
Juna, the man looked restless mixed with sadness. Eyes glazed. There was a worry that he could only suppress himself inwardly. There was no way she would show her tears in front of her brother. As a man, Juna did not want to look weak.
At about 8 o'clock, Shaka arrived at the hospital. The man approached Jihan and Juna whose faces were shrouded in anxiety.
Sitting with his head both bowed, Shaka chose to pay attention from a distance. Sitting in one corner, crossing both hands without taking his eyes off the two children who were worried about the life and death of a mother who was struggling on the operating table.
There was a feeling of pity that tickled in his heart, when Shaka accidentally saw Jihan rubbing the corner of his eyes. Jihan may be crying, but hastily swiped so as not to be seen by Juna.
Shaka gulped as his throat felt choked. He was not a man without feelings who could not feel the sadness of others.
Although his demeanor was flat and cold, his heart was quite gentle.
1 hour passed. At exactly 9 pm, the lights outside the operating room went out, indicating the operation process was over. Before long a doctor came out and was soon on almost by Jihan and Juna.
"Doctor, how's our Mama's operation.?" An emergency flash emanated from the glare of Jihan's clear eyes.
"Alhamdulillah, the operation is smooth. The patient will be immediately transferred to the inpatient room."
"Alhamdulillah,," cried Jihan and Juna together. A happy and relieved hue was clearly on the faces of the two.
At the end there, Shaka also breathed a sigh of relief. The strapping man decided to approach Jihan who looked calm.
Shaka's arrival raises a question mark in Jihan's mind. Not informed, not invited too, suddenly already in sight with a paper bag bearing the logo of the famous bakery.
Shaka and Jihan only glanced at each other, before Shaka finally opened a chat with Juna.
"Have you eaten.?" Shaka asked the man in front of him.
Juna shook his head, he and his sister had tried dinner, but it was hard to just swallow food. Because a lot of thoughts ahead of the seconds of their Mama's operation. They both have no appetite.
"Fill his stomach, don't get sick. The operation was smooth, right.?" Shaka. The man seemed to know the cause of Juna not eating.
Shaka then handed the paper bag to Juna, then went to the hospital canteen to buy a drink.
Jihan could only look at Shaka's steady back that was getting away from the view. Such a nice guy, how could you think of playing with marriage.?
Jihan shook her head slowly, trying to shake off the strange thoughts that forced her in.
Whatever the reason Shaka asked her to marry him, Jihan would not bother him. Because in reality he also needs Shaka's money.
...******...
Jihan came out of her mother's hospital room after making sure the mother was fine even though she was unconscious.
Outside the room was Shaka, sitting alone in a long chair. He stared flat at the approaching Jihan and sat down next to her.
"Thank you very much Mr. Shaka. Actually I don't mind Mama being put in a regular room." Jihan said to Shaka's kindness because she had provided a VIP room for her mother.
"I told Mama, so just keep her thanks." Answer's flat.
"Yes, I'll thank him too." Jihan reviewed a thin smile, yet still looked sweet.
"I'll go home first." Shaka stood up from his seat, followed by Jihan who stood up to bow politely.
"Thank you again, sir." Jihan said sincerely.
Just so I was Shaka's interaction with Jihan. Both look foreign and there is no chemistry at all, even though they will get married soon.
...******...
A bright morning, as bright as the faces of Jihan and Juna when looking at the tough woman in front of them. Nature seems to accompany the happiness of a small family in the VIP room of hospital inpatient. Do'a two children were granted, hope to see Mama healthy again has been realized.
Gratitude unceasingly expressed in Jihan's heart.
After this he will thank Shaka. Thanks to money from Shaka, the operation can be done.
Jihan can't imagine if there's no help from Shaka. 200 Million money could not be in the hands of Jihan even though he decided to sell himself at that time.
With Shaka, Jihan can earn more money without having to sell her chastity.
"The cost of operation must be expensive, son.?" Lirih Goddess in the midst of happiness and haru enveloped her two children.
There is a heavy burden from the look of the eyes of the Goddess when she sees her daughter who is the backbone of the family. The cost of the operation is not cheap, it may have cost Jihan the entire savings.
Jihan shook her head quickly, breaking her mother. Because Jihan does not want the operating costs that burden the mind of the mother.
"Half of it's on Mah's insurance cover." Kill Jihan.
"You don't need to think about the cost of surgery, which is important now that you are healthy and can gather again at home."
The goddess immediately believed her daughter's words. The middle-aged woman seemed to breathe a sigh of relief if indeed the cost of operation can be covered by insurance even if only half.
...******...
Meanwhile, in a luxurious mansion, Shaka spent almost 1 hour in the sports hall. The adult man never absent looking for sweat every holiday work. No wonder the muscles are beautifully formed. Make women captivated when seeing the beauty of perfect sculpture in certain parts.
The sweat was already pouring out on his body. Adding a sexy impression on the upper body that is not wrapped in clothes.
His breathing is increasingly hunting, Shaka ended his physical training while grabbing a small towel to wipe the sweat on the face and neck.
The wall clock shows at 7 a.m. Shaka went to his room to take a shower and breakfast after that.
After the shower, Shaka walked into the closet. In instead of a wardrobe that contains casual clothes.
The corner of his eye glanced at the black t-shirt bearing the famous brand that folded neatly.
Instantly Shaka's mind is drawn to the past. The shadow of the figure of someone giving the shirt flashed through his mind. Beautiful memory rotates one by one.
The real past is not over, but it must be overcome because it is blocked by distance and dreams that must be realized.
In the end, Shaka relented, leaving half of his heart to go to a far country. Only a piece of memory remains that sometimes still stop by, difficult to forget.
Or maybe Shaka deliberately let the memories rest in the recesses of his heart.
4 Years is not a short time. Sickness due to separation seems to give its own trauma to the man 30 years.
In the end Shaka has remained alone for 5 years since the breakup.
Either because no other figure has been able to attract his attention, or indeed Shaka is reluctant to open his heart to other women. Letting one name in the past still reign in his heart.