I'm taking you off, Mas!

Wait for me, Baby! Wait Me!

Syafa who had just done a scan on his head returned to the room with a feeling of relief.

The doctor said there was nothing serious in his head. It's just that occasionally the dizziness will definitely be felt. Naturally according to the doctor because the impact experienced so hard.

Earlier this morning Syafa was taken to the scan room by one of the nurses on guard. But when he came back, Syafa was with a different person. Roni, along with that man Syafa this time. Roni is still in Jakarta to this day. His former assistant kept his promise to take care of all of Syafa's business. The luxury house he once lived with Afkar has been officially sold. Likewise with the shares he owned in one of the companies that had been led by Afkar.

The decision taken by Syafa is unanimous. Syafa will give half the proceeds of the sale of everything he has to Afkar. Roni took Syafa to the park next to the hospital. The woman who had not long been a religious widow asked for it because there were some things she wanted to talk about with Roni. Both of them sat down side by side. Roni sat on the iron bench while Syafa sat on his wheelchair. There's a lot of things they're talking about. Until the plan Syafa who wants to donate some of his property to the orphanage will be realized.

One thing that has never been separated from Syafa. Share with people in need.

“Mas, thank you yes. Roni was always there for me. Sorry if I always trouble you,” Syafa said.

“Hey, I told you not to always say that,” said Roni.

Syafa smiled back at him. “How is Mas Roni's life at malang?” ask Syafa.

“Custom, there is nothing special like in Jakarta. It's just that there this heart feels at ease. Being in a pesantren environment makes me feel calmer,” said Roni.

“What's special in Jakarta, Mas. Why not keep what you think is special?”

“It wants me to be like that, keep it. Especially at this time, it seems like I have to fight to fight again to fight for it,” said Roni suddenly made Syafa look at him. He felt that the man's words were fixed for him. Because Syafa had talked about this with Roni before. When Syafa asks Roni to take it off in order to marry Melani.

Roni smiled back at Syafa's gaze. “You know something special that, because from the past until now nothing has changed even though there has been a stop in this heart. Your name will never shift.” Roni looked at Syafa with an unusual gaze.

Syafa just shook his head in response. “Do not ngaco, Mas. Nothing special about me at all. I'm not at all worth fighting for,” Shafa argued. We better get to the room now! Papa and Yara must have been waiting and wanted to know the results of my examination earlier.” Syafa switched his conversation with Roni. He did not want to make that hope grow. Roni is too good for him.

Syafa was about to deflect the wheelchair that he was sitting in at this time often self-sufficiently. But Roni quickly takes over and pushes Syafa towards his treatment room.

Arriving in front of her treatment room. Syafa asks Roni to stop his push. “Stop, Mas,” Pinta Syafa. The woman's eyes were fixed on the scene inside the room.

The door of the treatment room is not tightly closed so that the situation in the room is clearly visible from the outside. Syafa's smile expanded upon seeing the warmth of his family inside.

“This is what I wanted all this time, Mas. Togetherness with brother and papa that I have longed for.” Shafa lowered his head, his hands stretched out to feel his own stomach. He remembered his dead son.

“One more wish of mine,” Syafa sighed heavily. “Want to see the grave of my own son.” Syafa's tears don't just flow. “I, useless mom back then. Cannot protect it while in the womb. The most sinful when I don't know where my little daughter's grave is. I really feel useless.” Syafa shed her tears.

Roni covers Syafa's shoulders from behind. “Never regret what happened. Look at them laughing happily. Papa and Yara, they would also want to see you happy this time. Smile!” whispered Roni.

Shafa looked up and then looked back. Nodding softly at the words Roni whispered to her.

“Mba Syafa,” call Yara from indoors.

Shafa hurriedly wiped his tears. “Ya.”

“Why not log in?” ask Yara as the road approaches towards Syafa. The door of the room that had been opened a little became wide open.

“Ah, it was--,” Syafa confused want to answer what to question Yara.

“Syafa is happy to see you and Mr. Rio laughing like before. Smiles and laughter like never before.” Roni answered Yara's question.

Yara pulled both corners of her lips. Then spread out his arms and walked towards Syafa to embrace him. “I'm also very happy, Mba. My dream from childhood is currently realized.” Yara put her cheek on Syafa's cheek. He expressed his happiness to the woman.

“Sorry if this togetherness you have to pass with a lot of sadness and tears. Mba knows the apology that is currently spoken will not be able to close the heart wound that has been stuck in your heart, Ra,” said Syafa. It seems that his mistakes are not easily forgotten.

Just wanted to continue his words, Syafa was immediately prevented by Yara by sticking the index finger of the woman on Syafa's lips. “Syutt, don't talk that again, Mba. I am thankful for the experience I had. And all the events that happened, my life today is happier,” Yara replied. And at the same time Erza came out of the room. Yara quickly held her husband's hand and rested her head on the man's shoulder.

“I got something precious from that incident. Together with Mas Erza with her family who loved me so much.” Yara was spoiled Erza's prayer. Although it did not know what kind of chat topic Syafa and Yara were talking about. Erza responded by kissing the forehead of the woman who is currently still spoiled by leaning her head on her shoulder.

Happiness is clearly visible from the couple. Yara looked up at Erza. The woman smiled happily to reply. “And I'm so lucky to be with you, Mas,” replied Yara with her sweet smile.

Seeing the happiness of Yara and Erza at that time. It felt a sense of regret in Syafa's heart slightly reduced. Yara's older sister was grateful, Yara was able to get her happiness.

“Mothers are even here. He said he was going to take medicine," said Dhiya, who approached outside the treatment room. "I don't want to stay here long! I can't wait to go back to my grandfather's house" said Dhiya.

Erza scratched her non-itchy head. "Sorry, Honey. Papa forgot," said Erza.

"Well, can Dhiya go home?" syafa asked and got a nod from the little boy in front of him.

"Yes mamih. Me, my mother also papa will go home Grandpa," said Dhiya.

"really? You're gonna stay at papa's old house?" tanya Syafa looked in disbelief.

The suggestion of Yara being the answer to Syafa's question.

Shafa smiled happily at her. The woman also wanted to come home with Yara.

"I want to come home with you guys" Shafa asked.

"Would you wait for the doctor who handled you, Fa," Roni chimed in.

Yara and Erza nodded simultaneously. They also returned to the room. Soon the doctor who treated Syafa came. Checking the results of the examination that was done by Syafa. The happiest thing was also obtained from the doctor. Syafa can go home with Dhiya and Mr. Rio.

Preparations were immediately made. Assisted by Aunt Gita who was still there, they finally arrived in front of the old Papa Rio house. The house bears witness to the old man's life with the woman who gave birth to his two daughters.

Yara was silent when she entered the luxurious house.

Her eyes were fixed on the photo of a beautiful woman without the longest hijab right in front of the room.

"Mama ...," said Yara.

Not only Yara, Syafa also fell silent staring at the photo.

'When is the photo of my mom in the front room?' asked Syafa inwardly then glanced towards his papa. The woman smiled. Shafa understood that it was his father's behavior. Syafa looked back at the picture.

'Well, I'm coming home with Faeqa, my sister.we're all together in this house.'

Inner Syafa is happy.

Same with Yara and Syafa. Mr. Rio was also speechless staring at the photo of the beautiful woman before him.

'Finally I can bring our second daughter back to this house, honey. Me and our two daughters are gathered here. We will be together again. Wait for me, baby! Wait me!'

Mr. Rio's mind with a smile on his face as he stared at the photo of the woman in the figura.

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To Be continued