A Story of the Haram Child
Chapter 29 The Choice of Heart
Anarya was stunned, she could only look at Daneela's back which then disappeared from behind the door. The sigh holding thousands of heart-stoning wounds was truly so desperate.
Slowly he entered the room. He smiled when he found his little daughter sound asleep in the contest. He gently stroked Nesa's calm face in his dream.
"From Dad is beautiful." The smile returned.
"Dad will pray and keep trying for your happiness, son. This is Father's penance to your Mama."
Anarya returned to the wheelchair to take the water. He felt so tired and eager to hand over all the decisions to his Lord, where he offered prayer temples.
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Meanwhile, Daneela who was sleeping in the guest room was engulfed in anxiety. He was like standing between a precipitous abyss that was ready to swallow when one stepped.
Such a strong desire to make his only nephew happy filled the heart cavity, but on the other hand, the pain of knowing that his brother died as a result of the mother of the man who was going to marry him was truly unforgivable.
"Daneesa, what should I do?"
"Do what you think is good, Neela."
Daneesa was aghast when she heard a voice, she tried to circulate her gaze across the room. Suddenly a dazzling white glow shone his body somewhere he had never seen.
"Daneesa?" Netra Daneela watched her twin sister play her feet on the edge of the lake.
"Come here."
Daneela hesitantly stepped foot. He was not sure what he saw was Daneesa.
"Hurry up, Lala."
"You ... You're really Daneesa?" Once again Daneela was made flabbergasted because the woman in the white dress knew her little name.
"Who do you think I am?" Daneesa smiled knot.
"Oh, come here quickly. Sit with me and I'll tell you what I want."
Daneela approached and sat down beside Daneesa who was still playing with water.
"Lala, you know I'm happy here?"
Daneela looked back at Daneesa's face. It was very desirable that he found the answer to every question that had filled the space he thought.
"Don't blame anyone else. Every event has become a written line of destiny."
"I died giving birth to my little daughter. However, look .. I got all this. I'm happy here. It's just that I can't smile when I see Mama and you who continue to struggle with grief."
Daneela was still silent. His gaze now roamed every inch of the new place he had visited this time.
"I want you to do something for me. Make my daughter happy and Mama smile back to enjoying her old age."
"What do you mean I should marry Anarya?" Daneela scrunched her forehead.
"Ask your little heart how you will fulfill my request. Now go back."
"What do you mean?"
Daneesa only gave a meaningful smile. Daneela asked again, the white light pulled back.
"Daneesa, answer me!" Shouted Daneela, along with that he woke up from his dream.
Panting he woke up from sleep, then went out of the room to get drinking water.
"Not slept?" A voice surprised Daneela who was pouring water into a glass.
"It has. It's just that waking up because Daneesa da-" Daneela did not continue her sentence, she felt stupid to tell her dream.
"Daneesa?"
"Daneela, please don't go."
Daneela stared fixedly at the man who was begging her. A moment later he continued drinking and downing the water in the glass.
"I beg for my daughter. I'll get rid of all my pride to rest in front of you if it makes you grant my request."
"What about Lasmi?"
"I'll divorce her."
"Have you forgotten she's pregnant?"
"Yes, I know."
"Aren't you thinking about Resti and the future baby in Lasmi's womb?"
"I will remain responsible as a father. Right now I just want to make up for every mistake I've made in the past, especially my sin against Nesa for letting Lasmi be bad to her."
"Are you sure you'll be able to live with me without the shadow of your past?"
"Daneesa was the first woman to reign in my heart. Please give me time and opportunity."
"Alright, Narya. For the sake of Nesa and my mother I will. Take care of your divorce with Lasmi, after that we get married."
"We can get married without waiting for the divorce."
"I don't want anyone else to think of me as a snatch on people's husbands."
"Alright if that's what you want."
Daneela smiled, she leaned towards Anarya's face. The light of the net twinkle is full of meaning as if answering Anarya's doubts.
"I'm ready to be your wife, now sleep well."
"Don't change again" Anarya's pinta answered only with a Daneela smile.
"Tomorrow I want to see you cook for me" Anarya continued.
Daneela just gave an 'OK' gesture with her finger. He again stepped into the room, leaving Anarya who was cheering with joy.
Behind the door Daneela smiled happily. He felt this was the path he had to take for the sake of Nesa and her mother.
The next day the atmosphere had returned full of laughter at the dinner table. Daneela cooked a special fried rice to fulfill Anarya's request.
Ms. Bramantyo, who was previously anxious, is now overwhelmed with happiness after learning that Daneela forgives her and is willing to marry Anarya.
The smile of the little angel was perfect, removing all the wounds he had received.
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Meanwhile, in the other part of the night. In a green-walled room, a woman was sitting on her knees in the middle of a white-washed contest.
There were thousands of wounds that stabbed the heart, until several times he had to wipe the fallen clear grain. I do not know how many times the lips mention the name Anarya in each breath.
Yes, he's Lasmi. A woman who is so obsessed with having the love of Anarya, to the heart of doing evil to get rid of Daneesa. Confidence he will be able to have the body of Anarya so strong, no matter what right or wrong he did.
Now he can only cry over everything. What he fought for alone had to end just like that, leaving behind a lot of hurt and solitude.
This is what he had to pay, maybe now Daneesa was laughing at him because in the end the crafty thorn-hearted woman had received punishment from nature. Crying as an outpouring of pain will be present in every loneliness.
Lasmi, he has lost. Lose in achieving the crazy obsession that he forced without thinking about the many hearts and feelings that were hurt by his actions. Farewell to Anarya he must accept because the hope of returning has been sealed.
Miris, he had to take off the man he loved so much when there was a baby in his womb. In Lasmi's mind crossed how later his children would grow up without the presence of a father.
"Is this karma for what I do?" his murmur was full of regret accompanied by tears flowing down the river.
