
Life without the people we love is hard. In fact, some people are not able to live it and choose to end their lives. Just like what Arash was currently feeling, the man felt his life was hollow without the Princess. His love for the woman was so great that it made him forget his responsibilities as a father.
Yeah, too scared to lose the Princess, making Arash ignore Rayyan and her little daughter who is only three days old. In fact, the man has not given a name to his beautiful baby.
For three days, Arash had only seen his newborn baby into the world, and that was when the man abused the princess.
"Rash," said Mama Nayna.
Arash lifted his head, the man wiped his tears quickly.
"Yes, Ma?"
"May you talk to me for a second?" ask Mama Nayna.
Arash took a slow breath. "What do you want to say, Ma?" ask Arash back.
"How about we just talk in the cafeteria?" mama Nayna's.
Arash shook his head slowly. "No, Ma, Arash doesn't want to leave the Princess. If Mama wants to talk to Arash, we'd better talk here, Ma" Arash's pinta rejected Mama Nayna's proposal.
Mama Nayna smiled slightly, the middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful and graceful took Arash's hand and held it warmly.
"Rash, do you know if the Princess can hear what's going on around her?" said Mama Nayna who made Arash's forehead shrivel perfectly.
"The princess seems to be asleep, but she can still hear and feel what's going on around her! The princess can feel, if you never leave her a minute. What are you, when the Princess woke up she felt sad? Because remembering what happened to her husband?" mama Nayna asked which made Arash shake his head slowly.
"We're talking somewhere else, huh?" persuade Mama Nayna.
Arash let out a slow sigh, the man turned towards the sleeping wife with his pale face.
"It's okay for a minute, Ma?" pinta Arash is owned by Mama Nayna.
"Yes, just for a second."
Arash finally complies with Mama Nayna's request to talk elsewhere, where there are only two of them.
And here's Mama Nayna and Arash, in front of the baby room. Arash's gaze was only fixed on the floor and Mama Nayna's face, the man had not realized that he was currently in the room of the princess who had not been named by him.
"Rash, look over there" pointed Mama Nayna at the man's little daughter.
From behind the thick glass, Arash turned to look at the baby who was asleep.
"The princess endured her pain in order to bring the tiny baby into the world. He's fighting to risk his life to save your love, Rash. And when the tiny baby came out and hoped for a warm hug from his parents, he was ignored. In fact, after three days the tiny baby was in the world, but to this day he has not received a nickname," said Mama Nayna.
Arash felt that he had just been slapped indirectly by the in-laws. He did not expect, if his love for the Princess brought him to ignore his daughter's son.
"You know, Rash, God is jealous of people who love their creatures more than He does. And you love the Princess far more than her creator, Rash. In fact, your love is bad for those around you, where your own children are the victims of your indifference to them, Rash," keep up Mama Nayna.
"Mama knows that you love the princess so much. You love the Princess so much, even more than your own life, Rash. But, that's not the way, Rash."
Mama Nayna took a deep breath and let her slow down. The woman held back her tears from falling.
"Rash, Mama is very grateful to you, because you have loved the Princess sincerely and wholeheartedly. But, Mama please, Rash, don't ignore your children. They need you too, Rash. They really need the figure of his father is near them," said Mama Nayna who can no longer bear the tears that had already been pooled in her eyes.
"Rash, Mama is asking for help with you, don't ignore your grandchildren," pinta Mama Nayna sobbed. "If the Princess knew if you ignored them, surely the Princess' heart would also hurt, Rash. No mother would be willing if her child was neglected. Believe me!"
*
Arash was still standing looking at his daughter whom he had not given a name to. The man felt ashamed and guilty to his little daughter, for ignoring and forgetting her existence. Arash let out a heavy sigh, the man turned his head towards the ceiling.
"What name should I give him, baby?" ask Arash who he knows.
Arash stared once more at the little baby from behind the glass, the man gathered the courage to approach and hold the baby for the second time.
"Excuse me, sus, I want to see my daughter," Arash's permission to the nurse on guard.
"Yes? On behalf of the lady who's the baby, sir?" ask the nurse who is on guard.
Suddenly, the nurse's arm was grabbed by a friend who had worked in the hospital for a long time. Of course the other nurses already knew who Arash was.
"I'm sorry my friend, sir, he's only been working here for two weeks" said the other nurse.
"Yes, not papa. Can I see my baby?" ask Arash back.
"Yes, please, sir." The senior nurse invited Arash into the nursery.
"Eh, Ma'am, who is that? Isn't that in the data first?" ask the nurse beforehand.
"You are, he is the son of the owner of this hospital, you know. He is one of the moza family" said the senior nurse who made the junior open his mouth.
"Huh? Seriously? So---" the junior nurse closed her mouth, not believing that she could meet other descendants of Moza besides Doctor Anggel, Doctor Naya, and also Doctor Lucas.
"Be clear all the descendants of Moza yes, Ma'am."
*
Arash looked at his tiny baby baby who looked fast asleep. The man reached out his hand to raise the little baby slowly.
"Sstt .. sttt .. shht .. Assalamualaikum, dear. This is Papa" whispered Arash to the baby who was seen wriggling in his arms.
Arash patted the baby's butt gently, so that the child was calm, comfortable, and asleep in his arms.
"I'm sorry Papa, baby, for seeing you again." Arash landed a kiss on the princess's puffed cheek.
"You're so beautiful, baby, just like your mama."
Arash's gaze was blurred, when he remembered the wife again. "Well, which name is right for you, huh?"
Arash is confused about what name to give his daughter. The names that he and the Princess had saved to give to the princess were immediately lost with the happiness of Arash which left only sadness. The man forgot the names he had already assembled with his wife, before the Princess underwent surgery.
"Hopefully, your life will always be bright, happy and always full of love and good luck."
Arash recites the verse of the chair and blows it over the baby's crown.
"Bismillah, Papa give me your name Yumna Zehra Moza."