
Week passed. Since that midnight question, Aidin had been quieter. He kept introspection and tried to do better. Zahra's demands confused him, the sense of what has been poured out for the wife, even in every prayer always mention the name of the woman and her mother. Want to glorify them both like the advice of Ustadz.
But why must there be a word of love, which he himself cannot interpret. Feelings that have been stirring, love words that are often thrown for Amera in fact can just disappear.
Is Zahra's question wrong? No, that woman just needed certainty that Aidin could not pronounce at this moment.
Then what flavor for Zahra will be lost as time passes? Still full of awkward questions that made her chest tight.
"Tomorrow papa's home." Darren's heavy voice from behind blew away Aidin's daydream. He immediately wiped away the tears that escaped just like that. If it used to be very difficult to find Zahra who made his chest squeezed, now he was confused to answer every question of the woman.
"Alhamdulillah, finally papa can recover from his illness. Hopefully, after this he'll be fine."
Aidin patted the empty sofa that was on his side. Look at the door of the room that is closed.
"How does Brother feel about Brother Keysa?"
Darren laughed out loud. He did not read the seriousness on his sister's face and thought it was a silly question.
"Why do you ask like that, I love her."
"Zahra questioned my love for her. She was afraid I would leave her if I found a better woman. That's a sign that he doesn't trust me. Is he still hesitant to accept me, or forced to because there is Zea? I can't lose her again, brother."
Really, this time Aidin was worried about the problem that sounded trivial, often even unable to sleep because he remembered the speech.
"Women like Zahra don't need promises or sweet words. He just needs proof, now you have to show your sincerity. Reassure him that you will not leave him at any time and under any circumstances. If someone's been hurt, it's hard to trust anyone else, but I'm sure Zahra just needs time to accept this reality."
Pat Aidin's shoulder repeatedly.
Chequelek
The door opened, and a clear sound came from Zahra's room.
Aidin hurriedly rubbed the rest of his tears then stood up from his seat. Approaching Zahra who just came out. While Darren, he went back to the room to visit Keysa who was crabbing because of his actions last night.
"You're from anywhere, I'm looking for nothing."
"There's a little business with Brother Darren, how come you're awake, instead of just sleeping?"
Closing the door slightly open. The more days Zahra's condition began to improve, can walk alone although slowly, but still with Aidin's observation.
"Actually I want to go home, miss dad."
I don't know, since his birthday Zahra keeps thinking about Adinata.
Although it used to be often ignored, it did not dampen his love as a child.
"Can't be anytime soon. I promise you, when we get home, we'll go straight to Dad's." Already the umpteenth time Aidin had to persuade Zahra who often expressed his longing for the figure of Adinata.
A servant came to Zahra and Aidin. Said that there was someone who wanted to meet them.
"You're here, let me see him."
Aidin walked towards the front, while Zahra waited on the spot.
A man in uniform stood in front of the gate. Because, Aidin did not just accept guests and forbid the guard to open it if he did not know.
"Do you want to meet me?" asked Aidin from behind the locked gate. Judging from his appearance, the man was only an expedition employee, yet he remained vigilant.
"Mrs Zahra is there, sir?" The man opened the small book he had in his hand. "There's a package for him, from Indonesia."
"My wife is still weak, so I accept."
After that Aidin signs proof of valid acceptance.
"Who is this, why so much?" See one by one the gift boxes neatly lined up on the floor.
Aidin tries to open one box to make sure that there is no danger.
"Bring it in!" tell the guard.
Just as Aidin was still confused, Zahra also looked surprised by the items.
"This is what, Mas?"
Aidin shook without a sound. Help put the box on the table.
"Someone sent this to you, from Indonesia."
"Who?" ask Zahra curiously.
The name of his best friend who works at the restaurant. Rarely did he get that much. It also looks expensive.
"There's no name, it's possible he left a message inside."
Zahra started opening the box. Only the first box he could already guess who the person who had sent it was.
"It must be from dad." Lifting a pink, heart-shaped pillow.
Still remember clearly, how he asked the father to buy the object but not obeyed because his stepmother forbid. In the end, all his requests were never fulfilled.
Maybe now it is no longer meaningful, considering that Aidin can buy whatever he wants, but still it is a special gift for Zahra. Giving from loved ones who are now far in the eye.
Zahra picked up a piece of paper inside the box and read it.
Happy birthday to my little Zahra. Sorry I'm late in giving you this. If you like to hug like when you hug your mama's doll, but if not, throw it away. I never forced.
I also want to apologize for not being able to attend on your birthday.But I will always pray, may I live a long and happy life.
Aidin rubbed the clear liquid that soaked the wife's cheeks. He did not know the contents of the letter, but it was certain that it was the words of his father.
Zahra put the paper down and held a pillow over her chest.
"There is no late word for love and affection. Aren't you, Mas? Do you love me like my parents?"
A question that Aidin must answer even though it has never been revealed.
"I love you. I'm not asking you to trust me, but give me time to prove it."
Zahra leaned against the chest of the Aidin field. Grasping the man's hand tightly. Expel all the past that sometimes still haunts him.
Sholawat demi sholawat who continued to bounce slowly made him calm and able to accept everything.
Huaaa Huaaa
The sound of crying was sure to disturb Aidin. He closed his eyes while hugging Zahra to avoid the boy.
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