Before He Goes

You Are Poison.

The chest continues to gallop up and down, as the clear lake pours from the tail of Rayna's eye. His knuckles crunched the steering wheel, following the path back from IGD Hospital to the house again.

"Slow down, baby. Relax and drive it."

"Yes, Mum." Created feel, the car tire lesion on the road is so heavy.

"Not crying anymore. Noora is fine."

"Hem."

Created back to lay his head on the back seat back, he was not strong driving because his stomach was wrapped around again. Even though when they were in the Hospital, Rayna had forced Dipta to also seek treatment. But the man refused.

Dipta holds Noora in Dara's arms, trying to calm his wife who had brought Noora to the hospital in a frantic cry. The woman regretted being so bad to Noora these past few weeks that the boy had been kind enough to save her son's life.

The large molding attached to the ceiling of the room came off and almost hit Dara who was standing, fortunately Noora quickly pulled the Brother away. However, it was him who could not save himself. The boy's head was the one who was finally targeted.

The collision is only found on the front of the head, temple and right cheek. Dipta who is still worried asks the doctor to perform a ct scan, and the results are normal. Noora's head has no cracks, inflammation or bleeding. The child also did not experience severe vomiting.

While cleaning the wound by the Nurse and stitching the slightly torn part, Rayna held Noora in her arms, hugging the child. Saying a thousand times thanks to Noora while peeping her cheeks.

The happiness in the heart of Dara and Dipta is unstoppable, even though disaster seems as an intermediary. Noora was also happy with Rayna's attitude, hugging the woman tightly until the pain of sewing did not concern the child.

"I'm sorry, yes, Mas. I'm sorry."

Dipta smiled, nodded, looking at the iris of his wife's eyes from the front view. "I understand what you feel. I'm asking you for clarity of heart, Ay. Accept me and Noora as they are. Take care of what is, before there is it .. go." very slowly at the end of the sentence, until Rayna frowned.

"Before what, Mom?" repeat to clarify.

Dipta shook his head, turning to stare at the stretch of road outside the car. "I'm just asking you to be a full mother to our two children. It could be Mom, it could be Dad. It could be anything. Can you?"

Turning the steering wheel, turning to the right of the road, Rayna replied with a confused and less sensitive look. "Yes, Mas. In Shaa Allah."

Thirty minutes later, their luxurious iron carriage had already taken off well in the carport, when it wanted to take off the seat belt, Rayna squinted her eyes as if affirming who the woman who was now standing in front of the main door of her house. Also, Dipta, who wants to wake up Noora and Dara who are asleep, looks at the door.

"Nancy? What's he doing?!" Rayna looks furious.

"Darling, please be patient" the anxious Dipta's request that Rayna begin to harden her jaw. The wife was like a hungry tiger who saw a lump of fresh meat to be devoured.

"You give us our home address to her, Mas?" cecar Rayna, his tone is rising. Seeing the car has arrived but the occupants have not yet come down, Nancy began to step closer. The woman was recklessly tracking down the gps from Dipta's phone to find a new home occupied. Because Dipta did not keep his promise to give news from this morning until this afternoon to meet with Noora.

"For God's sake, dear. No."

"So she knows where?" rayna's tone was getting louder, until it made Dara and Noora blink in shock.

"What's up, Dad, Mom?" ask Dara. Noora, who was seen still sleepy, moved into Dara's arms to continue sleeping.

"Oath to Allah, Ay. I didn't really tell you the address of this house."

"You're a con man, yes, Mom!" Rayna couldn't believe it, she chose to go down and slam the door of a rough car. Both the Creator and the Dara are inside. Even Nancy who is outside to shudder shoulders is afraid.

"What do you want?" Rayna throws horror eyes, lifting her chin with a look of hate. Nancy, who was overwhelmed by problems, began to regret her cruel actions immediately, still smiling warmly.

"Assalammualaikum, sister." wanted to bend over to kiss Rayna's hand.

Rayna hissed cynically, letting Nancy's hand hang in the air, then gulped down the body again, staring sadly at her cousin Brother. "Have you been a true woman? No longer a messenger, Devil?" the greeting that Nancy gave was able to hit Rayna's heart.

Nancy took a breath, shaking her head. "Don't call me that, brother."

The Creator was still inside, only able to keep an eye on their conversation. Moreover, respect Rayna, so as not to bring up the nose in front of Nancy.

"It is not he who tempts man to sin that is Satan? Then what is the proper appeal for you after seducing my husband, destroying my household? What, Nancy? WHAT'S?" Dara until closed both ears of her sister so as not to hear the screams so great from the Mother.

"I'm sorry, Brother. For God's sake, I won't repeat it again ..." Tears dripped down Nancy's cheeks, the four-month-old pregnant woman, rubbing her weak stomach, as weak as the look on her face. She had just been on a talaq, and was thrown into the street by her husband.

"Go from here!" Rayna points at the gate, expelling Nancy.

Rayna. "Go!"

Nancy remained silent. Choosing to look at the car glass that is so legit. He was sure there must be his daughter inside.

"You want what the hell?!" Rayna brushed Nancy's hand from the door handle she wanted to press.

"Please, Brother. I miss him."

Rayna laughed amusedly. "Kangens? You said kangen? Where have you been all this time? From the little ones thrown away. Already grown, already beautiful, already well taken care of by my husband, soon want you to take? You're a woman with no morals, Nancy! How cute my Uncle and Aunt have a foster child like you. You don't know yourself!"

"I'm sorry." Nancy lowered her head weakly. "Let me take him. Let your brother's life be calm. Noora will only be a burden to you."

"That's my burden now, yes, you, Nancy! Seeing your face again is the same as melting my heart! Noora is not a burden, she's a blessing to me and to my son!" Most holy is Allah, who is great at turning the hearts of men like the palms of hands. Rayna had forgotten how she had behaved to Noora before the tragedy this morning.

"I pray that someday. Noora did not feel what I felt in her household. She remains the winner of many actors who want to target her husband. Like, I. ME!" Rayna patted the chest proudly, because God again raised his degree, restoring the integrity of the household with Dara and Dipta even though the bonus was Noora.

Nancy prostrated, hugging Rayna's leg. "Thank me, brother. I've changed now."

"How much you've changed now. You're still the poison I need to be aware of, Nancy!"

Rayna chose to stay away, making Nancy's hand slip from her foot. Staring at the original veiled cloth on Nancy's neck was fluttering in the wind. There will never be true happiness above the suffering of others. And all of that is being felt by Nancy for all her actions.

"Rpa ... Sir!" rayna exclaimed to the guard guards who were near the gate. The guard approached respectfully.

"The wife of this woman. Don't let him in again, understand, sir?" Rayna said firmly. The security guard frowned in shock because Rayna's gaze was so visible to Nancy, which when Nancy arrived by taxi, she claimed to be Rayna's sister.

"Sister, please, Brother ...." Nancy sobbed, heartbroken, wanting to keep her arms around Rayna's feet.

"I wasn't Rayna three years ago who was weak, Nancy! I, Rayna, am new. I will be persistent to keep my family, from anyone who wants to ruin it again! Your tears won't be able to make me melt that easily!" even Nancy laughs when she manages to get Rayna out of the house, Rayna can still remember. Still clearly imagined. Rayna had to rub her hands when she knew Dipta was marrying Nancy to take responsibility. All that pain, will not be easily paid off with just an apology especially in the near future.

The new Dipta opened the car door and went down, after Nancy's moans were not heard and the gate was closed.

"I can't believe you're so fierce, Ay."

"Let's be honest, Mas. You give me the address of this house the same as him?"

"Astaghfirullah, still do not believe it. By Allah, Dear---" the honest appeal was interrupted, when Rayna quickly bent down to extend a hand, reaching for Noora to carry.

"Come, son, let's go down" he asked Dara.

In a step towards home, Dara turned her head with a ignorant smile to her father who was still rubbing his tired face on the body of the car.

"Casian deh, Father, in angerin, Mother." the toothless one in the lower front teeth grinning the horse made Dipta anxious and finally chased.

"Really, Honey. I'm not lying." Dipta continued to seduce, hugging the waist of the wife while stepping together.

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Tiny fingers groped Rayna's face frame from the fur of the eyebrows, down to the base of the nose and finally to the tip of the chin. In Rayna's embrace, Noora down the beautiful look of the mother connect while breastfeeding with a bottle. Sometimes this child chuckles, because Rayna is wriggling in the eye. Eventually, Rayna woke up. Noora hurriedly pulled her finger and closed her eyes. She was afraid Rayna was angry.

Rayna who knew the boy was pretending, tickled quickly. "Wake up, right, pretend bobo, huh?" Noora finally blinked her eyes and laughed. His white teeth were clearly plastered to the molars. It was so good of him that the laughter sounded crisp, tickling Dara's eardrum which finally woke up next to Noora. Seeing her Mom and Sister joking around with each other, Dara was overwhelmed.

"Mom will continue to love the same, Adek?" hearing the serious question made Rayna and Noora grow silent from the laughter, while wiping the small bandage on the corner of Noora's forehead, Rayna nodded slowly.

"In God, Son. I'll love Adek as you." kiss Noora's head and pray for the child's recovery from a still sore wound.

"Goddessa ...." Dara looked up two hands and gave thanks to God. However, when, the three again clutched the sound of a tap impact coming from behind the bathroom door.

The third one is gawking. "Dad?"

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