I'm taking you off, Mas!

Missing the Old Afkar Mas

Though still shaking moved his hand. But Mr. Setyo still unites the hands of Yara and Afkar. Yara did not stop crying at that time. Indeed, only Mr. Setyo understands his heart at this time.

Afkar looked at Mr. Setyo as if he wanted to tell him something.

Mr. Setyo knows that Afkar is losing his memory right now. Despite having a stroke, his hearing still clearly captures all the words Mira said last night about Afkar's condition.

The hand grip between Yara and Afkar did not last long. Afkar suddenly let go of her just like that. For the man saw the coming of Shafa into the house.

"Sir, forgive Afkar who can't remember everything yet. But I want to introduce my other wife. She's the woman who's been saving me and helping me with my treatment all along. If it wasn't for him maybe Afkar wouldn't be in this world right now." Afkar turned to Syafa and asked the woman to come closer to him.

Shafa shook his head against Afkar's request. But Bu Nuri slightly pushed slowly the body of his new son-in-law.

"Sana, approach your husband!" Bu Nuri half whispered to Syafa. Then told Dhiya to take off Shafa's hand. The little girl could be directly close to Syafa. The gentle nature of Afkar's second wife was easily accepted by Dhiya.

"This is my wife, sir!" Afkar introduced Syafa to Mr. Setyo. With courtesy and courtesy Syafa greeted Mr. Setyo.

"I'm Shafa, sir! Sorry if my presence here makes you surprised especially with my status as the wife of Afkar," Syafa said while cupping her hands in front of her chest while bowing her body slightly to Mira, Uncle Yono, Bi Darmi and Bu Nuri were inside the room.

Syafa also looked at Yara who threw away her face while rubbing her cheeks. Shafa knew that Yara was shedding tears.

"Especially Yara, I'm sorry. I really didn't know that Mas Afkar was married" Syafa said, staring at Yara sadly. It felt the sadness Yara could feel.

Yara could only reply with a slight smile.

"You don't need to apologize, Yara should thank you for saving her husband from the brink of death.If there's no you what's the fate of Afkar?" serobot Bu Nuri who suddenly chimed in on Syafa's words.

"Yes, right said my mother. I should be thanking you, mba!" reply Yara while bowing down sadly.

Mira, Uncle Yono, Bi Darmi just shook his head at Bu Nuri's behavior. They all knew that the middle-aged woman did not like Yara from long ago.

Yara chose to budge rather than there being a commotion there.

Mr. Setyo seemed saddened by the situation. 'Yara, forgive me for not being able to help you this time, son. Be patient and stay strong for Dhiya. I'm sure you're a strong woman.'

Inner Pak Setyo who noticed the interaction of Bu Nuri, Yara and everyone nearby.

"Yes already ... It's been... You better rest first. You guys are out on a long road trip, definitely cape, right? Later after you rest and tell us what really happened!" Bu Nuri pulled Syafa to follow her steps towards a room.

"Mir, take your father first to the room.it is time for him to rest," said Bu Nuri and got a nod from Mira. His youngest son was well obeyed the orders of his mother.

Yara was surprised when Bu Nuri, her father-in-law pointed her room at Syafa, the room she used to stay with Afkar if she stayed in the house.

"Loh, Mum. That's my room and Mas Afkar's?" yara's Protest on Bu Nuri.

"Mira's guest room is cleaned, you can sleep there! I'll move your clothes and Dhiya's from that room. Shafa must not be used to sleeping in the restroom. Your room and Afkar's gonna be pretty big so now give up on them first. Syafa is also Afkar's wife, so you should be willing to share. Think of this as your return to him," said Bu Nuri then wanted to invite Syafa to the room. But the woman refused.

"I can sleep in any room, Mom! It doesn't have to be big, it's important clean." Syafa tries to subtly refuse. The lady did not feel good to suddenly be treated special like that.

Bu Nuri turned towards Yara after hearing Syafa speaking while looking at Yara.

"Do you mind, Ra?" Asked Bu Nuri with his firm voice.

"No, Ma. Just please! True said mother, I must know myself to return the favor of Syafa. I might not be able to afford all the care of Mas Afkar, if not the help of Mba Syafa there is no way Mas Afkar can meet with us again here," yara said as she grabbed her tote bag and prepared to step towards the living room that had been cleaned by Mira before.

"Ra," call Syafa. He felt bad about the situation that happened at the time.

"I'm not pa-pa, Mba!" Yara said to Syafa then turned to Dhiya who was confused by the words of the adults before him.

"But, Dad tenapa cama Mamih Cafa, Mah. Beldua to kamal?" Tanya Dhiya plain while on Lura's sidecar to the guest room.

"Later, you explain to me Dhiya, ok." Dhiya nodded slowly in response.

Mira shook her head with Bu Nuri's attitude.

"Mom, shouldn't be like that Mba Yara, pity!" mira's reprimand to Bu Nuri then turned to Syafa.

"Mba Shafa Sama Mas Afkar better rest first in the room! The journey from Jakarta here must make you tired. If indeed you have had lunch outside earlier, the food has been prepared for later in the afternoon," said Mira.

"I'm sorry... We did not eat, the food was prepared. I asked for food on my way here. I saw a skein in the street so it felt like I wanted to enjoy the food," Afkar replied to surprise Mira.

"Mas, remember Mba Yara's favorite food of the same Mas?" Ask Mira.

Afkar shook his head slowly. "No, I was just curious as I passed the restaurant. Clearly emblazoned menu eating that strange," said Afkar.

"That's your two favorite meal. Every Sunday must be Mas Afkar and Mba Yara to the place," said Mira a little expressed her brother's favorite.

"Here you are, what the hell! Tell them to rest and tell the others," said Bu Nuri trying to stop Mira talking more while stepping away from Syafa and Afkar.

"Mothers... Mas Afkar must be given little by little memories of his past in order to slowly return his memories," Mira protested to Bu Nuri.

Afkar shook his head to hear the words of the mother and child.

"Come on... Coming, Honey!" Take Afkar to Syafa.

"Mas, did I hurt Lura's feelings?" Shafa felt bad.

"No!"

Shafa took a slow breath. It was free to ask Afkar.

"Listen you should be glad I always remember you, what if I forget you too?" afkar whispers softly in the ear of a Syafa. The man spoke ill of the woman

"Don't... You mustn't forget me, Mum!" Syafa kissed his lips and then hugged Afkar tightly and spoiled.

Afkar chuckled small with the spoiled attitude of Syafa. His second wife who was pampered by Afkar and also Mr. Rio, his papa. The two then entered the room that Bu Nuri had provided. The actual room belonged to Yara and Afkar.

In another room, Syara stood behind a wall inside the guest room whose door was slightly open.

Yara held onto her own chest while occasionally patting it softly. It felt in Yara's heart sick and tight. A round of tears trickled back down Yara's cheeks as she glanced towards them. Afkar was so pampered and gentle with Yara. One thing Afkar often did to him first.

"I miss my old Mas Afkar!" muttered Yara who turned her face upwards while closing her eyes. Trying to hold back the tears that came out of his eyes.

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