Almira's Regret

Not Worth to be called a Human

Mira has yet to digest who pulled her hand. Arriving in a room that is not too crowded his hands have just been released. Mira looked at the beautiful woman standing before her while folding her hands on her chest.

"Sorry what's the business?" ask Mira.

"I just want to tell you and warn you not to seek the attention of my husband. You think I didn't see how you looked at my husband? Don't dream, because I won't let go."

Ah Mira just remembered that the beautiful woman standing in front of her was Dion's wife. The woman who had approached Dion with a child.

"Stole attention? Your husband?"

The beautiful woman smiled cynically at Mira's question. "Yes, Dion. He's my husband."

"Oh I just remembered. You mean that guy in front of the bread stand? Is he your husband? I just accidentally looked at him. Not to seek attention. You don't see my stomach?" Mira said calmly but firmly. Yes he should not be weak because he knows the fact that Dion is married.

"It's good that you have a husband and are self-aware." Dion's wife stared at Mira from top to bottom repeatedly. Smiling mockingly. "Our level is too far. I hope you're not interested in my husband."

"No," replied Mira firmly, "I will not be interested in your husband. Please leave me and bring her husband. Oh or should I leave you?" mira asked because the woman was still standing in front of her.

Mira stepped up first but the swear sentence from Dion's wife was still heard but Mira was reluctant to respond. He continued walking while rubbing his stomach.

"Yes, we did meet your biological father, son. But he has no right to you. Don't worry, I will raise you with the love of my mother. There is no need to expect a human who is unworthy of being called a human."

Mira gets in the car, "sorry so wait. Sir can still go to Shafa's school, right?"

"Can, Ma'am."

Mira relieved. At least he didn't hinder Syafa from going to school. Along the way Mira just stared at the window. Look at the buildings through. Not much to say because of worry about not being able to handle his emotions well. Silence is better than avoiding words that offend others. Occasionally he closed his eyes feeling tightness in his chest.

"Dek Mir okay?" ask Santi Shafa's nanny.

"I just feel sleepy, ma'am," replied Mira

"Part of the building, huh?" driver chiming.

"Yes, I'm allowed to close my eyes, yes" said Mira while looking for a comfortable position.

Arriving home, Santi and Mira immediately dress up Syafa to celebrate school. Only Santi drove because the woman felt Mira was in a bad state. I don't know what the cause is.

Adelia was alone and used the same car as her nephew. Not forgetting he asked Mira to rest. Mira herself had entered into the room she used to use during the entry and exit of this house.

Can't stand it anymore, her tears racing down her cheeks until Mira felt tired and asleep.

I don't know how long Mira has been sleeping, because when she opened her eyes the room lights were on and the curtains were closed. "Astagfirullah, I overslept" Mira woke up and saw the clock that pointed at 18:15. He felt bad because he slept that long.

He immediately took ablution and fulfilled the obligation. Really he does not intend to neglect obligations especially on the job.

After folding the prayer mat and mukena gushed she used a veil. The door was knocked and he opened it immediately. Fahmi was already standing in front of the door of his room. The good guy has gone home.

"Dok, I'm sorry I overslept," regretted Mira's bowing her face.

Mira didn't take it right away. Do others get the same. Mira fears kegeeran by thinking Fahmi is paying attention to him.

"The others have their share, this is yours. I wanted to wake up but was afraid that your break would be disturbed." Fahmi seemed to understand Mira's silence.

Ah Mira forgets that this man is a good employer to every worker. "Thank you," Mira received the paper bag.

"Let's talk?" Fahmi. Walk first to the sofa that can still be seen by other residents in his house so as not to cause slander. "Say, Miss Santi you look moody after coming from the airport. Did something happen?" fahmi asked as she sat down.

Mira did not answer. Should he say his meeting with Dion was also his wife. Ah but that doesn't feel important to him to tell. "Doctor when will we arrive? Sorry not to pick up at the airport."

Fahmi chuckles with Mira's answer which is not one path with the question he throws. "Around five o'clock I arrived. Deck, you're hiding something huh? Didn't I ever say, consider us family and tell me what kind of problems you're having. Let's find a solution together. Don't be shy."

Mira's breath that looks heavy indicates the woman justifies Fahmi's speech.

"So .. I met the man I've been looking for all this time." Finally Mira chose to tell me what happened earlier at the airport after Fahmi left.

"But? ...."

"But he's not alone, Doc. He was with a woman and a child" said Mira. Indicates that the woman is disappointed in her vain waiting.

"He's married?"

"Yes, his wife also talked to me. Said I shouldn't be interested in her husband."

"Yes, I understand how you feel. Should I go to the man and tell him how you are?"

"So we looked at each other, he also saw my stomach. I'm sure he can also calculate how old this content is. No need for doctors to bother doing that for me."

"He didn't say hello to you at all?"

Mira shook her head. "Maybe it's the end of my wait, Doc."

"Hey, don't despair like that. Your child will be born with the love of this family. We'll raise together. You can stay in this house as long as you want."

"Doctors aren't afraid I'm making a mess?"

Fahmi chuckled, causing a very sweet dimple. "If you want to make a mess, you probably have done it since the beginning of your life in this house. In fact, to this day, everything is still fine. I see a lot of change in you. Are you comfortable in this environment?"

"Yes, it's comfortable."

"Although Syafa troubles you? Ah that kid doesn't see the condition sometimes."

"If it's troublesome it's natural, Doc. His name is also a child. Syafa is the medicine for me, Doc, as the name implies. From him I learned." Mira raised the face that had been looking down since. Smiling sincerely at Syafa's parents.

Their chatter came to a halt as a waiter informed the arrival of the guest.

"Whose guest?" fahmi asked up from her seat.