
Arya chooses to get out of her room, letting her wife be with the two women. How can I make amends to him? I don't deserve to be forgiven, but at least he wants to talk to me, giving me the opportunity to do everything possible to make his heart feel better. Yes ... although it is not easy, inner Arya.
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"Thank God you came, somehow it feels reluctant to see his face, I remember the pain of Shayna when born with organs that have not been functioning perfectly. He should be in this stomach for another month, hiks ...," said Arin, staring at his flat stomach, and crying.
Diani hugged her sister-in-law. She had never been in this position, but she was also saddened by what her sister felt.
"Sabar Rin. This is destiny, you must be sincere because Shayna is happy. Later he will be your helper, become the savings of the afterlife..!"
Words of advice are so easy to say, but hard for Arin to do. Those words were only able to be heard, but his heart was still unable to accept.
"Eat first..! Since you haven't eaten, I've eaten fish, there are boiled eggs as well. Especially for you..!" Amel.
Arin let out a long sigh, how could he still have a taste for food at a time like this? How could he think of his stomach, while half of his soul had been gone for good.
***
Now Arya is in a house that holds many memories, the atmosphere of the house looks the same. The sound of a small child screaming towards him, Arya looked closely at the toddler.4 years ahead Shayna might run to greet him like this. Didn't feel Arya's cheeks getting wet, the tiny hand touching Arya's cheeks as if it were a dry tissue.
"Well, is he sad?" Ask Cila.
"Cila, call Om. Cila's dad, Fadil's dad..!" Aryan. His heart grew even more sliced when someone called him father.
"Yes Om, don't cry anymore..!" Said Cila then hugged the man's body. Arya stood up and held Cila to look for her mother.
"Mother in Den's kitchen" said Ms Hasna, understanding that Arya was looking for her mother.
Arya intends to stay a few days at Nadia's house, until Arin's heart can really accept it again. At least his wife wanted to talk to him, and let him prove it.
But his mother forbade, he told his son to stay at home. Encouraging Arin, even though Arin refused, but if he instead dodged this way. Arin will misunderstand, and judge if the child is a man who runs away from responsibility. Giving up just like that, not wanting to fight harder.
"Although there is already his family from the village, but you as her husband must always be beside her Arya, go home!" Nadia answered and pushed the man's body out of the door that was now wide open.
Arya who has no place to return but home, she also obeyed her mother's advice. His footsteps were heavy, his life seemed to know no direction. The fate of his household did not know in the future what it would be like.
He tried to knock on the door many times, seeing that the atmosphere was already quiet, even the moon was already very bright in the dark sky. Bi Ijah opened the door in a state of heavy eyes, though of course Arya is easy to recognize.
Arya now stepped slowly because of her rains. The atmosphere of the house was completely deserted, he walked towards his room, opening the door very carefully.
Chequelek
The room was so dark, he turned on the lights. How surprised he was when he saw the woman sitting at the bedside. Staring at him with a cynical look, "apparently you remember coming home too, huh Mas? I thought you were running away from the trouble you're making."
The deg!
Arya's feelings become unwarranted, whether she should be grateful for choosing to go home or she should feel guilty for leaving. His lips were cackled, no words dared to come out of his mouth. No defense, no excuses, then what should he say?
"I'm sorry, Deck…"
"Tens of times, even hundreds of times I heard an apology from your mouth Mas, but what? Just keep making other mistakes, again and again" replied Arin.
"I'm confused Dek, I'm not here to be considered either. You're still angry, yes you're gone. You'd better say what you have to do, you can't read your heart..!" arya.
"So, am I wrong? That so?" Ask Arin cynically.
Did I speak wrong? Why is this getting complicated. Should I just shut up, because every word I say turns out to be wrong in Arin's ear, Arya's mind.
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