Mother To Anissa
He is back [1]
Would it be wrong for me to hug and meet my daughter.
Della Amila's
Time is running fast now Anissa and I are getting closer, today I promised to take her to my boutique. I'm happy because he also has the same hobby as me that is drawing.
Waiting for him to come home from school has become my routine, it's nice to interact with the little girl who is always cheerful.
Taking her for a short walk to the bazaar is not a bad idea, she said, I'll send Adam a message asking permission to invite Anissa.
Zaraas
Assalamualaikum, adam I want permission to take Anissa to go to the bazaar.
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Anissa Daddy's
Waalaikumsalam
All right, where are you going?I'll catch up after the office.
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Zaraas
To the annual bazaar, well I'll give you some more news later
Thank you for your permission to invite Anissa😊
Anissa Daddy's
I'm taking Anissa
See you 😉
My cheeks met reddened to see the reply chatting from Adam, did I go crazy think I why I became like a labile ABG.
Do not expect Zara your heart will hurt, even though Adam is single, until now he did not discuss a partner. Zara was the first person to sign up to be Adam's wife.
Anyone please wake Zara up her mind's been everywhere.
***
Time passed now Anissa with Zara already in Zara's boutique, they were both dissolved in their respective activities until the sound of adzan magrib was heard.
"Anissa baby let's pray first"
Anissa looked up"Anissa's aunt took care of it first". While tidying up his scattered stationery.
Zara who saw Anissa feeling anxious herself, Anissa who is still in Kindergarten can be this independent she thought.
"Okay, baby, after that we have dinner".
His hand was holding the tiny hand of Anissa towards the mushola at the GI mall, already used to Zara helping Anissa
wearing his prayer gear he really enjoyed the activities that he almost did this one month continue with Anissa.
Now that the two of them were sitting opposite each other in a restaurant, Zara took Anissa to dinner first before going to the bazaar.
"Anissa what was the prayer ? Can auntie know?"
"Confidential"
Zara to Anissa's lyrics "Is it Really ?" Zara re-enjoiced the food "Alright if it's a Secret".
"Aante!"
Zara turned to "Yes baby, do you need anything?"
"Anissa is sad" Anissa's eyes began to tear up
Now Zara held onto Anissa's two shoulders looking at what had happened to her little angel.
"Why are you sad, say same aunt. Did Anissa ask for a toy?".
Anissa shook her head, now she hugged Zara tightly. Whispering "If Anissa's mother was Auntie Zara, surely Anissa would be very happy".
Zara who heard Anissa's statement felt like crying, she knew Anissa had longed for a mother figure in her days.
"Anissa dearly spent her food after that we left for the bazaar,oke". Zara switched the conversation so that Anissa was in good mood.
Anissa goes back to devouring her food, Zara's heart is overcrowded at the fact that the always cheerful Anissa covers up the sadness of her longing for her biological mother.
***
Now they both have arrived at the annual bazaar, a lively event filled with performances by the capital artists adds to the lively event.
Zara continues to take Anissa because it is a weekend so many visitors who come just to fill free time with family.
"Tante Anissa wants it" pointed to the stall selling cotton candy.
"May but later after getting home before bed should brush your teeth first promise" Zara promised pinkie with Anissa.
"Aunty's promise" her eyes sparkled happily
Anissa continued to move restlessly she scratched her body which started to blush Zara who saw the strangeness of Anissa immediately saw why with her.
Zara panicked to see Anissa's body full of reddish patches, whether Anissa was allergic when they both had dinner with a beef menu.
Zara, who was upset with her thoughts, cried out in panic as Anissa suddenly squeezed and fainted.
Many people gathered to help Zara. Her tears could not be dammed anymore sad mixed with panic that is what Zara felt at this time.
"Please! help u! help me, take my son to the hospital please". Please Zara to the other visitors who help her.
"Let me deliver" a couple offered to help.
***
Adam is still struggling in his important papers, he must finish the job immediately to be able to catch Anissa and Zara to the annual bazaar.
Until the sound of the door is knocked by Adam's secretary, Nina.
"Come in" Nina opened the door half
"What's wrong?". asked Adam, still checking the documents.
"There's a guest sir" replied Nina Professional.
"I'm busy, who is he ?"
Urung Nina answered Adam's question The guest had stormed into his room.
Adam looked up to see the woman walking and then sat on the sofa, Adam saw him not believe for what the woman who had left the child and her husband only for his ex-lover was back here again.
Adam stood up and walked to the sofa he sat across from Della Amila, his ex-wife and mother of Anissa.
Ten minutes they just silence without talking, writhing in each other's thoughts without starting the conversation.
"I want to apologize mas". Della's great-grandson
"I want us to refer and I want to take care of our daughter together". Della's tears began to fall.
"Where have you been all this time?" adam asked coldly. He switched the topic Della was discussing.
Cupping both hands Della pleaded to Adam "Mas please, I'm sorry to give me a second chance. I promise to be a good mother to Annisa, I'm her real mother. Don't you think how I feel ?".
"Second chance?, Feeling? ". Adam repeated Della's words, smiling wryly in response to what his ex-wife was saying. "Then what do you think, when I beg you to keep our marriage ?".
Adam rubbed his face rough, staring sharply at his ex-wife.
"WHERE DO YOU THINK WHEN I'M CROSSING YOUR FEET, BEGGING TO STAY WITH ME. TAKE CARE OF ANISSA, TAKE CARE OF HER, LOVE HER, RAISE HER, WHERE'S DELLA!!!".
With a high tone Adam spoke to Della, Adam's anger could not be contained anymore.
"YOU DON'T THINK HOW I FEEL ?". Staring sharply at Della's bead.
Adam exhaled a rough breath giving the chest cavity that was already full of anger a little calm." You chose to leave us both, preferring to go with your lover!". Adam held back the growl.
Adam looked at Della. How he was so selfish about leaving his 6-month-old daughter and asking Adam for a divorce, Adam was already inexhaustible.
"Astagfirullah al-adzim, Astagfirullah pah adzim" . Adam could only boast of stroking his chest to calm his anger-stricken heart, exhaling a rough breath Adam looked at Della again.
"Go, I need some alone time".
Della got up from her seat, she stood looking at Adam. "If it is you, it cannot give a second chance. I'm fine, but I'll sue for Annisa's custody". Della went past Adam who was still staring at Della's words.
In front of the door Della turned your face back to smile knots." My lawyer's coming to see you, see you Adam!". With an emphasis on each of her sayings Della disappeared behind the door.
Adam who was still staring was furious, the glass table in front of him became an outlet of his anger broke unceremoniously. Making his knuckles spit out red blood flowing on the sidelines of his fingers.
Veraang!!!
Adam stood up with a huff reaching for his phone that was on his desk. Pressing tono's phone number asked him to immediately go to the front of the office lobby.
Adam opened the door of his room, making Nina jump so shocked to see the condition of his superior hand.
But before Nina asked, Adam first said. "Clean my room". Adam went past Nina's desk.
In the Lobby, Lexus SUV parked swiftly opened the door to let in, while his employer entered he circled the car to immediately enter the driver's seat.
"Where sir?". Ask Mr. Tono as warmly as possible to Adam.
"Go home". Adam closed his eyes while massaging the base of his nose, a dizzy feeling that remembered the words of Della.
***
The car Adam was riding was still on his way home, the sound of the phone kept ringing with Zara's name on his phone screen.
Quickly he answered the call, Zara's voice that held back his sobbing could no longer say.
His father's voice was heard across the street.
Adam began to panic what was going on his mind kept wondering.
"Assalamualaikum dam"The typical raucous voice of a middle-aged man began to sound.
"Waalaikumsalam well, what is it ? Why did Dad talk, didn't he call Zara?". asked Adam curiously
"Hurry to Citra Medika Hospital, be careful on the road. Assalamualaikum". The disconnection suddenly made Adam's mind confused everywhere.
"RS Citra Medika.
Pak Tono swiftly drove his car through the night of Jakarta to Citra Medika Hospital.
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