I'm taking you off, Mas!

Farewell

Erza decided after seven days of the death of Mr. Rio. He and Yara and Dhiya will return to Switzerland. And this eighth day, according to plan. Yara was preparing to pack the goods to be brought back to a country known as the cleanest and most beautiful country in the world.

The news of Erza and Yara's return to Switzerland also reached the ears of Mama Anggi. The woman who gave birth to Erza immediately rushed towards the Wirawan residence. The arrival of the dream in-laws was welcomed by Yara.

“You sure you want to give birth there?” mama Anggi asked Yara as they both sat in front of the park next to the mansion. White rose garden that still leaves some flowers there.

Yara nodded slowly answering him. “Yakin, Mar. At first I wanted to stay here longer. But I changed my mind, Mas Erza needed me more there,” Yara said as she poured warm tea from a small teapot provided by Bi Tum for her and Mama Anggi. “You don't use sugar, Mah?” yara asked as she was about to serve Mama Anggi a cup of tea.

“Wear just a little, Son,” reply Mama Anggi. Yara followed her mother-in-law's wishes.

“Teh, Mah!” Yara placed a cup of sweet warm tea in front of Mama Anggi.

“Thank you, Darling.” Mama Anggi immediately tasted it.

“Quite sweetness, Mah?” ask Yara.

“Enough. Thank you.” Mama Anggi smiled sweetly at Yara.

“Sama-sama, Mah," said Yara who is still in a standing position not far from Mama Anggi. The pregnant young woman continued by cutting the cake that her mother-in-law brought as a hand.

Mama Anggi put the drink Yara made on the table. Then continued his first conversation. “If you are sure of the decision taken. My mother can only support. Mama can only pray for you and your content is healthy until giving birth later,” said Mama Anggi while extending her hand towards the belly of Yara who already looks distended. Then rub it slowly. “Sehat-sehat ya dede utun. You must be strong like your mother, this. Oma can't wait to see you born into this world,” said Mama Anggi who again rubbed Yara's stomach.

“Thank you for your best prayer, Mah.”

The old lady who looked still beautiful was smiling warmly at Yara. He understands his condition. Erza who has not long pioneered the company abroad can not just hand over her work to others. It will affect his company.

“When does it start?” Mama Anggi asked again.

“Later afternoon, Mah.”

It did not feel that the brolan continued to wait for Erza's presence. Mama Anggi took a nap and accompanied Yara to tidy up her luggage. Until the time comes. Yara, Erza and Dhiya to prepare to leave following the flight departure schedule.

“Honey, just this ‘kan will we bring?” erza asked as her husband was about to bring their luggage.

“Iya, Mas. That's all, Kok!” answer Yara.

“Have Brother, only this soon?” Erza asked again.

“Iya, Pah.”

“Indeed the clothes we bring are not much, Mas,” exclaimed Yara.

“Your clothes are also still in my mother's house. What do you want to bring? Let Agus take it at home,” continued Mama Anggi.

“No need, Mah. Leave it!”

From the doorway a woman is seen looking into Yara's room. It was obvious that she had a sad face on the woman.

“Mamih, why stand there? Here login!” reprimand Dhiya when he saw Syafa who did not enter immediately when Erza and Mama Anggi were talking about the time of his departure to Switzerland.

Syafa is surprised to be surprised at Dhiya's reprimand to him. It also made Yara turn to the doorway. “Enter Mba!” tell Yara while waving at her brother.

Shafa slowly stepped into Yara's room. The woman sat on the edge of the bed near Yara. Pregnant women who are tidying up their leftover luggage.

“You're right to be back, Ra?” ask Syafa in a sad tone. Syafa had not been with his sister for long. And now we have to separate again.

Heard the words of Shafa. Mama Anggi invites Dhiya to get out of the room. Giving time to the two brothers talking together.

“Cute Oma first, yuk!” take Mama Anggi slowly.

Dhiya nodded slowly answering him. Dhiya understood with the intention of her beautiful Oma.

And Erza too. The husband of Yara immediately took things to the car that was ready to wait for them.

Yara smiled at the attitude of her in-laws and her husband who was so understanding to her. Then Yara approached Syafa.

Syafa grabbed both of Yara's hands. “I'm sorry, Ra. Sorry if you even recalled the incident.”

Yara shook her head slowly. “Nothing, Mba.”

“Then I will visit your place, later. Now I have to solve my problems one by one here!” keep Syafa.

“Mba, convinced by the decision to divorce Afkar?” Yara reaffirmed.

“Yakin, even very sure.”

Yara and Shafa looked at each other deeply. They clasped each other tightly with their interlocked hands.

“I hope the decision that Mba Syafa is really the best. Thank you for thinking about my feelings. Even though we are separated but we will still communicate well,” said Yara and immediately got a nod from Syafa.

The two brothers hugged each other. There was a sense of heaviness in the hearts of the two of them when the farewell came so quickly. Such a short-lived togetherness is felt by both. They also lose loved ones when they regroup.

The hand is the farewell between Shafa and Yara. The siblings, who had recently reunited, separated at the check-in area. This time they had to be completely separated to live each other's lives. Not just those two brothers. A boy who had just met Dhiya again this time also took the little girl to the airport.

Azzam followed to the airport with Papa Rangga. Mama Anggi's adopted son from the orphanage where Yara grew up used to take Dhiya in his last time.

“Sorry to see you, just met an hour ago I had to go back to parting with you, Dhiy,” Azzam said as the two children walked into the check-in room.

“Kak Azzam snobs busy!” ketus Dhiya's. The girl quickly followed her mother. While in Jakarta. Dhiya is looking forward to spending time with Azzam.

A smile on Azzam's lips. “Not busy. But, I have to study well and become a successful man when I grow up. So that I am not ashamed to propose to your father and your father later,” whispered Azzam while balancing his steps with Dhiya. Dhiya's steps stopped after hearing Azzam's words.

Dhiya shook her head in reply. “Kak Azzam ngadi.” Dhiya resumed his steps and this time the boy had been embraced by Erza to enter the plane's departure gate.

Azzam kept smiling looking at Dhiya. The boy was so happy to tease Dhiya. But in Azzam's heart, temptation was not just a joke. There was seriousness in his heart when Azzam grew up.

After parting ways, Syafa exits the airport along with Yara and Azzam's two in-laws.

“I went straight home, Auntie,” said to Mama Anggi first because they stepped together out of the airport.

“Go to Aunt's house if you're lonely, Fa. Aunty already thinks you like a Aunt herself just like Yara,” said Mama Anggi while rubbing the arm slowly Syafa.

“InsyaAllah, Tan.”

“Do not hesitate to us. Think of us as your parents too,” continued Papa Rangga.

A nod and a little smile Syafa gave. “Thank you for the kindness Om, Auntie. God willing I will visit your house later.” Immediately Syafa reached out to greet the two such good couples. Not to forget also to Azzam, a boy whose eyes can not be separated staring at his beautiful nephew, Dhiya.

Syafa waved his hand before he entered the car that was waiting for him.

“Be careful, Fa,” said Mama Anggi while replying to Shafa's hand.

The car carrying Syafa slowly drove away from the airport area.

“That's a pity, Syafa. May the child live his life. I'm sure she's a strong woman just like her sister, Yara.”

“We pray, Mah,” said Papa Rangga.

“Prieve me too, Pah. So that the feeling that I have of this heart towards Dhiya stay awake until we grow up,” said Azzam. But unfortunately the boy only dared to reveal it in his heart.

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to be continued