A Story of the Haram Child

Part 39 Lasmi Repent

This morning Daneela woke up earlier, rather she did not sleep well because the mind was filled with guilt drifting out of nowhere. Regretting what he did he could not just erase it.

Daneela was restless last night because Anarya was cold, the man's anger was really overflowing with a thousand languages. Anarya's attitude actually makes Daneela confused about what to do to make her husband talk again.

After the dawn prayer, Anarya had finished tidying herself up. The smell of soap after bathing is so fresh is smelled by the sense of smell. This morning he was wearing black jeans and a navy blue t-shirt.

"Morning is neat, Mas. Where is Mas Narya going?" daneela could not stand it anymore because she saw her husband was so neat.

"There's business for a while" Anarya replied without turning her head, she combed her hair while looking in the mirror.

"You're going to the hospital again?"

Anarya stopped the hand that was still combing. He took a slow breath, then stared fixedly at the worried-looking woman. With a slow step, Anarya's feet stepped closer to Daneela who was still sitting on the bed.

He took the hand of the woman he loved so much, "I have to finish everything I started. So, I'm asking you to stay quiet here looking after the kids. I'll be back once everything's settled."

"But, Mas ...."

"Trust me. What you do is my responsibility because you are my wife."

"I'm sorry, Mas .. a-I .. just ...."

"Stt ...." Anarya stuck her index finger to Daneela's lips, "You're now taking care of the kids. Can you?"

"Good, Mas. But, please don't be mad at me anymore."

Anarya smiled at Daneela who was still overwhelmed with anxiety. Anarya's clenched hand grabbed the woman's head in front of her, then she landed a warm kiss.

"Thank you, Mom."

"promise, Daneela. Never change like them. Remain my Daneel who has the heart of an angel" pinta Anarya while tightening her arms.

Daneela was moved, only able to nod her head without being able to say a word.

With a sad view, Daneela finally let go of Anarya. He tried to be sure of the decision made by the man he once considered the enemy.

While breezing through the living room, Anarya passed by Bu Bram who had just finished watering his favorite bonsai plant.

"Anarya go first, Ma. Nitip Daneela and the kids, they let him stay here until Narya gets home."

"Where are you going?"

Anarya just smiled, she was reluctant to answer the question of the woman who had destroyed her whole dream. "Yes, Ma .. please, don't teach Daneela to be evil, yeah!"

"You mean?" Bu Bram's face flushed.

"Mama must know what I mean. Yes, already ... Anarya left first." Anarya immediately grabbed the hand of the woman who was still holding back the anger, kissed the back of her hand then rushed away.

Bu Bram could not prevent Anarya passed, he was only able to resist the frustration because the words of the child who was actually a favorite son but the wrong way in loving.

Anarya drove the car towards the hospital to pick up Lasmi. His heart and feelings are now more relieved, all problems have found the end of the solution. This time he went to the hospital in addition to picking up Lasmi, he will also take the results of a DNA test that will prove who the child really is Resti.

The long step after getting off the car he swings towards the doctor's room, can't wait to see the results of DNA tests between him and Resti. There was hope that the child was his flesh and blood, but on the other hand he was still doubtful of that hope.

He slowly pulled the paper in a white envelope, momentarily sighing deeply. In his heart he prayed that he would be able to accept the fact that all this time Lasmi lied about Resti.

"Please open, Mr. Anarya."

"Yes, Doc."

Anarya's hands trembled slightly. There was too much pain he felt. The bitterness for the sake of bitterness coloring every story of his life so far. The loss of Daneesa caused him to have to bear the guilt of not being able to take care of him.

Years and years of harsh realities smashed all hope, and there was no hope left in his mind.

"Mr Anarya."

"Eh .. Yes, Doc!" Once again Anarya flinched from the daydream.

Without a second thought, his hand immediately unfolded the paper. An instantaneous view when reading the final results of the DNA test.

"Sorry, Doc. What does this mean?"

"The result is as stated there, Mr. Narya."

"So, Resti's not my son?"

The young doctor only nodded with a faint smile in response to Anarya's question which was certainly in shock with the reality she now had to accept. Over the years with Lasmi, lie after lie has been created by the cynical and cunning woman.

"Well, Doc .. I say goodbye. Thanks."

"Together, Mr. Narya."

Anarya lunglai steps when out of the room. He leaned the seemingly boneless body against the wall, repeatedly inhaling to neutralize all the raging flavors.

Anarya's efforts failed, just to calm the heart he was unable to. The pain of being torn to shreds by a thousand lies radiates to every corner of the heart chamber.

As if the sky had collapsed on the body, a crushing blow seemed to hit the heart. He wanted to feel angry and berated Lasmi, but he had to try to withstand all the outpouring of anger.

Anarya was sitting on the floor, she clasped both hands to her face. "Yes Allah .. help the servant to be stronger so that all these problems are quickly resolved."

"alright. I'll hide the results of this DNA test from anyone. I'll find out for myself who Resti's biological father is. I'm sure I'll be able to find that guy." Finally Anarya made a decision after some time of thinking.

"Now I have to settle things with Lasmi. Making Lasmi change for the better and realizing his mistake is the most important thing. At least he won't interfere with my life with Daneela."

As if finding new strength, Anarya tried to rise up. The expanse of the future with Daneela and Nessa is beautifully titled without Lasmi's interference. That was his greatest wish at this moment.

Anarya immediately stored the DNA test results into a jacket pocket. His steps rushed towards the room where Lasmi was being treated. When he arrived at the door, he immediately changed his facial expression so that Lasmi did not suspect what was going on with him.

Hearing the voice of the man who once drove her crazy, Lasmi turned her head and threw a smile. "Already, Mas. I tried calling you but it wasn't picked up."

"Oh, that's .. My phone missed in the car. Yes, let's go. I've completed the administration, right?"

Lasmi nodded, then she followed Anarya who had taken the bag containing her change of clothes and walked out of the hospital room towards the parking lot.

"We're going straight to eat Daneela?" lasmi asked as he got into the car.

"Yes. We will buy flowers on the street. After that we go to Bu Rani, Daneela's mother."

"To Bu Rani? No, no, no. .. I'm afraid I'll have to see Ms. Rani."

"Why?"

"I'm not ready, Mom."

Anarya tried to smile. "Official, you if you want to repent do not giggle. I'll take you there." Anarya tried to strengthen the doubtful Lasmi.

"Let off now, huh?" tanya Anarya asked for Lasmi's approval again.

"Don't you hate me, Mom?"

Back Anarya had to keep smiling to make Lasmi not change her mind. He must be as good as possible to maintain the attitude so that his plan runs smoothly to the goal.

"Official, we forget everything that ever happened. Now we look to the future. You deserve to be happy even if it's not with me, you have to be sure of that." Anarya was still trying to convince the woman who had made up many of those lies.

"Thank you, Mom. I'm sorry that I've been making you lose so many meaningful dreams." Lasmi lowered her head, there was a clear grain that fell on the back of her hand.

"I'm sorry, Mas. For God's sake, I'm sorry I've been a bad woman. I really want to repent .. hiks .. hiks ... hiks ..." Lasmi's cry broke, regret after regret made a tightness in the chest.

"That's it, Lasmi." Anarya's hand stroked the shoulder of the woman who was dissolving in regret.

"Official, we're leaving now, yes. Let's not be bad, okay?"

"promise, Mommy. You'll never hate me."

"Yes. Promise not to hate. I'm sorry for all your mistakes. We're leaving, yeah." Without waiting for Lasmi's approval again, Anarya began to step on the gas and drove the four-wheeled vehicle to go to the tomb of Daneela.

Along the way, not much talk was said. Only occasionally did Lasmi stare at the man who was still filling the space of her heart, there was a sense of unrequitedness to take off. However, he no longer had the power to maintain what he wanted.

Lasmi realized that what she had been fighting for all this time had to end with no results. It is true Anarya said that the heart cannot be forced. The love that turned Lasmi into a woman full of obsession. He cannot accept being rejected by the man he loves.

In the middle of the daydream, tetiba Lasmi remembers something. "Mas, what about the DNA test results? Already out?"

"W-what?" Anarya stuttered because she was not ready with Lasmi's question.

"DNA test results."

"Eeeh .. that ... I don't know yet."

"Lho, did Mas Narya not ask the doctor?"

"Mas hasn't had time. Later if all the business is done. Now we focus first on the tomb of Daneesa and on Bu Rani. After you apologize to them, we'll talk about Resti."

"Yes, Mum."

The atmosphere was silent again, only the sound of the roar of the car was heard. The corner of the net Anarya glanced towards Lasmi, he caught there was a very great concern.

Anarya knew very well what Lasmi was thinking. Maybe if only to the tomb of Daneesa is not too heavy for him, but to meet Bu Rani is certainly the most difficult thing because he is afraid to accept the wrath of the woman who lost a child Lasmi gegara.

Lasmi's concerns grew because he realized that the results of DNA tests were clearly going to be different. This means that Lasmi knows that Resti is not the son of Anarya.

"We're here, Lasmi. Down, yuk!"

Lasmi was just stunned. Doubt is approaching.

"Even silence?"

"Maas ...."

"Official, we've arrived. Don't delay anymore."

There was no other choice for Lasmi except to follow Anarya's words. He went down and brought the basket of flowers he had bought on the road.

For a moment he stood at the entrance of the tomb, trying to strengthen his heart to believe that the path he chose was right. After a few breaths, he rushed to follow Anarya.

His manic ball gaze was fixed on an old woman who was praying near the navel bearing the name Daneesa.

"Mas, it's Miss Rani." Lasmi pulled Anarya's arm to stop.

"Yes, it's a coincidence then. So, we can talk to him right away."

"But, Mas .. I'm not ready yet."

"Official, ready or not you have to do if you really want to repent."

Lasmi could not dodge anymore, especially when the figure of the woman stood up and turned to look at him sharply. The highlight of the anger was still clearly implied in the gray netball.

The gaze full of anger and a tinge of hatred made Lasmi's guts shriek. He was only able to try to avoid that gaze by hiding behind Anarya's body. But for nothing, the old woman actually walked up to him.

Lasmi's chest is getting worse, he is really not ready if he has to accept the curse of a mother who was injured because of the loss of a child.

Every step of Bu Rani perceived Lasmi as a battle of dasyat ready to destroy the stone hill of pride that he maintained so far.

Now he is ready ....