Half of My Husband's life

What If It's Indri's Sister?

There was no further conversation, Ningrum who had expected to finally choose to go to the bathroom. While Nur was still stunned by their conversation that he finally remembered the thing that might have been related.

'But, there's no way Mas Andra's not being honest with Sister Fiza.'

Trying to remember that day when Fiza was so hysterically crying over Azzam's passing.

'The person who hit Mas Azzam was critical.' Ahmad's voice still mengiang in Nur's ear, at that time he was also in the living room of Azzam's house, comforting Ara who was crying.

"No, I think it's just a coincidence." I took a breath, tried to think positive.

Two days in the country of people, the two girls Kiyai Marzuki took care of Indri, including when the prayers both performed in the nursery of Indri. Do not forget their free time spent just to sit reading the Qur'an beside Indri.

Until the afternoon of the second day, they packed up to leave Singapore.

The plane began to loose in the air with a sense of relief already seeing the state of Indri. Seeming from the window clouds lined up in the distance, even as thin smoke sometimes passed. I don't know at what altitude Nur felt they were too far away from the earth.

"Where on earth are you, I think I should call you." Nur thought, then leaned back and then fell asleep thinking about Ahmad.

"We've reached Brother." It felt like it was only a moment, then he woke up Ningrum.

The taxi they were riding was driving. Nur slightly glanced at Tomi, feeling the need to talk but hesitated where to start. It was truly the number twenty that was troubling Nur's current mind.

"We'd better get back to the cottage first." Nur opened a chat in the car that since from the airport was quiet.

"alright. I'll go to your brother's house first, he should know Indri's progress." Tomi glanced at the front rearview mirror, talking to Nur who nodded.

"Hopefully after this, Kak Indri's health continues to improve. I'm sure he's a good man." Nur started fishing for the direction of the conversation.

"That's right, he's a good figure, just like Andra. I wish he still had a chance to live." Tomi.

"What did Indri's sister like in the accident that left her so badly injured?" nur's face looked serious.

"At that time, he had just returned from out of town. With a chaotic feeling he drove himself. Until finally lost control and the accident was inevitable, his car hit the power pole until it was destroyed in the front, lucky not to explode."

"Astaghfirullah." said Nur finally made the youngest urung sleep. "Where did the accident happen?"

Tomi looked at Nur like she was surprised. Clearly visible from the windshield Nur's face was eager to hear the answer.

"Are there any other victims?"

"Ah, that..." Tomi seemed to think. "It's best that you ask Andra directly, My heart always feels guilty when it remembers that heart, I often blamed myself for falling asleep at the hotel where Indri and her ex-husband met. I should have been with him." His face looked sorry.

It's not that easy to find the answer. And Tomi will be suspicious if he continues to be forced.

'But someone with a burden would be happy to have a place to share, but not Tomi. Suppose that was true, how could Mas Andra be that lofty, what about Sister Fiza?'

While at Andra's house, the handsome man was endlessly grateful after hearing from Tomi. Even a pulse that returned to normal was a miracle for him. "Hopefully Indri can be conscious, and recover from her long sleep" said Andra holding the hand of Fiza who was still sitting on the sofa after Tomi came home.

"Thank you dear, your presence makes me happy, it also strengthens me who is losing direction. It is unimaginable that in this world there is no you. I don't know." Andra hugged Hafizah tightly.

For a moment hugging each other, Hafizah seemed to dissolve with memories of the past.

"What's the matter, honey?" Andra loosened her embrace.

"No Mas, I just remember something"

Knocked his eyebrows. "What is that, baby?"

Fiza laughed then hugged Andra warmly again. "No Mas." sounded so melodious, his big belly warmly touching Andra's arm.

"Honey. Can I ask you something?" whispered Andra kissed the ear wrapped in the veil.

He nodded, without moving from Andra's embrace.

"Do you really hate the man who made Azzam die?"

For a moment digesting, then releasing Andra's embrace, the two stared at each other.

"Kak Indri is in that position" Andra said again, so slowly.

Her beautiful face was suddenly sad, her heart seemed to be dragged into the past. But then Indri's helpless shadow also loomed in turn.

"I'm sorry if I've been selfish, I don't like hearing you talk about Azzam. To be honest in addition to jealousy I also feel our position is contradictory." whispered Andra sound sad. But her handsome face so enjoyed the beauty as well as the beauty of the face that looked up unwilling to turn away.

"I don't hate it Mas." The short answer, but it doesn't make Andra happy.

He then heard a heavy breath. "Only, I was already disappointed with those who did not care at all about the lives that had been lost... Don't they feel guilty even a little? Or do they have no feelings so that the life of Mas Azzam is just like a rat who was crushed in the streets."

"Fiza!" stop but not snarl.

"I know I have to be sincere Mas."

"If you know, then why don't you take it? Wouldn't that grudge just stain your heart?" ask Andra trying as slow as possible.

Fiza looked down deeper, right Andra said, even because her heart held a temper for too long, she had trouble controlling herself. When the heart is inhabited by vengeance and hatred, then there is no more calm, hatred will continue to disturb his soul, dirty his heart, disturb his mind.

"I hear, they also provide compensation for the continuation of your life and Ara? Doesn't that mean they're still thinking about you?"

"It would be a good step if they came and met me! There is no good faith as a fellow human being that may be! It accidentally killed Mas Azzam, and the person who hit it was also seriously injured. And if they come then I will accept them with sincerity, I will not be angry, I will not hate them, nor will I ask for anything. Not replacing Mas Azzam's life with money."

Instantly limp all over Andra's body, it turns out that the accident still makes his wife's heart very hurt.

"Fiza... What if the person who hit Azzam is Indri's sister, are you still not willing to forgive her?"