I'm taking you off, Mas!

Papa Erza Best

“Dad,” call Dhiya when seeing Afkar out of the ER room.

Afkar hastily wiped away the tears that were still soaking his cheeks. “Princessnya father,” said Afkar while walking closer to Dhiya.

“How is Mba Syafa, Mas?” yara asked Afkar when her ex-husband was nearby.

“Syafa is fine, maybe he is tired after talking to Roni. So, just fit me in to see him. Shafa is asleep. Right ‘kan, Ron?” reprimand Afkar on Roni who is sitting and busy with his cellphone. The man was unaware of Yara's arrival at that time. Roni immediately stood up and bowed politely to Yara. Then he turned to look at Afkar.

“Ah, yes. Just then I left it with Afkar, indeed Syafa is resting,” said Roni.

“Thank God then.” Yara was relieved to hear that. Then smiled looking at Dhiya who looked so happy when he met Afkar. Yara turns back to Roni, the man who was once her papa assistant. “Pak Roni, how are you?” greet Yara while reaching out to the man.

“My news is good, Miss,” replied Roni while replying to a helping hand from Yara.

“Pak Roni want to go to papa's room?” Yara continued to ask.

“It looks like so, Miss.”

“Pak Roni need not be stiff like that, call me Yara only! As you call Syafa,” titah Yara. The woman was saddened by Roni's call to her.

“Alright then. But can you call me without calling me Sir?” roni Pinta.

Yara immediately smiled back at him. Then nodded slowly. “OK, okay, let's be fair. I call Mas Roni only.”

Roni agreed.

Yara turns to Erza, her husband. “Mas, I went inside first want to see the development of Mba Syafa's condition,” say goodbye Yara to Erza. Her husband just nodded slowly to reply.

“Mas Roni, I stay first!”

“Wait, Ra!” Calling Afkar makes Yara stop her steps.

Yara turned to Afkar. “Why?”

“Allow me along with Dhiya,” pinta Afkar.

Yara pulled both corners of her lips upon hearing Afkar's request. “Mas Afkar does not need to ask permission from me. You're Dhiya's father, Mas. You can be together anytime. I will never ban and limit the time Mas Afkar and Dhiya to be together,” Yara said with her best smile.

Yara left Dhiya with Afkar who is her real father and also Erza, papa. The little boy looked happy with the two men who loved him. Makes Yara feel calm leaving the child. Yara stepped into the room where Syafa was.

Yara was so surprised when she saw Syafa being helped to sit by one of the guard sisters. “Mbak Syafa, why?” yara asked as she walked quickly closer to Syafa.

“Patients are okay. Ms. Syafa asked to move position only,” said the nurse who just helped Syafa. “One has accompanied, then I can leave the patient with this mother huh?” Syafa nodded back. The nurse returned to her workplace. Hearing that Yara felt relieved. She was afraid of her brother for nothing.

“Mbak out crying?” yara asked, she could see Syafa's face still swollen.

“Mas Afkar has dropped talaq for me!” lirih Syafa while bowing sadly.

“Hah! When's? Mas Afkar said, Mba again slept while he was here.”

“I don't dare to look at her face, Ra.”

Yara cupped Syafa's shoulder with both hands. He directed Shafa's view to him. “Why did you have to sacrifice for me. I told you I'm sincere with you.”

Shafa shook his head slowly. “This is my decision, Ra.”

Yara sighed slowly. “Then want Mba Syafa how?” ask Yara.

Syafa finally expresses his wish to Yara. What he felt at this moment he told me. Nearly half an hour the brothers talked together. Until finally Yara took the best decision for the future. Yara also did not want to force Syafa to change his decision. If the woman is sure of what she has decided.

Outside the room, Afkar feels reluctant to part with Dhiya but wants to how else. The man should get out of there. The longer Afkar is there. His feelings are getting worse. Luckily Dhiya could be persuaded by Afkar because his father promised to always meet Dhiya as long as his daughter was in Jakarta.

“But dad promised yes, will meet me again,” said Dhiya with his sad face.

“Daddy promise, Darling.” Afkar squatted to align his body with Dhiya. Because the little boy was sitting on his wheelchair. He pecked the little boy's forehead. Afkar quickly stood up, the man also said goodbye to Erza. There was no Roni there. The man had already paid his respects to Papa Rio's room.

The hand-welding testifies to the father and son's farewell.

Afkar walked with heavy steps. His eyes kept looking ahead. Sometimes just looking back. One corner of Afkar's lips smiled as his gaze looked towards Erza and Dhiya.

Dhiya's sweet smile was seen as her daughter spoke to Erza. Seeing that, Afkar felt calm. Yara and Dhiya are with the right people.

‘I'm sorry dad! Sorry if in the future you can not keep the word said, Darling.’

Inner Afkar, his face looked lethargic uninspired. Although it is difficult but all he has to live.

****

The next day, Erza decided to unite Dhiya, Syafa and Papa Rio's treatment room in one room. All for Yara's sake of course. Afkar did not want his wife's mind divided because the three were different rooms. Being in one room, made it easier for Yara to take care of the three of them. Surely helped by Erza's men. Because the man didn't want Yara to be exhausted.

“Ih, grandfather kayak little boy eating it is still being fed,” ledek Dhiya when he saw Papa Rio being fed by Yara.

Papa Rio responded to Dhiya with a smile. Erza who had just entered the room immediately walked closer towards Dhiya. His gaze led to the bed that Syafa occupied.

“Loh Syafa where?” erza asked as the man entered the treatment room.

“Syafa is undergoing a scan, Mas.”

“Whose name?”

“Sama Jiah.”

“Oo,” exciting Yara short. “Hopefully Mba Syafa can go home quickly too. So you can go home with me.”

“Go back to Papa room ‘kan?” connect Mr. Rio.

Yara fell silent then turned to look at her husband. He was confused to respond to his father's words.

Mr. Rio developed a smile hearing the remark from his daughter-in-law.

“Yes, Pah. We'll stay at papa's house.” Erza represents Yara answering her father-in-law's question.

“Papa,” call Dhiya spoiled.

“What, Honey?” Erza immediately turned to look at Dhiya and kissed the little boy's forehead. Erza's forehead shriveled when she saw that the tray containing Dhiya's food was still intact. “Sister hasn't eaten?”

Dhiya shook his head slowly. The boy was busy drawing designs using his right hand. Although it was a little difficult because his left hand was still injured did not relax Dhiya's spirit to be creative.

“Just do not want to eat was busy with the picture. Eleven twelve equals mother. You guys have not been right to forget the same meal.” Erza leaned towards Yara who was still busy feeding Pak Rio.

“Dhiya says wait for you, Mas. Just wanted to eat!” yara.

Erza smiled hearing that. “Pampered base,” The puffed cheeks were pinched by him.

“Papa, sick,” complained Dhiya.

The man prepared the breakfast he had bought outside the hospital. Yara's favorite chicken.

“Sister eat first, yes!” Erza grabbed Dhiya's food on the tray.

“I want that chicken porridge,” choose Dhiya.

“Loh, sister it's outdoor food!” Yara exclaimed, The woman has just finished feeding Mr. Rio. This time Yara is seen helping Mr. Rio to drink.

“Oke, papa bribe, yes,” said Erza.

“Yeay ... Papa Erza is the best.”

The warmth of the family in the room was so thick. Mr. Rio was very grateful that his current state had changed as it is now. There was a sense of relief and calm that he felt.

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.to be continued