A Story of the Haram Child

Chapter 20 New Powers

Anarya stared at the dark sky studded with starlight through the glass wall in the space full of memories. There's a feeling he wants to put there. The mind drifts away to reach everything it wants in a heart that it cannot hold.

Every breath was a deep sense of regret. Many of his wounds have been inflicted on the Daneesa family in the past. Now comes the desire to be part of the family.

'Is it possible that Daneela and Bu Rani will be willing to accept my presence after the many tears I have created for them?' ask Anarya in her heart while rubbing her face, then sit on the side of the bed.

"But I want my little Nesa to have complete affection. I have to thicken my face and dare to come to Daneela," muttered Anarya steadily.

"But ... What if Daneela refuses?" Back to worry in Anarya's heart.

Silent.

The night wind gently blew a bone-piercing chill. Anarya held both hands together and held my knees together. The blanket that he had left earlier, had now closed part of his body.

Anarya's gaze was still on the window glass that she had not closed the curtain. The heart continues to rage, the anxiety that penetrates the heart is so disturbing. Between continuing the intention or having to give up the situation, between holding shame with courage or bowing the head of the losing sign and soon passing from the life of Daneela and Nesa, her daughter.

Drrtt .. drrtt .. drttt ....

Flat objects that he had not touched all day now vibrated many times. He lazily grabbed the thing with his right hand.

Dozens of chat notifications and missed calls appear on the green phone logo application.

[Mas, where are you?] The sound of one of the incoming messages, after twenty-three missed calls from Lasmi.

Anarya. He looked at the message with nothingness. There is no sense in caring a bit about Lasmi. His patience had all along exceeded the threshold. He has also sacrificed feelings to be able to compromise with the destiny that is in line for him.

Anarya's view is back nanar, the dew on the net reappears. The pain that he felt so much right in the heart as if sharpening the heart.

[Mas, don't worry me.] Back a message came in, it seemed like Lasmi had not given up on persuading Anarya to return.

[Restust need you, he's your son too.]

[Mas must also remember, there is our baby who also needs your affection, Mas.]

Anarya. Shortness of return meets the chest cavity. Lasmi's pregnant. Yes, that fact really made his mind even more confused. How not? The woman he was about to divorce was pregnant with the woman's second child. If he continues to carry out his intentions towards Lasmi, then what about the baby?

Now, it feels like a crossroads. Standing up without being able to choose which path he would take. Each choice shows all the consequences that he must accept.

'Ah, why does she have to get pregnant?' the curse is in the heart while the fingers are pulling hair.

"Daneesa .. You see now? See how God punishes me?" tanya Anarya in a shout broke the silence of the night that crept the dawn while her gaze challenged the sky that began to show a orange tinge.

"I'm not wrong, Daneesa. Nope. I just want to love and have you whole. That's not the wrong thing. But it was circumstances that forced all this to happen!"

"Why don't you ask God to punish my mother? Why should I? Is he not to blame for all that befalls you?"

"Daneesa .. I can't take it anymore." Anarya's cry was getting broken, roaring like a child who lost a favorite toy.

I do not know how long Anarya dissolved in tears. As a man, his heart is very fragile when it comes to dealing with past love. He tried to calm himself down, after the tightness in the chest that he felt gradually disappeared he again dissolved in the dream that out flew into the clouds indefinitely.

Anarya's sight blurred as tears spilled. Tired approaching, he threw his body into the bed where for the first time he sipped the sweetness of love with Daneesa who was crazy because of the influence of stimulant drugs that he gave.

Just a few minutes he closed his eyes, he faintly saw a beam of light coming closer. The closer the eyes become. He was aghast as the light struck his body like lightning and pulled his body into a bottomless pit, as well as tossing the weakened body into another world. A world he had never met.

His net was circulating checking every inch of the first new place he peaked it. Step by foot began to step along the expanse of savanna that refreshes the sense of sight.

"Mortgage ...." Anarya was stunned when her eyeballs hit a figure she knew so well.

Yes, he only found Daneesa alone. The woman who always lived in her heart was playing on a swing with a long rope hanging on a large and towering tree.

Gurgling water in a pond that is quite wide as if it becomes therapy for a lonely heart. Blowing breeze caress long beautiful hair, presenting a floral scent that spoils the sense of smell.

Daneesa stopped the swing, with graceful steps she walked over to Anarya who was still standing staring at all with disbelief.

"Royalty, rest assured that all things will end happily." Daneesa's hand touched the soft cheek of Anarya who had not been able to move the body since.

"God chose the best path for you, even if it feels hard for you." Warmly Daneesa hugged Anarya's back from behind.

So real that Anarya felt, her girl was leaning her head on her shoulders. So close without distance. Anarya closed her eyes, enjoying every touch from the girl who continued to reign in her throne of love.

"Daneesa," said Anarya in the end after successfully gathering back the shale of power that some time vanished.

"Yes." Yeah."

"I want to be with you. Take me to heaven, tell God to take me."

"No, Anarya. There's still work for you. Finish your job."

"I can't take it anymore, Daneesa. Every second of my mind is slashed with every whack of punishment."

"That is not Anarya's punishment, but the risk you must take from every action."

"Yes, you're right."

"So, go back and finish it all. I'm with you, remember, I'm always with you." Daneesa's view seemed to give strength to Anarya.

"But I want to be with you."

Daneesa smiled, then both hands summarized the face of the man who was being hit by the turmoil.

"I'm always with you, Anarya. All this time I've been by your side. Believe me, God has outlined all this." Daneesa's beautiful smile continued to give coolness to Anarya's heart.

"Now go back, and make the right decision. Do not repeat the mistake a second time."

Not yet Anarya said again, the white light that had attracted him now shimmered and returned to bring his mind to the conscious. He woke up, sweat soaking in a body wrapped in a jacket and blanket.

The morning sunlight entering through the glass window broke right on Anarya's face, forcing Anarya to blink the net several times to adjust the intensity of the light.

He's dumbstruck. Already several times Daneesa present in every dream and also daydreams. Is this a sign that Daneesa has never left her?

"Yes, I will finish it all, Daneesa," Anarya muttered with confidence. He got up and cleaned himself up. Once ready, he steadily stepped out of the room.

This time his footsteps were so light, as if he had the strength to go to Daneela.