
Amara has been moved to the VVIP nursery as Azmi prepared. So, his family can accompany Amara in the same room without disturbing the activities of doctors who occasionally handle Amara.
"Better papi and mami rest at home. Let Alby take care of Amara!", Alby told his in-laws.
The two old men just nodded thinly. Their old bodies are tired, especially after getting off the plane both directly to the hospital. Age cannot lie. But at least they feel better because they see Amara's condition that has passed the critical period.
"Alright, take Amara!", said mami. Alby nodded slowly.
"Sister Nathan and Mba Mayang are also better off resting at home. Sorry, not to drive out. But it looks like Mayang is quite exhausted!", said Alby. Nathan looked at his wife.
"Would you like to go home, baby?" asked Nathan. Mayang also nodded.
He knew that a couple would need time together. Azmi and Nur had already finished first. They will come again later after bringing alby clothes and informing Nabil and Mak.
Alby and Amara were in the room. The pale face of Amara did not reduce the level of natural beauty that rarely touched make up.
"Darling!", Alby kissed Amara's back. His outstretched hand rubbed Amara's slightly bruised temple. Maybe before the painful event happened, Mara had a chance to fight.
In view of the hands and some other limbs that look eyes, look bruised and blue.
"Don't make me panic again! Already, just like this it feels like I want to end my life Amara! I love you baby, love you so much!", Alby rubbed Amara's cheek.
It was late, and Alby fell asleep next to Amara. He was tired of the incident last day until late at night which had drained his emotions and energy.
Maybe, it's a test in the fasting month! Inner Alby.
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Amara sits in a beautiful flower garden. He closed his eyes enjoying the breeze that blew on his ayu face.
"Are you happy with Alby?", asked a hijab-wearing woman with a pretty face.
Amara opened her eyes and turned to a woman sitting next to her.
The former kowad looked at the beautiful woman beside him.
The beautiful woman looked over and smiled at Amara. Her face is beautiful and looks younger than Amara.
"You're lucky Amara!" he said.
"Sorry, who are you?", asked Amara. The girl who was none other than Silvy smiled at Amara.
"I? I'm a small part of Alby's past!", he replied. Amara knitted her two eyebrows.
"Nabil's mother?", asked Amara. Silvy smiled faintly.
"Thank you for accepting Nabil and for loving him!" said Silvy. Mara nodded slowly.
"And I'm happy, finally Alby can find his happiness. Because of me. That made him lose his love. But.. Now I'm sure, Alby has really chosen you!", continued Silvy. Amara shook her head slowly.
"You don't believe it?", asked Silvy. Amara budging.
"I'm calm now. Put Nabil and Alby in the right person!" said Silvy.
The beautiful woman got up from the bench she was sitting on with Amara.
"Where are you going?" asked Amara.
Silvy did not reply but a beautiful girl of about seven years old carrying a boy of Nabil's age approached Silvy. The girl smiled at Mara. Then he approached Amara.
"Mama Amara, take care of papa with Nabil. Don't leave them?", Nabila rubbed Amara's smooth cheeks.
"Mama?", asked Amara. Then his eyes turned to the figure of the little boy in his carry.
"Huum. We have the same papa but a different mama!", replied Nabila.
Amara did not understand Nabila's words. He doesn't even know who that little girl is.
Suddenly she was a different age woman away from him. Amara could not call his name just trying to scream but was unable and finally he just flew from his deep sleep.
When her eyes were open, her husband was holding her hand and falling asleep beside her.