from her bag and wiping away her tears. Azhar rubbed his wife's cheek gently.
"This celebration, a sign of my love and my husband for my daughter. Enjoy, guests"