LOVE NARA
3.61. ALYA'S STORY
Ardi didn't want to waste any more time. Arriving at the airport in his town, the man escorted Alya to the place he wanted to go, as he had said at a dinner together at that time.
Self-driving the car that the driver drove to the airport, Ardi drove it to a place on the edge of the city.
"In, what about Aura?" alya asked while holding a baby who is now one and a half years old. The awoken aura looked carefreely chattering on the woman's lap.
"Don't worry. I always take her there every month. He was no stranger to the atmosphere." Ardi's reply made Alya smile in relief and feel calmer.
Alya returns to play with Aura who is engrossed in a pink rabbit doll gift from her. The woman smiled seeing Aura so fond of the gift.
Half an hour later, they had already reached their destination. Alya wanted to visit someone there. Someone she cares about and means a lot in her current life.
"Come, Al."
Ardi had gone out first and opened the door for Alya who was carrying Aura. Carefully the woman went down then stood next to the man who owned her heart.
Following step by step right behind Ardi, Alya carried Aura who remained cheerful even though the sun started to rise and emit its sparkle which began to sting.
By Alya, the adorable baby's head had been covered with a wide-brimmed hat so that it was enough to protect him from the direct glare of sunlight.
Ardi stopped the steps followed by Alya. Both stand in front of a pusara that has been coated with black marble, complete with a colored tombstone engraved a name following the time of his birth and departure.
"Assalamualaikum, Flowers."
Alya first greeted with a bitter smile that he appeared, in the midst of sadness that began to appear bursting in the heart. The shadow of the beautiful woman's departure that afternoon flashed over her.
"Assalamualaikum, my flower." Ardi followed Alya's words with her beloved unchanging call.
Alya corrected the position of Aura in her arms, while looking at Ardi's face which was also the same as hers. Turned wryly with a forced smile.
It is at the funeral of this flower that Alya wants to be delivered by Ardi. The woman was eager to visit the grave of the wife of the man standing next to her at this time. Also the mother of the beautiful baby who is in her arms now.
After teaching Aura to greet the mother in the voice represented by her, Alya handed the carefree baby to Ardi. Then he sat down on his knees with his right hand on top of the Flower tombstone.
There were many things he wanted to say to Bunga, aside from the thread of sincere prayer that he would say at the end of their visit. Alya wanted to steady her heart over the decision she had taken, which was also the last request of the Flower before her last breath.
"Good morning, Bunga. Howareyou? I'm sorry I just got to visit now, but I wanted to come here a long time ago. "
Alya smiled with her beautiful teary eyes. His hand rubbed the engraving of the Flower name on the tombstone, as if he was talking to her directly.
Ardi who was holding her little daughter, was still standing beside her and listening to all of Alya's words. Occasionally kissed Aura's cheeks to divert her feelings that began to feel tight and moved. The man also remembered his wife, the woman who had given him a baby who was now with him.
I brought him here at his own request. I hope you are happy with the three of us. I also hope that you will be calmer and happier there, after knowing the relationship we are in at the moment.
Ardi smilingly looked at the gravestone of the Flower that was still touched and rubbed by Alya. He would never deny that he loved his wife. In the end, fate separated the love and togetherness of those newly married for a year and a half.
The man continued to let Alya dissolve in his solitude beside the Flower navel. While he busied himself by responding to the babble of his little daughter who was still very cheerful because she had just woken up.
Being in the navel of Ardi's wife, Alya told me many things as if there was a Flower in front of him. With a sad look on her face with a strong smile, the graceful woman said it all. He told me honestly, with nothing to cover.
From his past with Ardi, his marriage and separation. Then about his meeting back with Ardi when Bunga was pregnant with Aura, until their second meeting while attending a seminar outside the city.
Alya began to get carried away with emotions when she remembered the process of flower delivery which was done emergencyly by her, until Aura was born and Bunga finally survived.
"Maybe you don't know, if after the birth of Aura, Ardi and I had met again at the wedding of Indra, Nara's sister."
Alya remembered that memory. While he rested at the Yoga residence to recover his condition after donating a lot of his blood to Flowers. She accidentally avoids meeting with Ardi, but ends up meeting again at the wedding reception of Indra and Rizka.
"I'm sorry because after that, Ardi forced me to drive me to the airport. I really could not refuse his request. Even though he said he only wanted to return the favor for my help, but I still harbored a sense of guilt towards you. I'm sorry ...."
Faintly Ardi listened to Alya's words, in the midst of Aura's chattering with his joyful laughter. The man remembered their farewell at the airport.
The more he knows the many hidden things from Alya, the more round and strong his desire to make her first love happy.
Not only because of the last request of Flowers, nor because of the guilt and regret he felt after knowing the truth about Alya. It all started with a feeling in his heart.
About the old love in his heart that never goes out for a moment. About the strong and tight bond between them. About love that always reigns in the heart even though it has been separated and not owned.
Alya continues her story until the day that Bunga delivers her last message. The message is also the last request of Flowers, both for him and for Ardi.
"To be honest, I was powerless to fulfill your request. I don't want to hurt your heart even if it's your request and your own last message."
"But meeting after meeting between us seems to be a sign that Ardi and I must fix our old relationship into a new, closer relationship."
Alya took a deep breath as she closed her eyes. Then he exhaled slowly to fight the doubts that had been stung again in his heart. He established himself and reassured his feelings, to say the last thing he wanted to say.
"Here with Ardi and Aura, I ask for your permission to live life with them. Let me accompany them and make them happy, as you used to do for your little family."
Ardi could not hold back his feelings anymore. Still clutching Aura with her left hand, she stepped forward and stood right beside Alya.
The man asked Alya to get up from his seat. After the graceful woman stood by his side, with a quick movement she grasped Alya's left hand with her right.
Alya gasped and immediately turned to look at Ardi. He looked at the man nervously and erratically. Not at all expecting, Ardi will do it even right in front of the Flower Center.
Alya's entire face and body warmed up, accompanied by a pounding on his chest that continued to pound harder and harder. His hands trembled incessantly and he tried to pull him out of the grasp of the man next to him. Unfortunately, Ardi actually tightened his grip.
"Flower, I asked for your permission to make this woman beside me my friend of my life. I want to make her happy in my own way, as you told me at the time."
Alya tried to fight his fear by avenging Ardi's hand. He did not want to give up and give up. He wants to live happily with the man he loves with all his heart.
"Here I want to convey to you, as well as ask your permission, I will marry Alya and make her part of my happiness and the happiness of our daughter Aura."
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