
A day of struggling with patients makes them produce good results. Mila sat over while drinking the orange juice given by Rasya. He said that his body was not dehydrated and needed energy. Rasya pulled out her phone making Mila curious and approached beside her.
"Why what?"
"Selfon Azen" answered Rasya to make Mila happy until the reflex took her phone.
"Well, how's it going now?"ask her sumringah while staring at Azen's photo in Rasya's hape.
Silent.
Rasya.
"He missed you until he got sick, now he's in the hospital.I came here to catch up with you and meet him" Rasya said, making Mila's heart very tight at once. He slowly starts to return Rasya's phone and asks her to call the boy immediately.
"Then help me call her" said Mila who suddenly seemed to have lost her happiness.
One minute.
Two minutes.
"Mother!!!"azen shouted happy to see his mother and father together.
"Why you?"mila asked worriedly looking at Azen with a pale face and a clear hose on her nose.
"Azen dak papa Bu just forgot to eat because he wanted to cook mother" Azen lied to make Rasya amazed to hear her.
"You should get well soon, let me cook you more good food!"said Mila got the nod "wait mom there"
"Ready Ma'am" Azen cheerful. Then Mila felt a tremendous headache when she saw Rafka suddenly appear on her phone screen.
"Mother why?"azen asked worriedly looking at Mila who was in pain while holding her head. Rasya who saw it instantly took over the phone and tried to calm Azen down. However, his son was exhausted regardless of his critical period.
"Your mother is fine.she's just exhausted.later dad's phone again take care of you" Rasya said turn off the call.
"Why's your email?"rasya asked worriedly who got no answer from Mila who kept moaning in pain. Rasya scrunched his forehead confused when he saw Mila who was now looking at him full of questions.
"Who are you?"ask Mila after remembering about her past with Rasya.
"What do you remember?"it was Rasya reflex who thought that Mila was slowly starting to manage to remember something about her
"Why has this happened like I've done before even that with you...Tell me have we met before?"
"What do you want to know?"
"Before, were you a Basarnas chief?"asked Mila who somehow remembered her dream of having a husband , a leader of Basarnas.
"Huh?"
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The clock is still at 5 am, but Rasya and Mila have already traveled back to Bandung. At first he was eager to interrogate Rasya who did not immediately answer his questions. But his intention he undoes because he who has missed azen very much in his arms. Instantly Mila came Azen immediately happy while jumping jump on her mattress.
"Yey mom's home.. Yeay Azen can hug mom again!Yeay mom can play with Azen again"yar Azen make Rasya,Mila, doctor, even sisterยฒ there laugh.
"Azen do not jump again, you are just sick" Rasya said making Azen immediately pursed his lips.
"Rightly your father said you have a lot of rest" said Mila who had seen Azen cross her arms in front of her chest.
Azen shook her head" I was fine because Azen's medicine was only mother's" said Azen who stood on the mattress while draping her hands around Mila's neck and peeping her cheeks. " Azen misses mom"
Cup.
"Mother too" said Mila making Azen misbehave and hugging her again.
"Look at this mother and son is very sweet" the sisters praised happily.
"Doctor I want to go home"
"Say your father" said the doctor, holding back his laughter as he looked at Azen who was afraid to stare at his father's flat face.
"Dad I want to go home"
"Hm"
" good but promise that when you get home you have to immediately rest "
"Good"
"Don't play!"
"Yes yes father" said Azen resignedly. Her father was always overprotective of her. Especially if since childhood Azen always back and forth to the hospital makes Rasya must always keep her "mother take me" Azen rengak make Mila understand and immediately hold her.
"Mother I'm sleepy" complained Azen making Rasha turn her head.
"He just took his medicine"
Mila nodded, "just go to sleep, I'll take care of you" Mila stroked the hair elus Azen had started to fall asleep on her shoulders.
The three immediately returned home in a white Rasya car. The atmosphere between them was only silent when the rioter was already scattered in his sleep.
"I'm taking you home"
"Make what?"
"Aren't you going home?"
Mila shook her head "just go to your house, I promised Azen to accompany her"
"Why?"
"Because your son thinks I'm his mother, right?"
"What if I think Azen and I are wrong if you are not his mother.Maybe it is just an obsession of longing?aren't you afraid of the citizens who think you're deliberately seducing a widower?"she was curious about the anxiety on Mila's face. Honestly, he only thought that Arum was not Mila. Maybe at that time he was very afraid of hope and did not have the spirit of his life anymore.
Silent
"Well, it's easy.you just marry me how?only after that we will not be afraid anymore to be in the same community" replied Mila origin make Rasya a little incredulous to hear it. His heart was pounding at the same time as the muscle nerves that were deliberately pulling the width of his smile.
"Well...." said Rasya happily"
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Playing, eating, and sleeping together made Mila feel comfortable with Azen and Rasya in her life. Especially when he slept with Rasya who was restricted by Azen in the middle. Such a scene made him want a real harmonious life.
Eight hours before, things were fine. Everyone immediately panicked when he saw Mila who arrived with a headache from staring at Rafka in front of him. About the memory of Mila who became Rasya's student on the campus suddenly appeared and made the fear come back. His heart was only afraid, if all this time he had forgotten something very valuable in his life.
"Go!!!!"mila yelled at Rafka who kept hurting her head and memory.
"Mil what's wrong?"rasha asked frantically while hugging Mila tightly. Previously Mila was also so when she accidentally saw Rafka in front of her.
"Yes, what's my fault?"rafka asked puzzled as she got a signal from Rasya to go outside. Rafka resigned and came out while leaving two crackles that he had prepared to welcome Mila on the table.
Silent.
Five minutes.
Two minutes.
Ten seconds.
Mila started to calm down. His hand squeezed his heart strong while slowly pushing Rasya's body away a little from him.
"Why is this again?"tanya Mila looked at Rasya inside.
"What do you remember?"
"I remember that our relationship is not as simple as a meeting" Mila replied confused by her own memories and then looked back at Rasya with a questioning gaze.
"Mill....."
"Yes, were you my favorite lecturer before?"
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