A Story of the Haram Child

Part 34 Anarya's Request

About thirty minutes drive by four-wheeled vehicle to get to the hospital. Nessa who is impatient to meet her sister, when she arrived at the parking area she immediately went down and took a white plastic containing a cardboard with the filling of her favorite cake.

After saying goodbye to Daneela, the little leg cheerfully stepped into the hospital, his right hand holding the fingers of Anarya leaving the woman with a plan of her own.

"Assalamu'alaikum ..." said Nessa greeting when opening the door of the hospital room.

There was a small netra immediately sparkling when he saw who was coming. Nessa immediately hugged Resti who was still sitting enjoying pieces of melon.

The meeting of brothers is so moving. The two are separated due to the conflict of both parents, very longing to play together. The warm embrace as a relief of such a deep longing.

"Dek Resti is better?" nessa asked gently as she stroked her sister's cheek.

"Yes, Brother. The doctor said tomorrow we can go home." Both eyes are getting brighter.

"This is my brother bringing his favorite layer cake Dek Resti, chocolate donuts are also there." Nessa's hand opened the cardboard and showed me the contents of the food she was carrying.

"I want a layer cake first, brother." Without waiting to be taken, Resti's hand immediately grabbed the layer cake and bit it with great pleasure.

Nessa and Anarya smiled at Resti who was so happy with their presence. But not for Lasmi. The look of the eyes full of malice was still implied when looking at Nessa.

"Nessa, please wait for Dek Resti, okay? Father and mother Lasmi want to see a doctor first."

"Yes, Dad." Nessa nodded obediently.

"We go to the doctor now" Anarya took to Lasmi.

"For what?"

"We're talking outside. Now just follow me," said Anarya did not want to be denied.

Anarya stepped out followed by Lasmi. "Why are we seeing a doctor, Mas?" lasmi asked after the outside.

"We have to ask why Resti's blood type can be different from his father and mother," Anarya replied without stopping the step.

Lasmi tries to teach Anarya steps. "That means you doubt Resti as your son?"

"Yes, who knows it's the result of your dark relationship with Yoga."

"Mas!" lasmi shouted while blocking Anarya's arm and trying to stop the man's steps.

"Have you hurt me enough, and now you want to accuse me of cheating?" Lasmi's index finger pointed at Anarya's face, seeming annoyance so real in the spotlight of her net.

"I'm not accusing you, but Yoga still sees you when you're married to me."

"But I always dodged, I prefer you over him!"

"Official, now let's go see a doctor. There are many possibilities that could have happened, maybe our baby was switched or indeed it was our baby but not my seed. It could be, right, all possible?"

"You're too much, Mas!"

"Here you go, let's go see the doctor first." Anarya ignored Lasmi who was holding back her emotions, she continued to move back to the doctor's room which was currently handling Resti.

In a white-painted room, a young doctor sat down. After sitting down, Anarya conveyed the meaning of his arrival.

The sweet friendly smile of the young doctor expanded, as if he understood the uneasiness of the man before him. "Look, Mr. Narya. Blood type is derived from the nature of the blood, homogeneous or heterogeneous."

"That's, Doc?" Anarya still did not understand.

"Look, Sir. In Mendel's law the genes of parents who have blood types A and B can degrade the genes of blood types A, B, AB, and O."

"Kok, can?"

"Heterogenzygous properties that affect it. So, do not be surprised if the daughter of Mr. Anarya different blood type."

Anarya was troubled, there was little regret for doubting her own flesh and blood. But he was still not satisfied, until finally he thought to do a DNA test.

"I'd like to do a DNA test, Doc. I need to know exactly who the biological father of the child is."

"Mas! You really are overdue! Resti it's your son, your flesh and blood!" Lasmi was unable to hold back her emotions anymore.

"alright, Sir. Mr. Narya can use Resti's hair and your own hair for DNA tests, then the officer will take him to the laboratory and check it, the results will come out after one to two weeks."

Anarya agrees with the doctor and agrees to all procedures including DNA test administration fees. After all, Anarya said goodbye and was followed by Lasmi.

Both of them came out of the doctor's room without realizing that there was an ear that had eavesdropped behind the door that was not tightly closed. Seeing Anarya and Lasmi coming out, Daneela hurriedly hid.

After knowing the whole conversation Anarya had with the doctor, Daneela was confused. Don't know what he's gonna tell Lasmi to ask him not to do anything anymore.

Daneela stalks back Anarya and Lasmi steps. This time he found it difficult to meet Lasmi without being seen by Anarya. "Do I have to go to Lasmi and tell all the uneg-unegs who are pushing this?" Daneela murmured behind her hideout.

From a close distance he can see the fierce debate still going on between Anarya and Lasmi. Lasmi feels unacceptable to what Anarya is doing, while Anarya tries to force Lasmi to be frank about Yoga.

"Let your voice down, Lasmi! It's in the hospital." Anarya snapped when she found Lasmi who was more emotional because she did not discuss the complaints made by Lasmi earlier.

Lasmi is now sobbing and no longer able to withstand all the feelings that are so pressing on the mind. The arrogance he had been showing, this time was melting like a melting iceberg.

"Three years I begged for your love and fought for you, until I finally got married to you. I thought that marriage of five years would make your heart really touched and realize how great this love is. But, in fact you are too evil, Mas."

"From the beginning the way you loved me was wrong, Lasmi. Your love becomes an obsession that makes you justify various ways."

"What if I were a good person would you fall in love with me? Can Daneesa's position be shifted by me?"

"Why silence? You can't guarantee anything, Anarya. Even though I was born as an angelic hearted woman, I don't think your heart will be touched. So, what am I doing good for?"

"Official, we'll solve our problems. I just want to live quietly."

"You can live quietly with that man's husband's woman! While me? I have to accept all this pain. It's not fair, Anarya .. hiks, hiks, hiks ...." Lasmi again sobbed, the sadness that appeared in the look of her face and crying was so heartbreaking.

"Official, I'm sorry. But please don't call Daneela a snatch of people's husbands, she never took me from you. Our home is destroyed because of you." Anarya is still trying to revive Lasmi from her mistake.

"I know I was wrong to not take Nessa well. But you also have to remember why I got that way, your attitude that caused me to be a cruel stepmother. If you give me your heart, I don't have to be evil."

"Now change, Lasmi. For Resti's sake, he's your real son. Bless the child born from your womb, so it's inappropriate if you torture him."

Lasmi was stunned, she wiped the tears that soaked the netra. Now that a sharp gaze hit him pointed right at the lens of Anarya's eyes, there was a flash of anger and resentment still left there.

"Do you still care about Resti?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"If you care, why do you still doubt him as your son?" Lasmi's question was so striking, making Anarya a little confused to answer.

"You care nothing but the bliss of that bastard, Narya. He is your priority!" The words of emphasis made Anarya increasingly unable to evade, because all this time he was more concerned with the happiness of Nessa than others.

"And I'm sure you married Daneela not out of love, but for the sake of the bastard. You will never be able to erase the shadow of Daneesa, so you marry that stupid woman."

"Take care of your words, Lasmi. You know why I prefer Daneela to you?"

"Because women are stupid! He can accept you living in the shadow of the past!"

"You're wrong! Daneela is different from you. She can be a good mother to Nessa, she can give genuine affection to an innocent child like Nessa."

"Whatever! I don't care about it!"

"Because you only care about your obsession, and this time you won't be able to use Resti to bring me back. Once again you torture Resti, don't blame me for being forced to report to the police." Anarya seemed to lose her patience, she was forced to issue a threatening sentence so that Lasmi thought again.

The feud finally stopped. Lasmi who felt that there was no choice could only show an annoyed face without being able to reply again. He stomped his foot, then went into the inpatient room. How many minutes followed by Anarya who came in to take Nessa home.

"Beautiful, Nessa's father and sister went home first, huh?"

"But I promise you, tomorrow we'll be back to take Resti home, okay, Dad?"

"Yes, honey." Anarya's hand stroked the top of the little girl's head, then landed a kiss on Resti's tiny face.

The separation of the two boys left a happy smile, the time Anarya gave to give up longing seemed to be enough to treat their kangen.

Lasmi's indifferent attitude towards Nessa did not affect the happiness that the little boy felt, as if he was used to Lasmi's treatment.

Daneela, who was still trying to eavesdrop on the conversation, rushed aside to find out that Anarya and Nessa were going to come out. He returned to hiding to be invisible to them.

Arriving at the parking lot, Anarya did not find Daneela. He circulated the look of looking for a woman who was similar to the figure in the past.

"Mama, what, nothing, Dad?"

"Yes. Nessa got in the car first, I'm trying to find."

"Not to be sought, Dad. It's Mama!" Nessa pointed towards the maroon-red dress woman carrying the plastic.

"Where are you, Yang?"

"From the canteen, Mas. Thirsty, so find the seger-seger one. Nih, Mama also bought Nessa's favorite avocado juice." Daneela handed a cup of juice to Nessa with a smile.

"Yes, let's go in. Let's just go home," Anarya asked.

"Not come by?"

"Mas tired, want to just take a break."

Hearing that, Daneela immediately took Nessa into the car. He knew that the man in front of him was tired of thought. If he used to be haunted by guilt towards Daneesa, now the man is faced with a situation that is so difficult.

"How'd the doctor say, Mas?" daneela asked, because she knew the answer.

"But asked for a DNA test. That DNA test result would be the only answer to determine the next step."

"Does Mas Narya have any plans to ask for Resti's custody?"

"It looks like it's better .. You don't mind if Resti's with us, right?"

"Of course not, Mum."

"Thank you, honey." Anarya clasped Daneela's fingers tightly, she felt lucky to get such an understanding woman.

Still with a fluffy smile, Anarya's hands began to advance her four-wheeled vehicle. Although there is a turmoil that crawls the heart and mind, but the existence of Daneela is able to make it more comfortable.

The belief in the power of love is so great that he does not have to worry about the presence of Lasmi who is still trying to ruin his happiness.

Anarya did not want to take a headache anymore, he did not want sedu sedan Lasmi melt his stance. It is better to be considered a man who has no heart than to be caught in the trap of the charade of the crafty woman.

After all, the heart cannot be forced, as hard as it is forced then there is heartache.