
The atmosphere in the room. Hamdan looked up, blinking his eyes so that the water that pooled there did not fall. He was so moved, seeing that his wife had made peace with Zahra.
After how many minutes, they can control themselves. They chatted casually.
"So, you're going to stay with Zidan?" rosa asked, as Zahra told her about her moving into her sister's house today. And he came home this time was to pick up some personal belongings and his clothes.
"Iya Tan, brother and Melati asked me to help take care of Alifa. She said it was Melati's first experience being a mother. So, he must really need help. Aunty Cahaya and mama Laras, both very busy with work. So can't stay at Zidan's house."
"Well, despite Om and Aunt's intentions, Zahra was staying at our house. But, it was true what Zidan said. Motherhood is so complicated, Melati needs your help."
Rosa was a little disappointed. But, he justified Zidan's decision.
"Om and Auntie don't be sad. Zahra will play to Om and Aunt's house more often."
"Thank you dear. You have always accompanied us all this time. Although aunt's attitude isn't friendly to you."
Rosa felt guilty again. This three months Zahra always went to her house every Sunday. But, he was not being nice to the girl.
"Don't talk about it anymore Tan. It's all over. Now we just have to live. Learning to accept reality even though it's bitter."
Again, the two hugged each other. And after a few minutes, Rosa and Hamdan helped Zahra pack up and drove her to Zidan's house. All right, they want to congratulate Zidan and Melati on the birth of their first daughter.
...
Perhaps God had wanted his brother to rise from his painful past.
About six o'clock in the afternoon. Hamdan and Rosa are ready to go home. Zidan, Melati and Zahra had already asked the two to wait for dinner time. But, he said tonight they had a meeting with a client.
Well, after the death of the son who was a founder of a large company. Hamdan who is a police officer should be a businessman at this time too.
I don't know, miris was also with those two middle-aged. His only successor died without leaving another successor. Looks like their family chains will be cut off there.
...
Zahra's days are back in color since the birth of his nephew. The girl became more excited and came back always cheerful. Even though at bedtime he was still lamenting the departure of Sam. But, it looks like he can already let go. He realized, if not the lamentation Sam needed in nature. Except prayer.
*Memories with you, let me keep it a history. A beautiful history that I will capture in my heart.
Your departure, seemed to bring me along. However, this self is conscious. If life had to go on. I'll remember you. Be a prayer in my bow*.
Since the death of the heart. Zahra could no longer focus on writing novels. His mind was focused on Sam. Hobby wrote it only he poured in a diary book.