Destiny Separates Us

Pulp

In the morning, Andra made breakfast for Hania. Hania's situation is better than last night.

"You have breakfast first, you have taken medicine." Andra said

"Thank you so much, Andra didn't tell you, did she?"

"No, do you want me to come here?"

"Don't you, pity me."

"Okay, you eat now" Andra said in a slightly soft voice

Hania began to put food into her mouth, bland, bitter that is what Hania felt, but she still ate to appreciate her husband.

Andra opens a cure for Hania.

"It's taking her medicine."

Hania took the medicine in Andra's palm.

"Was not working? How is my job?"ask Hania

"Your job has been replaced with another employee, from now on you do not need to work anymore."

"But mas."

"The money in the card that I gave you is like you, it's already fifty times your salary in the office. Are you confused about what dad wants? Just give me the money on that card."

Hania was just silent, on one hand she was very grateful and happy with Andra's attitude but on the other hand her heart still hurt with yesterday's incident last night.

"Mas, can I ask you a question?"

"Ask what?"

"Mas, really still love Saras mbak huh?"

Andra looked at Hania with a meaningful gaze, why did her heart feel hesitant if it had to answer that she still loved Saras.

"Jawab mas, I just want to know." said Hania while smiling bitterly

"Yes." answered Andra briefly

"Hmm, that's okay. If we get divorced later, we'll marry Saras, right?"

"Yes, why?"

"It's okay, at least I thank you, because Andra already wants to care about me." said Hania smiling and holding Andra's hand

*******

In office

Evan and the new employee finished the monthly meeting, but from the front Saras looks into the office .

"Why did that woman come here, sir?"

"Where do I know."

"Where's Andra?"saras asked with his arrogant face

"Sir Andra's not going to the office today ma'am" replied Bella

"Where is Van?"

"At home maybe, I haven't contacted him either. What's up?"

Instead of answering, Saras immediately left.

*****

"Mas, can you please call Lala?"tanya Hania was scared

"Where's the number."

Hania gave her phone to Andra.

Andra called Lala.

"Hallo. Sorry about who?"lala's voice is across there

"It's me Andra, you go home now. Hania asked you to come here."

"Yes, I'll be there soon."

The phone connection was also cut off.

"Thank you, ma'am."

Andra went back to her room, to take a quick shower. When he finished, he sat in the family room.

"Excuse me."

"Come in."sahut Andra

"Just go to the room, Hania's in the room."

"Good dra. Excuse me."

Lala went into Hania's room, again she was surprised when she saw that Hania's hand had been infused.

"Why do you think I can do this again Han?."

"Nothing, I don't know either. Suddenly last night I dropped again."

"I told you to rest Hania Humaira Salsabila."

"Hehehe, yes Lala bawel."

"I told you not to come here to scold me ya." said Hania pretending to be sad

"Yes.iya sorry. You are wayward."

"Hehe."

"Btw, why can Andra call me, you can if you're alone." whispered Lala

"It's okay, Andra wants to."

"Hmm, that. Why he didn't go to the office. He's taking care of you Han?"

"Really?"

"Yes, of course!".

"Hmm, I'm so happy about Han. But don't be sick just keep knowing. When to try."

"Hehehe, yes-yes."

"Oh yes Han, soon Puput sam Bagas want to marry you."

"Huh? Seriously?"

"Yes Han. They eventually married too. You still remember the same rant they had a year ago."

"Yes.iya."

The two of them also chuckled together because they remembered that time.

*****

It was getting late in the afternoon, Lala had also just returned home. As usual, Hania was still in the room.

"Oh Allah, when will he be healed. Hania no longer want to believe in God." said Hania while holding the infusion in her hand

"Assalamu'alaikum non." said mbok Iyem who just came

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Masya Allah. I'm finally home too."

"Sorry mbok non, non why can it be like this non?"

"I don't know, I'm sick anymore."

"O Allah Gusti." said Iyem while stroking Hania's hand

"Where is the husband? You healthy?

"It's non, Alhamdulillah."

"Thank God. Yes, take a break first."

"Nothing, mbok want to accompany non."

"Hmm, it's up to mbok dech."

Both of them look so familiar, Hania was happy because mbok Iyem was back again.

"During non-pain, who takes care of the non?"

"My husband is mbok."

"I mean non, Aden?"

"Yes, who else is Nia's husband."

"God, really non?"

"Yes, you don't believe me?"

"Believe non, Alhamdulillah if Aden has changed yes non."

Hania just smiled, she knew Andra was doing all that out of pity and responsibility for nothing more than that.

"Oh yeah, I'm bringing a cake. Not want to?"

"By mbok."

"Non, for a moment."

Mbok Iyem went back to the kitchen to get Hania a cake.

Shortly thereafter, Iyem returned.

"It's non, make your own mbok."

"Well, this is delicious. Hania try it first mbok."

"Okay non."

"Where's non? Yummy?"

"Enak mbok, but on my tongue is still bitter."

"Yes non, that's okay. It doesn't hurt anymore. Later if non already really healthy mbok make again dech."

"Yes mbok."

Not even today, the Maghrib. Hania assisted mbok Iyem to take ablution.

"Non want to pray standing or non-bearing?"

"Sit down mbok."

"Yes, non."

Hania prayed, after which she read the Qur'an. While Andra never went into his room again since Iyem mbok came.

"Mbok, have you seen Andra?"

"Aden came out a minute ago, no."

"Oooh, where'd you go?."

"Bok doesn't know non."

Hania laid her body back.

"Cure healing is not."

"Aamiinu. Doain keep on yin' mbok."

"Yes, non."

After a long time in Hania's room, Iyem returns to the kitchen to prepare dinner for his employer.

Mbok Iyem is very happy because he can meet with Hania again, understandably mbok Iyem does not have children. That's why he loves Andra and Hania so much.

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