
Not everyone has the same nature. Can live the difficult life with patience and face every problem with rigidity, but some of them are fragile and choose to end their lives. Like Veronika, who could not stand the test and chose to die in a tragic way. For he is thus free from all the stifling burdens of life.
"Master is okay?"
Right now Erkan was confused between having to be together with a sobbing Nada or Mirza who looked pale and chaotic for no reason.
He was flirting with those who were both hit.
"Take me to the car!" pinta Mirza after finishing one bottle of mineral water. He could not hear the story of Veronika's agony.
"If you need anything, call me. I'll accompany Nada to her mother's grave."
Mirza nodded slowly. Then lean his back on the seat.
It was like being slapped with that face. The journey of Veronika's life is a picture of Haira after leaving the house at that time. Pregnant without a husband and living in the middle of strangers must be experiencing painful inner pressure.
Mirza tried to calm down, even though her heart was shaken. He took his cell phone and called Haira.
"What's up, brother?" Hoarse voice greeting.
"Why so?" ask Mirza lirih. He felt a little calm after hearing Haira's voice.
"Still in bed, lazy wake up."
"Don't go anywhere yeah, I'll be home soon."
Haira scrunched her forehead. Confused by her husband saying that. Not as usual who is always ignorant. This time Mirza's voice was very serious.
Erkan hugged the slender body of Nada. Give strength to stay strong.
"Mom, Brother. It turned out that he was dead" Nada said on the sidelines crying.
Erkan rubbed the girl's back. Unceasingly calming to strong.
"Sorry, can you show me the grave of Miss Veronika?"
The old man nodded. Putting equipment at home. Approaching Erkan and Nada.
"You are patient. There I will accompany you. There are still many people who love you. You're not alone."
Tone rubbed his tears that kept flowing down his cheeks. Trying to accept reality despite being bitter.
Upon arrival at a public tomb, Nada screamed. His body collapsed while hugging a tombstone that read Veronika's name.
"Thank you, sir," said Erkan and told the man to leave.
Erkan sat behind Nada. He shed tears. Losing someone nearby is painful. Especially mother, surely her heart is broken. Although Nada had never seen the figure of her mother. Still, it disappointed him.
"Why do you leave me, sister. Why would he have to go that way?" said Nada faltered.
Erkan let out a long breath. He did not know what to talk about, at least he could still accompany Nada when she fell like this.
"I want to hug mom."
Erkan could no longer afford to let Nada in there. The girl will not be able to calm down, it will look sad and expect the presence of her mother who has died.
"We pray, may the lady of Veronika be calm in nature. She can't possibly come back to us, but I'm sure she's happy to see her baby's a grown-up and beautiful girl."
After chanting a prayer for Veronika, Erkan helped Nada to stand up. He took the girl away from the tomb.
Erkan looked back while looking at Veronika's tomb from afar.
I'll take good care of Nada. He'll be happy. I'll take it easy, I'll repay the man who made my life suffer.
Unlike when leaving which is still filled with laughter and teasing each other, now the atmosphere in the car feels quiet. No one is talking. Erkan could only glance towards Mirza who looked pensive and occasionally saw Nada from the reflection of the hanging rearview mirror.
The car stopped in front of the mansion. Mirza who was impatient to meet Haira immediately ran in.
"Honey, where are you?" shout Mirza. His voice echoed throughout the room with feet constantly stepping towards the main room.
Haira who was in the dining room deliberately hid behind the closet. Ask all the servants to be quiet.
Mirza opened the room door. His gaze circulated, sweeping the place. No one made his heart beat.
He must be in the bathroom.
Although there was no sound of water gurgling, Mirza kept her open.
He panicked when he didn't find Haira there. Then, Mirza throws the jacket and comes out.
"Haira, where are you, baby?"
Haira who was still behind the closet continued to smile small and asked the waiter to remain silent.
"Did you see Haira?" mirza asked one of the waiters who cleaned the dining room.
The waiter looked down. He knew the risks of lying, but also had to obey Haira who asked him to be quiet.
Veronika committed suicide in her home.
Mirza's getting scared. No, Haira couldn't have done that.
Dooorrr
The sound accompanied by a pat on the back made Mirza surprised. It immediately turned around. His eyes caught the face that had been missed.
"Darling, where have you been?"
Mirza hugged Haira tightly. He gave the woman no room to move. Kissing his head gently. It was as if they had only met after a long time apart.
"Darling, pity his grandpa," Haira lamented as she pushed the man's stomach.
Mirza loosened her arms and cupped both of Haira's cheeks.
"Never leave me. I promise I won't hurt you again."
"You're why, brother. I won't leave you until whenever we'll stay together" Haira said. He rested his head on Mirza's chest.
"I'm afraid you'll leave me like Nada's mother."
Hearing that, Haira looked up at Mirza's teary-looking bead.
"Dad's Tone? Does your sister know Nada's mother?" ask Haira to investigate.
Mirza nodded heavily. He would not tell her what happened to Veronika in life, because it would only remind her of her past. But it would be nice if Haira knew that Nada's mother was dead.
"Me and Erkan have found the Nada family."
Haira smiled happily. "Then, why are you sad? Isn't this happy news?"
Mirza. "Nada's mother had already died by suicide, and Erkan was still looking for evidence about Nada's father."
Haira's face dimmed, she could feel what Nada was feeling at the moment, it must be very difficult to express through words.
The grandmother who heard the conversation was shocked and could not say anything. Surely at this time Nada is very chaotic and needs loved ones.
"Now where is Nada?" ask Haira
"He's with Erkan. I'm sure Erkan can calm him down and get through this."