Karma 2 (Najwa Humaira)

Chapter 4: The Two Brothers

As a husband, you can tell Bella about the state of their daughter who has a piece of Lucifer's red jewel. But the trauma that Bella still often shows makes her decide to hide the truth about Najwa.

He himself does not understand why destiny gives a test that is still related to the past. Though all efforts have been done to the point of blood end. If asked how Najwa could have the red jewel part of Lucifer. He also has no answer.

During the first daughter's pregnancy, Bella had a difficult time only during the trimester as normal for other pregnant women. It's just that the night of Najwa's birth coincided with a half-moon eclipse. There is no bad feeling, even though labor is so gripping.

Doctors are fighting to save the mother and child. In the midst of daydreams thinking about the birth process of Najwa, he suddenly remembered the words of one of the sisters who said to see a red beam shot into the chest of the baby. Is that what you call a clue?

"Son, can you find Wulan's ustadzah? Ask him to examine every nerve in the body and tell him to report to Abi as soon as possible." ask Abi did not want to force the will because he knew the princess was already quite depressed with the circumstances.

"Of course Abi, but then yeah. Wawa's body was still limp." replied to Abi's request with awareness of his unstable condition.

Azzam understood, then walked up to his daughter who was still lying down. As a father, I could not bear to see Najwa's inner being torn apart from various directions. Slowly he channeled his positive energy to warm the body of the teenager who should have a lot of passion to explore the world.

The togetherness of the father and son gives hope and affection for each other, while in the living room there is Bella who is busy feeding the Emir while hearing the story of the world today. The second son is more open than his first daughter.

The Emir even recounted the incident he had just experienced with his brother at the school park. The story reminds her mother of the friendship that still exists in her life today. Suddenly she missed Diana. The girl who chose to move city after job and follow husband.

"Is Ka Wawa still refusing to transfer schools?" Bella got up from her seat, the food on the plate was not left. Footsteps to the kitchen, but followed by Emir who likes to be a tail. "Son, drinks on the table. Wait, Mommy just wants to wash her hands."

Two minutes waiting in the living room with a glass of refreshing cold orange juice. There is actually no difference between Najwa and Emir as the two children get equal rights and obligations. However, one fact is inseparable. Where each child has a different place to confide.

The Emir is more comfortable complaining in front of his Mother, while Najwa is used to discussing with the Abi. The two children were compact to support each other unconditionally despite having disagreements. Did you never fight? Once or twice when stubbornly hugging each other.

Mother Bella sat down next to her son again, "Now tell me, what is your brother's decision?"

If you once or twice get insulted, it may be tolerable. But humiliation at all times at every opportunity. Doesn't that violate human rights? It's true that everyone has the right to speak at will, but it should be sensible too.

Who can stand it, if always called the devil's daughter? Though no one knows the struggle behind sanity that still remains. Indirectly others demeaned the family with insults directed at Najwa. Whichever brother is unharmed hears ridicule and ridicule from the irresponsible mouth.

If not for the religious teachings that Abi established and all teachers in the boarding school. It could be that his hand sealed all the venomous mouths that did not know the rules. The heart says hot, the sulking mind wants to rebel, but reason ends patience. It was like being forced to fast to stay calm.

The head of the son who grew up too quickly. Really he did not want fate to bring his two children in the past he had passed. Fighting for family life. Surrender in the midst of struggle so that safety can be maintained.

Enough with one dark story that claimed the lives of those around him. The sacrifice of a mother, a sister and a friend. Battles are always a yardstick for self-improvement. Aware of that time had already passed, but it still spun into a black shadow.

"Mother will talk to Abi. The Emir better get ready to go to the cottage. Isn't today the schedule of teaching martial arts routines? Remember it's Thursday, son." said Bella reminded the routine of the son who might forget the day.

The Emir immediately patted his own eel, "Hehehe forgot, Bund. Emir take a shower first, yeah. Assalamu'alaikum BuCan."

"Waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh," Bella let her son run away from the living room, the young man returned to the room to prepare. As soon as the son's back was not visible, he laid his head back against the sofa.

*Is everything still not enough for you? Isn't life there as it should be, so why bother my family? Does it have to reunite the two realms just to finish our story? Stay in your world, Lucifer.~batin Bella while closing her eyes slowly*.

The smell of jasmine mixed with fishy blood rancid, even if only a matter of seconds. The woman knew of the presence of particle essence with an absurd aura already inherent in her life. This time he was ready, despite the lingering fear of family safety. What is in front of destiny then the struggle as a mother becomes his unconditional.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Wife. Do not carry the burden of your heart into your mind. Did you forget there was me here as your husband?" Azzam rubbed Bella's head gently, but the woman reluctantly opened her eyes to see him.

Something's not right, "Bella, are you okay?"