
Lela helped her husband get out of the wheelchair.
He then held Zayn's hand to get back on the bed.
Zayn was already sitting on the edge of the patient's bed, Lela asked him to raise her legs so her husband could lie down but Zayn shook his head.
"I just want to sit."
Lela did not answer, she immediately busied herself by sliding the wheelchair and cleaning the small table beside the bed.
Zayn continued to watch his wife question mark. He still could not believe what he had just seen, Ammar was covered in wounds, he was shocked to learn that Ammar was battered in the care of his own men and the cause put forward by his wife Lela was very unreasonable.
"Do you want a drink?" ask Lela while looking at her husband.
Zayn nodded.
She then handed a bottle of mineral water to her husband.
Instead of taking the bottle, Zayn pulled his wife's hand so that the two now faced each other closely.
Lela's shocked.
"Tell me what's really going on" asked Zayn as he picked up the bottle in his wife's hand and put it on the bed.
"I knew you were lying" he said again.
Instead of answering, Lela would retreat and turn her face away from her husband.
But Zayn did not lose quickly, he again pulled his wife by wrapping his hand around Lela's waist.
Lela was shocked. She looked at her husband's face, which was only a few inches away from her face.
"Say." Zayn looked at his wife's face.
"I've told you the truth" Lela replied stammered.
"really?" Zayn placed one of his arms around his wife's waist, and pulled her closer to the chest.
Lela immediately tried to retreat, but Zayn held her back firmly.
"What are you doing?" asked Lela nervously.
Zayn did not answer, he just kept staring at his wife's face.
"Let go later someone comes in" said Lela pleading with her soft voice.
"I don't care" Zayn replied as he continued to stare at his wife's face which was blocked by the veil.
Lela fell silent. For a moment the two looked at each other. For the first time she saw her husband's face with such a close distance like this, and for the first time she saw the look of her husband who looked so disappointed in her.
"I know there's something you're hiding" said Zayn, loosening his arms and letting go of his wife.
Lela retreated slowly while turning her face away from her husband. From her tone of voice she knew very well that her husband was not only disappointed but saddened by her dishonesty.
"Just wait. Something I've been hiding. You'll know for yourself." Lela saw her husband.
Zayn frowned not understanding. He looked back at his wife with question marks.
But Lela kept turning her face away from her husband.
Suddenly the door opens, Aisha and Siti come along with their husbands.
Looking at Zayn's situation that has been much better, of course everyone is happy. They were relieved that Zayn had not sustained any severe injuries.
"I'm surprised if it's Ammar who's hurt bad enough." Alvian saw Zayn.
Zayn only smiled slightly as he glanced at his wife.
"Yes. I thought if he got hurt from a fistfight with you. But it turns out he was battered because he was beaten by his own man." Andre chuckled.
Everyone is smiling.
Aisha suddenly approached Lela.
"Sister. Thank God my brother is healed." Aisha hugged her sister happily.
"Because everyone was too panicked last night, no one remembers the trauma of a brother not showing up despite meeting with his ex-husband."
Lela smiled.
"Yes dik. Thank God you seem to have healed. Perhaps this is the wisdom behind this incident." Siti rubbed her sister's back.
Not long after they all left the room.
Aisha and her sister Anita and their husbands each choose to let Lela and Zayn spend more time together in the room. They want Lela and Zayn to get closer as Lela's condition seems to have completely recovered.
***
"Lela's ex-husband did it?" amira asked in disbelief as she looked at her two sisters alternately.
Zaidan approached his brother.
"Yes. There's misunderstanding. But now it's all done."
Amira saw Lela. There was a bit of disappointment from the look on his face.
"Why is it like this?"
"I'm sorry brother." Lela looked down, feeling the disappointment of her sister-in-law.
"Sister. It's not my wife's fault. Her ex-husband was wrong." Zayn tried to explain.
"Sister doesn't blame him. It's just that you're shocked to learn that your wife has unfinished business with her ex-husband."
"You should have solved your problem with your ex-husband before you decided to remarry."
Lela lowered her head.
Amira approached her sister.
"How are you doing? Is the wound on his head not severe?" ask her with worry.
"I'm fine, brother. Brother don't worry. Lukaku is not bad. I can go home tomorrow."
"Thank God then. It's only natural that you're so anxious, it's the first time you've been injured and hospitalized."
Hearing that, Lela looked increasingly guilty.
After they talked for a while, Amira finally said goodbye to go home, she apologized for not being able to linger because she left her young child at home.
Zaidan drove his brother forward.
Zayn glanced at his wife who was busy cleaning up the food that his brother Amira had brought.
"I'm sorry, brother. He said it was because he was too anxious." Zayn was afraid that his wife would be saddened by his brother's words.
"He also doesn't know the real situation."
"Why apologize? Amira is not wrong. I understand his feelings. Even if he's angry. That's very reasonable," Lela replied still busy in front of the table.
"I'm afraid you're offended by what he said."
"Absolutely not," replied Lela still turning her back to her husband.
"Why do you always pretend to be busy when I talk to you" Zayn said, pulling his wife's arm slowly.
"Why do you always suddenly pull my hand."
Zayn smiled. He did not know that his wife was cutting fruit.
"I'm sorry." Zayn let go of his wife's hand.
Lela went on to cut fruits for her husband.
Before long Lela finished, she approached her husband with a plate of fruits.
Zayn shifted to give his wife a place to sit in front of him. Lela finally sat down in front of her husband. He started to feed Zayn.
Zayn ate as he continued to stare at his wife's face, who kept trying to turn his back on her.
"Can you please tell me. Why are you suddenly not afraid to face Ammar? It doesn't feel possible if you can heal from trauma just like that."
Lela did not answer immediately. He took a long breath.
"I'll answer. But could this be the last conversation we're having?"
Zayn nodded immediately.
"My fear of seeing you get hurt is bigger than my fear of seeing it" Lela said, looking down. Her memory immediately returned last night, how she saw her husband alone had to fight with the sangar people and big body. How he also saw the sacrifice of the husband who was willing to be beaten in order to protect him from Ammar.
"Is that enough to be the reason why I'm suddenly healed?" Lela raised her head to look at her husband.
Unexpectedly Zayn even directly pulled his wife's veil slowly down, so that now he could see Lela's face fully up close.
Lela was of course shocked, especially now that her husband was holding her chin while looking at it closely.
"That's more than enough." Zayn smiled.