
Their smiles adorned the corners of Raisya's lips. The sky still tends to be dark, the face he wears has not been separated, on the doorstep looks the little boy smiled at him. Susan came with her mother after being picked up by Mahesa's father's driver.
With a slow step, Susan approached Raisya who was leaning over the gurney. Devan embraces Raisya's leg, fearing that Susan will touch him which inevitably creates pain like last night when she accidentally nudges him.
"Susan misses the same Doctor Ma'am," said Susan plainly, her eyes continue to look at Devan's hands that did not release the handle in the slightest.
"Mother doctor too, sorry yes, can't go home yet."
Raisya could only accept Susan's helping hand without hugging her.
Happy, that's for sure, especially when he is sick many people who encourage.
"How's Doctor Ma'am doing?" naimah asked following, now women no longer use the help of a cane, although only one who operated, Bu Naimah can see the beautiful face of Raisya and good looks Devan clearly.
"Thank God, Mom. I'm fine, sorry ya last night I had to sleep with Susan alone at home." Raisya feels guilty because her carelessness must leave Bu Naimah and Susan.
"It's okay, Mom. I was worried something happened to my mother, but I couldn't do anything but pray."
"Doctor Bo's foot why, Om?" susan asked curiously.
Devan looked at Susan and commented a smile.
"The doctor's foot is injured, honey, and for the next few days the doctor's mom shouldn't walk first" Devan explained gently.
"Om, I want to see it" whined Susan.
Slowly Devan pulled out his blanket, until the foot of the bandage-wrapped selonjoran was clearly visible.
Bu Naimah frowned when she saw Raisya's legs slightly swell. The material reminded him of something.
"Like my feet back then huh, ma'am."
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Devan instantly pulled the blanket over Raisya's entire leg. He did not want Raisya to start his morning with a drama that would drain the tears.
"Why Susan's leg?" ask Raisya.
"Darling, it looks like the sun has started to rise, we're going to the park yuk!" Devan diverted the conversation which immediately made Susan cheer.
Is Miss Raisya's leg broken? terka Bu Naimah in heart.
Devan took the Wheelchair that had been prepared, then helped Raisya take off his face and tidied up his hijab, Devan carefully lifted Raisya's body and moved it in the chair slowly.
"Is the chair comfortable?" For the second time Devan interrupted Susan who had opened her mouth.
"It's safe," Raisya replied quietly, he continued to digest the words of Susan who had just slid until the seat that was pushed by Devan arrived in the park.
Sure enough, the sunlight that was highlighting started to warm up. Many patients spent the morning there. Like Raisya, they were accompanied by their families.
"Sister.." The familiar voice was clearly heard from the side. Suddenly Raisya turned to look at the woman in special clothes standing not far from him.
"Calcus."
Raisya was surprised, the call that he had not heard for a few days, now again adorned his ears, his heart was beaming to forget his body was in pain.
Syakila approached Raisya and knelt in front of him, a clear liquid began to pour down the woman's cheeks.
"Sister, I'm sorry. I've made a sister like this, I've made a brother accident, I'm stupid," Syakila said with regret. He continues to condemn his attitude that has made Raisya chaotic.
Now the brothers are drowning in deep regret, especially Devan.
Raisya went to look in the mirror and clasped Syakila's hand.
"Don't say that again, this is purely my recklessness, had I been more careful, none of this would have happened."
"Can I hug, brother?" ask Syakila doubt. Afraid of Raisya retaliating her treatment a few days ago.
Raisya nodded accompanied by a smile.
Thank God, they finally got along again.
From far away, Mother feels happy to see her children get along well again.
"Fif, you just came?" ask Mahesa's father.
Afif just smiled, embarrassed because he was five minutes late because he waited for Syakila to cook.
Mother stared at the food in Afif's hands. It was a food that he memorized, from the color and appearance of his person must be familiar.
"That's Syakila herself cooking?"
Afif nodded, "Sayakila, as long as Raisya's brother in recovery must eat his cooking."
Mother and father are amazed by his daughter who is now starting to pay attention to her brother.
"Yes, you just take it there, mother and father go first. Later in the day if you have worked, Mother who will take care of Raisya."
It has been three days that Afif and Syakila moved into their new home, and that is what makes Mahesa's father and Sabrina's mother can no longer freely know their activities.
"For all," said Afif with his cheerful face.
"What did you bring?" devan asked, his eyes fixed on his favorite roasted salmon.
Syakila stood up and took the food that was in Afif's hands.
"It's special for Raisya's sister, I cook for myself lo, sis."
Raisya.
The seductive aroma began to seep through Devan's nasal cavity, now his stomach had started to rumble when Syakila scooped her food.
"Now you have to eat."
Syakila thrust the spoon filled with food right in front of Raisya's mouth.
"I can eat alone, La. Shame on Susan, said Raisya shyly.
"O brother, I feed you once."
Bu Naimah was moved to see the intimacy of the two of them.
Forced Raisya to open his mouth, he was lazy if he had to argue with his own brother.
In the middle of Raisya's chandelier, someone was contemplating mourning his fate, despite being surrounded by family, his heart continued to feel empty when the person he loved could no longer be by his side.
She was Alisa who was in the corner of the garden, clearly she could see that Devan was constantly stroking Raisya's cheek in front of everyone.
"Dad, later if mama comes here, I want to go back to Turkey" said Alisa trembling.
Om Andre grabbed Alisa's shoulder from behind.
"Wherever you are, I don't mind it, only one you ask for, forget Devan" said Andre.
But it's a matter of the heart, well, I haven't been able to forget him, every time I try my heart feels pain.
Suddenly Alisa sobs in the arms of Aunt Aida. When his heart is fragile, at least someone still loves him.
"You can do it, I'm sure you'll get a good guy like Devan."
"Stop, La!" Raisya stops Syakila who almost scoops food when she sees Alisa crying in Aida's aunt's arms.
"Sister, I let you take care of Alisa until she recovers" said Raisya, who made everyone vulnerable.
Devan, who was behind Raisya, knelt down and looked at his wife's face.
"What do you mean?" devan asked enthusiastically, he really did not understand Raisya's current path of thought.
"I don't want to be selfish, brother. I do not want to be happy above the suffering of others, take care of Alisa, I sincerely divide the time between me and her," said Raisya.
For I know that love will return to its master.