I'm taking you off, Mas!

Go away

Arriving Yara's house was blocked by Bu Nuri. Her mother-in-law was on the porch of the house accompanying her husband Mr. Setyo. Yara quickly touched both.

“That's fast, Ra. Are you from the hospital or where?” Bu Nuri looks suspicious of Yara.

“I haven't met Mas Afkar and Mba Syafa, Mom!” Reply Yara.

“So you go to the hospital if you don't see them,” Bu Nuri's nagging tightly on Yara.

“I'm not good when I want to go into the room Mba Syafa there papa his there. So I just leave the same green bean porridge sister. It looks like Mas Afkar is talking seriously with his father Mba Syafa. I don't want to interrupt,” Yara said.

“Ah ... What the hell can you do?” the Syndir Bu Nuri. The old woman quickly entered the house while pushing a wheelchair. “We're in, Pa! Her eyes are getting hot.” Bu Nuri passed by just like that from before Yara.

Seeing Bu Nuri's never-changing attitude towards her further made Yara's decision unanimously. Today too, Yara will be leaving this house. Entering the luxurious house of Syafa makes his chest more crowded, ‘benalu’ that's the word ever thrown by Bu Nuri for him. Yara will never forget that.

Yara went into her room, she sat on the edge of her bed. Room that hasn't given her warmth. Yara immediately rushed to put the clothes into her bag. Fortunately, there were not many clothes he had. Dhiya soon entered the room. The beautiful girl looked confused by what Yara was doing.

“Mother where to go?” ask Dhiya who suddenly went into the room. The tone of the 4-year-old girl's speech is fairly smooth at this time. The girl immediately sat down by Yara's side. Hearing Dhiya's question, Yara was a little confused to answer. Doubtful, that feeling suddenly appeared in his mind. If he leaves this house, Dhiya will lose the room of his dreams. In this house Dhiya can get what he wants. But if you go with Yara, it might be difficult for Dhiya to get something he wants.

Yara breathed a heavy sigh. Although it is difficult but this he must decide immediately. Yara does not want her self-esteem to continue to be considered low if she continues to be in this house.

“Dhiya,” call Yara while gently stroking Dhiya's jet black hair.

“Yes, Mother.” Dhiya stared fixedly at the face of the mother.

“You're happy to stay here?” Ask Yara.

Dhiya nodded his head slowly. “Happy, Bun.”

Yara closed her eyes. Whether he should be selfish by maintaining his feelings on Dhiya's happiness appeal. Yara was worried. But her cheeks were warmed by the touch of her daughter's hand. Dhiya covers Yara's face with her two hands.

“Mother sadly stay here?” Tanya Dhiya who still hasn't removed her hand from Yara's cheek.

A heavy smile Yara gave. He was confused as to what to answer.

“Every night mommy cry, are you the same bad dad mother? Dad also never sleep together again same we rich first!” Dhiya.

Yara was shocked to hear Dhiya's words. “Why did Dhiya say that?”

“Dede dengel mother cry before going to bed. Dede also dengel mother always asked father to make a return. Dad ‘kan sekalang same us, Bun! Why do you always ask God to give you back?” dhiya's question made Yara even more sick. He doesn't know what to do at the moment.

“Mother, angry yes same mamih, if dad more often same mamih in the same us?” Again Dhiya revealed what was stuck in his mind. The little girl was always asking what was on her mind still with her slurred voice.

“Mother to pelgi?” Many of the questions that Dhiya asked, not a single Yara answered. “If mommy from this house. Dede wants to come with mom!” said Dhiya and sontak make Yara's eyes teary. His little daughter understood what he was feeling right now. Yara quickly hugged Dhiya.

“Dhiya sure want to join mother?” Yara.

The little girl nodded slowly. “Iya, dede join me!”

A feeling so relieved, the only one capable of making Yara excited was Dhiya.

Yara hurriedly stuffed Dhiya's clothes into the backpack. Just like Yara. Dhiya only put a little clothes that will be carried. Before leaving Yara made a letter to Afkar, her husband. The expression of his disappointment in Afkar. And a farewell to my husband.

Yara placed the letter on the nightstand not far from her bed. Yara and Dhiya prepare to leave the house of Shafa. Yara stopped her steps when she had just walked out of the room. He was confused to give a reason to Bu Nuri. Yara spread her gaze around the room.

“Dhiya wait a moment here, yes! Mommy wants to find eyang uti first,” said Yara and Dhiya obey the word of the mother.

“Where's mom, huh? ko is not everywhere?” yara Gumam. The woman returned home. At the same time Yara passed one of the servants in the house.

“Bi, see mom?” Ask Yara.

“The guy just went to the hospital with the driver. Said he wanted to follow Mr Afkar, Non?” abugn.

“Bapak?”

“Pak Setyo is in the room. Earlier before leaving the mistress asked me to occasionally see the father in the room.”

Yara nodded slowly hearing it.

There was gratitude when Bu Nuri was not home. So Yara didn't need to get any scathing remarks when she left the house. Yara quickly walked towards Mr. Setyo's room. With a slow motion Yara opened the room door. The middle-aged man immediately turned his head towards the open door. His mouth tried to call out to Yara, but only a mutter was heard. There have been no significant changes after several treatments. Mr. Setyo even had difficulty eating

Thank goodness there was Yara, there was a painstaking feeding the middle-aged man. But I don't know if Yara leaves.

Yara gave her best smile to Setyo.

“Pak, want to sleep?” greet Yara and get a nod from Mr. Setyo.

“The father is healthy again, huh? Later if we meet Yara hoping to see a healthy father as usual. Forgive Yara yes, if anything goes wrong!” said Yara as a last greeting with Mr. Setyo there is no farewell speech to see you or so because Yara did not have the heart to say that.

Mr. Setyo just replied with a nod while pulling the corner of his lips. The middle-aged man felt even more relieved after seeing Yara.

‘Ra, why do you feel something! What do you mean if you meet again. Where do you want to go.’ Mr. Setyo's inner self in his heart.

The father-in-law of Yara was eager to speak directly to Yara. But what a blink of power alone is not enough to express it.

Mr. Setyo shook his head in reply to Yara. He is conscious and cannot be lied to. If Yara, her daughter-in-law was saying goodbye to her without speaking the truth. Mr. Setyo understood Yara's attitude that did not want to worry him.

Mr. Setyo's hand was slightly raised to prevent Yara.

‘Don't go, Ra! You know you're leaving! Survive for Afkar and Dhiya.’

Mr. Setyo could only speak in his own heart when he saw the departure of Yara who was smiling heavily towards him.

‘I'm sorry Yara, Sir. Yara could not survive on Mas Afkar's side.’

Yara looked back while holding Dhiya's hand. They are now near the main gate of the house of Shafa.

“Yonya Yara same non Dhiya go where?” ask one of the men whose job is to be on guard.

“You to a friend's house, Sir!” sahut Yara's.

“Oh ... Why don't you ask for a driver, Nyah?” call the guard again.

Yara shook her head slowly.

“Not necessary, I've ordered ojek online, Sir!” yara.

And soon the order came. Yara saw Dhiya speechless as she looked towards the mansion.

“Dhiya, come!” Take Yara. Dhiya also obeyed him.

“We go first, Sir!” pamit Yara to the guard.

“Be careful, Mistress.” Reply Officer guard.

The online taxi Yara was riding slowly away from Syafa's mansion.

The arrival of Yara and Dhiya was welcomed by Kak Ima.

The woman who had already regarded Yara as her own sister was so happy to see Yara coming.

“Alhamdulillah, you come back here again, Ra! Our sister you will not come here again,” greet Kak Ima while hugging Yara's body.

After giving up longing, Sister Ima glanced at Dhiya while smiling gently at the little girl.

“This is for sure, Dhiya?” Asked Kak Ima while slightly squatting aligning his body with the height of Dhiya.

Dhiya looked at Yara first. “Salim equals Sister Ima!” Decree Yara.

“Eyy ... Not my sister, but my mother. Call me mother. Ok” pinta Kak Ima on Dhiya.

The little girl nodded slowly then greeted Sister Ima.

“We'll stay here, Brother!” yara said that made Kak Ima surprised.

“Live here? That right?” Sister Ima does not believe Yara's words.

The nod and look on Yara's face that showed the sadness that made Kak Ima not ask much more.

“Ok ... Ok .... I took the contract keys, first!” reply Sister Ima. Then passed in to retrieve Yara's contract keys.

When Yara opened the contract door. Dhiya cheered happily.

“Wah ... Is there a daddy's bike here, Nda? Let's go for another three, shall we? Me, mommy cama dad!” Exclaims.

Yara could only nod slowly. Either Yara can realize her son's wishes or not.

“Whose mother is here?” asked Afkar when he saw Bu Nuri coming to the hospital.

“Delivered by driver! Where know mom way here if no one delivers,” reply Bu Nuri.

The middle-aged woman quickly approached Syafa. “Congratulations for mom's favorite daughter-in-law, soon I will nimang grandson again!” said Bu Nuri happy with Syafa.

“Iya Ma! Thank you.”

“Why isn't the rice eaten?” bu Nuri asked as she looked at the untouched food on the table, right next to the gurney.

“Against eating, Mom!”

“Tadi before mom came here, instead of Yara has delivered green bean porridge for Syafa,” said Bu Nuri.

Hearing that Afkar immediately turned his head. “When, Mom?” ask Afkar.

“Tadi morn”

Afkar and Shafa stared at each other. Then Afkar briefly exited the room. He immediately contacted Yara. Unfortunately, her cell phone number cannot be reached. This made Afkar worried.