Almira's Regret

What happened to Mira?

Fahmi pays people back to spy on Silvi. "I believe you'll give an accurate result" Fahmi said as he handed him a brown envelope filled with money.

"When should I give you results?" ask the man with the head of the plontos.

"Quickly."

The man nodded then.

Fahmi leaned back the body after the man left.

If that's really you, Sil. I don't know what to do, but the law has to work.

He wandered with an ungodly feeling. Do not want to find the fact that people who have been part of their lives commit crimes for years.

Silvi is still a thought until Fahmi arrives home. He looked lethargic as his wife welcomed him.

Mira senses Fahmi's change but chooses silence. Maybe he's tired, that's what Mira thinks. She continues to serve the needs of her husband.

Even not usually Fahmi sleep first without telling the situation today. Mira raises a blanket to cover her husband's body. She sugar her hair and and gives a kiss good night.

I just hope you don't regret having chosen me, Mas.

***

Dion stared at the woman who had not come for a few days after Fahmi visited.

"I don't think you'll come again" chuckled Dion.

"Why? Do you miss me?" tanya Gina looked relaxed. "Indeed, my people say it's adorable and always makes you miss" he said proudly.

"Well, I'm not one of those people you call."

Gina laughed loudly until reprimanded by the officer. He nodded at the sign of apology.

"Why the hell do you always have to come here?" ask Dion.

"Because I know you must miss me," Gina replied with such confidence. "Yes, right?"

Yes, actually too. Some days not visited this girl Dion felt homesick but hurriedly she brushed off the taste.

Remember that! You still have a wife, Dion.

"Your words are not true" said Dion.

"Yes I've come home" said Gina, standing up and tidying up the food she was carrying but her hand was held back by Dion.

"Darad the food was brought back." Dion immediately let go of the hand he had been holding since a few minutes ago. "Honest! What exactly do you want from me?" Dion stared fixedly at his interlocutor.

Gina folded her hands in front of her chest. The woman looked at Fahmi so sharply. "For Mira's sake."

Dion's heart paled at Gina's reply. He thought Gina would give the answer Dion expected.

"What else if not for her. Time after you, you're the husband of the people" chuckled Gina while keeping her mouth shut.

The cheerful carrying of Gina was contagious to Dion. With Gina he could feel something precious and did not want to be lost when the woman left.

"Come on Dion you talk. Poor Mira too much pressure of his life. You don't feel sorry for him. However you have a share in what he is going through now. Ah I know why you didn't say anything. You want to see me come again, right?" Gina pulled down her eyebrows teasing Dion.

Jeez Gina is what the hell you are. Sane, Gin! sane. Speeding.

Dion nodded confirming, making Gina tickle.

"I told Fahmi. Maybe now he's already got people to investigate."

"Really?"

Dion nodded.

"Ah means my job is done to not come again to bother you. All right I have to go home," said Gina hooking her sling bag onto her shoulder.

"Gin," called Dion as Gina began to move away. "Thank you for being the one who cares for me for another purpose." There was a pain in the hearts of both of them when the sentence was finished by Dion.

Gina nodded and walked back.

Dion returned to the cell with a lethargic-looking face. The fun a few minutes ago was like going with Gina. Dion did not understand this feeling.

As his friends hunted down the food box he was carrying, Dion just sat there staring blankly.

***

"Your mom is sick?" mira asked when she saw the husband's face looked lethargic. Mira touches her husband's forehead that doesn't feel warm or feverish. "If pain rests. Let me call the hospital to give you some more time off."

Mira does not believe the kind words spoken by her husband. A few months into his wife Mira never felt like this. He felt that Fahmy was different.

Mira did not say much, he immediately went down to wake the children so that the morning prayers were congregated.

Lucky when awakened Syafa and Gama is not fussy just a little lazy but can still be overcome by Mira.

"Are Mira okay?" this time it was Adelia who asked about Mira's situation.

"Yes as you can see. Is there anything different about me?" ask Mira.

"There is no, just a wonder to see Mira in the morning was dumbfounded. What else do you think?" Adelia poured water into the glass and then gulped it down.

"Not thinking anything anymore."

Adelia approached and embraced the sister-in-law whose age was not much different. "If Fahmi mas again can not be invited to a story, will brother Mira can tell the same story I. Yes even though Mira knew for herself that the same story I would never get a good solution," Adelia cheered followed by Mira.

Mira feels Fahmi is changing but she has to believe that it is just her platform. It could be too much of an exaggeration.

Until leaving for work, Fahmi's attitude did not change. Even Fahmi forgot to kiss Mira's forehead.

Mira looked at the husband's car that was starting to move away. His eyes began to glaze over.

What if Fahmi regretted marrying me?

Mira also remembers every activity she does and potentially be a trigger for her husband's change. Is there a behavior that makes her husband uncomfortable and impressed indifferent.

In the middle of the journey Fahmi just remembered that he forgot to kiss his wife's forehead. He made a call on Mira's number. The first call was not raised, the second, even until the tenth call was not answered.

Mira did not ignore it but indeed the phone was left in the room since then. While Mira is now bathing the little one after taking the child and her husband to leave.

When her son was comfortable with a fresh and fragrant body, Mira again took advantage of the time by studying.

Some workers are aware of the differences in attitudes between the two employers. Since then the atmosphere of the house feels colder than usual. Though usually warm with the joking and laughter of Mira and Fahmi who merried each other jokes.

Fahmi himself felt unsettled and guilty for his suddenly changing attitude. He believes that his attitude has hurt Mira.

At lunchtime Fahmi again tried to contact Mira but it was still the same as this morning. He also called the home phone.

"Mother around?" fahmi asked when she heard the greetings from the house.

"So mom's in non Syifa's room, sir. Shall I call you?"

"Don't but see what he's doing?"

The worker who answered the call from Fahmi immediately approached Mira in Syifa's room. It turned out that her employer was sleeping while hugging her daughter.

"Mother is sleeping while hugging non Syifa, sir."

"Oh yes already. Later if my wife passes lunch please wake up yes," Fahmi said before closing the call.

"I'm sorry, De. You must be uncomfortable with my attitude. May you understand," murmured Fahmi.

The clock has pointed to number one, boisterous laughter of children who just came home from school did not make Mira wake up.

Even when Shafa approached and called out to him. "Mom!"

"Sister's mother came home" Syafa said as she touched Mira's hand.

Syafa runs outside and tells Santi that her mother did not wake up.

"Santi, why don't you wake up?" ask with eyes that begin to glaze over.

Santi went straight to the room. He thought Mira was just sleeping but when Santi woke up, Mira's hand drooped. "Astagfirullah," cried Santi frantically and called for another colleague. "Call mr Fahmi now."

Of course seeing Santi panic and asking to contact Fahmi made other workers panic as well.

Syafa starts crying fearing anything will happen to her mother.

"Ibuuuuu ...."

Mira did not answer. Santi checked the pulse that felt weak. "Please call Mr. Amir and mang Jo! We need to get mom to the hospital."

With their help Santi takes Mira to the hospital. He tried to wake Mira but until the car arrived at the hospital, Mira did not open her eyes.

"Sir, O Allah, the deck is up. Don't worry us."

Niente. Mira is still the same as before. Will Mira survive? What the hell happened to him?

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