A Story of the Haram Child

Chapter 22 Worry

After being satisfied to calm down at Villa, Anarya intends to meet Daneela to immediately convey her intentions. However, just a few kilometers away from the city, Anarya's mind changed direction.

In the anxiety he felt, his small side of his heart pushed him back home. He had to solve the problem with Lasmi first, then just went to Daneela.

The car stopped a little far from home. Intentionally he did not go directly to a place that he thought was now a scourge for him. Anarya suddenly felt she needed a lot of oxygen for every breath she exhaled.

Several times he let out a heavy sigh, exhaling it strongly as if he wanted to take off all the burdens that constrict the mind.

"I have to do it, for Nesa's sake." Anarya tried to convince the establishment that began to falter, then drove her car into the yard of the house which was dominated by the light purple color.

With a doubtful step, Anarya entered the house she had left for a few days. Determination in his heart began to reorganize, rounding off the intention to divorce Lasmi.

"Dad," called Resti from inside the house as he poured into Anarya's arms.

"Where is he? Resti kangen Dad," said Resti who is now in Anarya's arms.

Anarya's heart trembled to hear the words of the little boy whom she had often ignored. It turned out that Resti had wanted his presence all along.

"Dad's got work to do, son. Resti knows that you're out of town a lot, right?"

"But why hasn't Resti's phone been picked up, Dad?"

Anarya. He thought as long as he left that call was Lasmi, not Resti. Guilt teased the side of his little heart as a father. He should not ignore Resti, a toddler who still needs affection from him.

"I'm sorry, Dad, huh? I'm too busy, so I can't get a call from my beautiful son." Anarya tried to entertain Resti who was still moping.

"Dad don't go again, yeah. Resti's afraid that mom's why-why, Dad."

"Mom's fine, isn't she?"

"Mom won't eat, Dad. Bik Sanah every day here to deliver food for Mom and Resti. But ... I still don't want to eat."

"Let me persuade Mom to eat. Resti's been eating yet?"

"Yet, Dad. Oh yeah, Dad. Nesa, why wasn't she invited home?"

"Dad can't pick up Nesa, baby."

"Then, we'll pick up Nesa's sister together, Dad. Resti also miss with sister Nesa."

"Yes, Honey. Later if I look up to Kak Nesa, I promise I will take Resti there."

"Promise?" Resti gave her pinky.

"Promise for Daddy's beautiful son," Anarya replied as she hooked Resti's little pinkie.

"Dad, Resti's hungry. Follow Resti eat, yes. Resti wants to be bribed Dad," Pinta Resti with a pleading gaze.

Anarya smiled, then nodded and brought Resti inside towards the dining table. There was a sense of unbearability infiltrated in Anarya's heart when bribing bribes for bribes.

'He is also my son, how can I leave him?' He gently rubbed the top of the second daughter's head from his marriage to Lasmi.

'The woman is also pregnant. If I leave it the same way I left my two children. What kind of father am I?' Anarya still continued to curse in the heart, her stance began to waver again.

'Ah, but Lasmi made a big mistake. She could not be a good mother to Nesa, ' she denied the other side of her little heart.

For him, Lasmi's mistake was not a small mistake, but it was already fatal. The woman he hoped to be a mother who could give love to Nesa, actually made her daughter's life like hell.

It never crossed his mind all this time to look for another woman other than Lasmi, the woman of his mother's choice. The woman who was considered a savior for the economy of the Bramantyo family who at that time was almost bankrupt.

Lasmi to Bu Bramantyo was the helper goddess, but to Anaryo ... Lasmi is a test of patience. He could not imagine how Nesa had received a lot of pressure from Lasmi and Bu Bram during this time. That little girl is so innocent.

The inner war began to ambush and rage in Anarya's heart. The determination is now in full consideration, between remaining a good father to Resti and the baby in the womb Lasmi or Daneela for the happiness of Nesa.

"Mas." A hug came to Anarya's back, making her daydream crumble.

"Depart, Lasmi." Anarya tried to let go, but Lasmi even tightened her embrace.

"I can't let you go. Until whenever I will not let you go," Lasmi said as her head leaned spoiled on the nape of Anarya.

Anarya violently slammed into Lasmi's body, then stood up to reverse the body. He saw Lasmi who was stranded on the floor while holding her flat stomach.

"Feed yourself first, yes. I want to rest" Anarya said, stroking Resti's head.

Without waiting for an answer, Anarya breezed towards the room and locked herself up. He ignored Lasmi's screams that repeatedly pleaded.

Anarya's mind, which had been steady to leave Lasmi, was now full of consideration. There's Resti who needs him, there's an innocent baby candidate. How could he punish those children?

His conscience keeps talking about his responsibilities as a father. Can he sacrifice children's happiness just for the sake of ego to get happiness?

And what about Nesa? He had indeed found happiness with Daneela, but unwillingness to let Nesa rage in Anarya's heart. He felt almost dead when he knew he had to lose his life support.

"Aragh!" yelled Anarya while grabbing hair with both hands, all tastes filled the heart space and also his head that seemed almost broken.

"I have to decide right now" Anarya muttered.

He stepped towards the door. Her net was shocked when she found Lasmi limping on the floor, while Resti was crying beside her mother.

"Official .. wake Lasmi." Anarya patted Lasmi on the cheek, but there was no response.

Panic enveloped Anarya's mind, immediately she lifted Lasmi's body towards the car and took her to the hospital. Tangis Resti who roared added Anarya was increasingly confused.

"Restim not to cry, take care of Mom. We're taking Mom to the doctor."

"Restim be afraid, Dad."

"Resti don't have to be afraid, I'm fine. Now shut up, let me focus on driving," persuaded Anarya who was greeted with a nod from the little boy. Resti according, although still sobbing he tried to hold back the crying.

Twenty-five minutes later Anarya's car entered in front of the hospital's ER. In a hurry he lifted the body of Lasmi who was still lying down. Some officers came to help.

Before long the infusion and oxygen hose have been installed. Netra Lasmi slowly opened.

"Mas ... I beg you never to stay with me," Lasmi's cry broke out. He grabbed Anarya's fingers and grabbed her.

"Already, Lasmi. Don't think about it. Now all that matters is your health."

"No, Mas. Only your answer can make me recover."

Silent. Anarya's tongue was faint, her lips tightly locked.

"Please promise, you'll never leave me, Mom." Spotlight netra Lasmi increasingly clear.

Anarya stroked her head while nodding, "rest first. I will see the doctor" he said, who was greeted with a happy smile Lasmi.

Anarya stepped out, not heading to the doctor's room, but out of the hospital. I don't know .. that step is now gamang. Worry crawled his heart.

"Pak Karmin, take Bik Sanah to the hospital. Please tell Lasmi to take care. Right now," Anarya commands via a cellular connection.

After closing the conversation, Anarya took Resti to the car. Intention to see a doctor he broke down. For him now, meeting Daneela was the most important thing.

"Dad, where are we going?"

"We'll pick you up, Sister Nesa. Later the trip is far away, Resti just sleep in the middle seat, huh?"

"Yes, Dad." Resti nodded, according to him when Anarya opened the car door and declared the car seat into a bed that was enough for her tiny body.

'Daneela .. I'll come to ask you, for Nesa's sake.' Little heart Anarya tried to solidify the intention before he finally drove the car to the hope he wanted to pick up, although throughout his inner journey tried to brush off every worry that just kept popping from the bottom of the heart.