A Story of the Haram Child

Part 37 Karma

Daneesa who was busy with thoughts about Lasmi's condition, did not realize that Anarya had called her name many times. He noticed that the man's hand was patting his cheek.

"Why are you, Yang?"

"A-i-it ... Lasmi, Mommy."

"Official why?"

"He just ran there." Daneela pointed towards Lasmi missing from sight.

Just as Anarya was following Daneela's index finger, a man appeared carrying Lasmi's body. He was shocked and panicked to call the nurses and doctors.

The nurse quickly prepared the patient's bed and took Lasmi's limp body to the emergency room. From a distance, Anarya saw that there was blood on Lasmi's leg.

"Inter, Yang. You take care of the kids, I want to see Lasmi's condition because I saw blood on her leg."

Without waiting for approval from Daneela, Anarya hurriedly stepped foot towards the space where Lasmi got the handling. In front of the room stood the figure of the man who had been carrying Lasmi's body. Anxiety rails were so clearly visible on that frayed face.

"Basic stupid man!" said the man rudely when he saw the arrival of Anarya, without saying stale he lay a raw bogem into the stomach of Anarya to make Anarya stagger.

Not even Anarya mastered the balance of his body, the man's burly hand firmly gripped the collar of Anarya's clothes. Anarya's body that lost big was pushed rough to stick to the wall.

"If anything happens to Lasmi, then you are responsible!"

"Who are you?" asked Anarya while trying to release the clutches of the burly man.

Not yet received an answer, a nurse came out. "Lasmi's Mother's Family!" call the nurse.

The instant the man let go of Anarya, he hurriedly approached towards the standing nurse. "Yes. Me, Sus. How's Lasmi doing?"

"Bu Lasmi is in critical condition, sir. Soon she has to have surgery to save her baby and mother. Miss Lasmi also needs a blood transfusion."

The nurse's explanation left Anarya and the man dumbfounded. However, concern was more apparent in the man who had not been known by name since.

"Please, do your best for Lasmi."

"Good, Sir. Please take care of the administration in advance and sign a letter of approval for the operation."

Without waiting for long, the man rushed to the administration to take care of everything. He left Anarya who was still stunned not to understand.

Lasmi finally went into the operating room. According to the doctor, he had severe bleeding so his condition did not allow for a normal birth. Plus her pregnancy is still far from the estimated day of birth.

Anarya recalled her conversation with the doctor who handled Lasmi earlier, the doctor said that Lasmi's psychiatric condition seemed to be being shaken. Even the doctor asked if Lasmi was in trouble.

Honestly, there was guilt tucked into Anarya's heart. She left Lasmi pregnant, but added with doubts about the clarity of Resti's biological father status. Did the matter really weigh on Lasmi?

"But why did Lasmi get to bleeding like that, huh?" gumam Anarya was curious.

"Then, who's the man who took her?" Anarya pinched her temple, she felt her head was dizzy.

"Mas, how's Lasmi doing?" Suddenly Daneela was already beside him, making him instantly turn his head.

"Which kids?" Netra Anarya tried to look behind Daneela.

"So I asked Mr. Kirman to pick them up and take them to my mom's house."

"Ooh ...."

"How is Lasmi?"

"He's still in the operating room, critical condition."

Daneela bit her lip, she was worried if anything happened to Lasmi. Whatever happened because Lasmi was afraid to see it. "Will Lasmi have the same fate as Daneesa?" unconsciously the sentence just slid.

Anarya who heard the voice looked up. "What do you mean, Yang?"

"Oh .. that, Mas .. ehm ... Lasmi."

"You said Lasmi would be the same fate as Daneesa. What's that supposed?"

"I mean ... ehm .. You remember, right, how Daneesa died?"

"You mean you wish Lasmi died like Daneesa?" Anarya did not think of Daneela's way of thinking.

"No, I mean Daneesa died of severe bleeding, too."

"Enough, Daneela. You don't deserve to talk like that. You are also a woman, you will get pregnant and give birth. Don't let the grudges in your heart rule your way of thinking."

Daneela. If only he knew how Lasmi pushed Daneesa down the stairs and bleeding to death.

Actually from the deepest heart of Daneela never willing to hear the story of Bu Bram. It's just that because now that Bu Bram has become in-laws let alone has also admitted to regret, then he forgave all the mistakes of the middle-aged woman.

"So who's the guy waiting for Lasmi in that operating room, Mas?" Daneela tried to divert the conversation.

"Eitherway. For sure he was furious when he knew Lasmi's condition like that. He beat me up."

"What?"

"Yes, suddenly hit me in the stomach."

"But it's okay, right?" Daneela was worried and tried to look at Anarya's stomach.

"It's okay, Yang."

Daneela looked at the man who was in an anxious state. Daneela took out her cell phone and photographed the man sitting quietly.

[Ma, know this guy, don't you?] type Daneela and send her to Bu Bram.

Not long to get back in. The emoticons were surprised as the first answer.

[Yoga .. she's Yoga, Lasmi's ex-boyfriend.]

As soon as Daneela's net was rounded, she could hardly believe that he was the man who loved Lasmi the most. Is Lasmi still related to Yoga?

It is only fair if Anarya doubts Resti and the child being conceived Lasmi. It turned out that the man was still in the evil woman's life.

[But ... Why not recognize the man, Ma?]

[Mom only knows about yoga. Where did you meet that man?]

"Who did you chat with, Yang?" tanya Anarya who saw Daneela was more busy with her dress.

"Here, chat with Mama. No fussy kids."

"Yet. Last time the phone just said ask permission to tell Mr. Kirman to pick up the kids."

"Yes, let me tell Mama later. That's your voice."

"Eh, yes."

"Who, how come, not lifted?"

"Mama." Daneela felt confused, she knew for sure that Ms. Bram would discuss Yoga.

"Elevated, Yang. Don't make Mama angry."

"Yes, Mom."

With Daneela forced to lift the call, but her brain turned around how to tell Ms. Bram that she could not talk about Yoga.

"Cummer, Ma. This is Anarya, Mama want to talk to her?"

As Daneela understood what she meant, Ms. Bram ended up closing the call.

[We talk through chat only.] So did Bu Bram's message at last.

[Yes, Mom. Yoga is in the hospital. For a moment I want to find a reason to stay away from Anarya.]

For a moment Daneela thought, she should immediately tell a story about Lasmi and Yoga to Bu Bram. From earlier there was a very disturbing thing, there was guilt because his actions made Lasmi like a mental disorder.

"Mas, I'm going to the toilet for a second, yeah."

"Non't you talk?"

"So when I picked up the conecting, I guess the signal again wasn't good."

"Try me to borrow the phone, let me call back."

Daneela is panicking. If the device is borrowed, how can he call Ms Bram?

"So, he said you were going to the toilet. Here's your HP." Anarya's hand took the flat object from Daneela's hand.

"Where is hp?"

"Dead."

The deg!

There's no reason for Daneela anymore. He is increasingly confused between staying to the toilet or maintaining a device so that Anarya does not use it.

"Yes, Daneela. Are you far from Anarya?" ask Bu Bram from the end of the call.

The diloudspeaker sound made Daneela stunned, especially Anarya. He frowned not understanding his mother's question.

"This is Anarya, Ma. Why should Daneela stay away from me, Ma? Is there something you're hiding?"

A moment later the atmosphere was silent. There was no response from Ms. Bram or Daneela. The sharp gaze that Anarya threw towards Daneela made the woman even more confused.

Anarya stood up, she approached and still held the device still on. "Obviously, what does Mama mean? You want to go to the toilet for an excuse?"

Daneela felt uncomfortable. He himself was confused what to say to Anarya.

"Anarya, Mama asked Daneela to stay away from you because Mama wanted to talk about ...."

"About what, Ma?"

"That's .. about why you doubted Resti as your son. Daneela just wondered why you got that."

"Why didn't Daneela ask me?"

"He's afraid of offending you, Narya."

"Yes Allah .. alright, Ma. Narya'll call again." Without waiting for an answer from Bu Bram, Anarya closed the call.

Looks like Daneela swallowed saliva. A relieved face was implied in the look of his eyes. It turned out that Bu Bram was indeed reliable, quickly and responsibly gave an excuse so that Anarya was not suspicious.

"Call Mama now, and stay away from me" Anarya ordered as she gave Daneela a device.

"Sorry, Mom."

"That's gone there."

"As angry?"

"No. Make what angry." Anarya passed away leaving Daneela, feeling that something was indeed being hidden by his wife and mother.

Many times Daneela called, but she still ignored him. "Where is Mas Narya going?" Daneela tries to teach her husband steps.

"Back home!"

"Aren't you waiting for Lasmi to finish the operation?"

"No. My head's dizzy!"

Daneela's out of words. He chose silence and followed Anarya who was walking towards the car. There was no talk all the way.

"Lho, Mas .. This is not the way to our house," said Daneela when she found out Anarya did not pass the usual path.

"Tonight we sleep at Mama's house" Anarya replied coldly.

"But ...."

"The kids are there, right?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yes already. Why don't we go home if the kids aren't there."

Daneela could only obey without being able to refute her husband's words. Just this time he saw an angry Anarya, just silently unwilling to speak. Anarya's attitude actually makes Daneela wrong.

'Ah, maybe there's a point tonight sleeping at Mama's house. So, I could speak more freely.' Daneela murmured inwardly, she sighed slowly.

Anarya only glanced at the woman next to her with the corner of an eye. 'I'm sure you'll talk to Mama a lot. I must know what you are really hiding, ' whispered Anarya.

It turns out they each have their own intentions. Daneela had no idea what Anarya would do next.