
At this time Anya was packing, she put the Rose luggage and herself into a tote bag.
Roses have been treated for three days in the hospital, although the physical injuries were minor, but Azam and Bu Risma forced him to stay there longer.
Roses are also treated by a psychological specialist doctor who disguises himself as a nurse.
All that Azam did was just to make the rose feel more comfortable.
He deliberately placed some doctors that he told disguised as nurses.
And after seeing the results of treatment for three days the condition of the rose gradually improved.
Today is their schedule home, Azam is even ready to take them home, of course with Akins and Azka.
Every time the two children go home from school, they must immediately ask to be delivered to the hospital where the Rose is located.
For three days the rose can pass the days without getting bored.
"Udah all mbak.", said Anya, it looks like the girl is carrying a bag in her hand.
"Let's take it, it's gonna be heavy, right?"
"No papa kok mba.i'm strong.!", showing a small muscle in his hand.
The rose smiled because it felt funny, when Anya was a girl who had just grown up, even her height was still far away from her.
"Also, Mba has just healed.."
"Okay.but if you are in trouble don't force it.."
"Ready mba.."
They came out of the room after everything was sorted out, in front of which the Rose could see the back of Azam who was behind him.
The man left the room because he received a call from his secretary.
*D*he is always busy.would I bother her too much..?
Always like that, even during the three days Rose often saw Azam receiving a phone call from the office.
"It's over.?", but he woke up when he heard Azam's voice.
The rose only nodded, seeing Azam's steps getting closer to him.
"Let me bring it, it seems quite heavy" Azam said after seeing Anya carrying the bag that looks full of it.
"It's okay, brother.it's just a shirt.."
"But still.."
"Sir Azam mending keep the rose.."
Azam seemed to think for a while, Anya's words were true, it was better that he was on the side of the Rose, wasn't the Rose just healed? the rose may still feel weak.
"A..I'm already very healthy..", what the fuck? hearing Anya say like that, the rose was ashamed of Azam.
After that they immediately walked towards the exit, where Dafa and the children were seen outside the car waiting for him.
"Tante..!", Akins and Azka ran towards him, both of whom were swaying beside his feet while smiling widely.
"Awkins..Azka.do not disturb aunt Rose first, she has just healed.", said Azam commemorating.
"It's okay, I'm cured.."
Azam was like that, the man was very excessive in responding to his pain, even though he had healed completely, his need was not even felt lilu anymore.
Azam was visibly upset, although the sound of the whisper was very small but the Rose could still hear it.
Since the incident where he was injured in the park, Azam looks a little different, the man sometimes overreacted, even Rose felt Azam often looked at him with a difficult gaze to interpret.
They entered Azam's car, some security guards helped them input luggage.
"Thank you Dafa.had taken care of me all this time" he said as he sat in the car.
"Just relax.this is my duty" he replied with a smile.
And without a doubt Azam clucked again a second time.
Rose glanced at Azam who was sitting next to her, the man just looked straight ahead.
He was sitting in the front seat with Azam, because behind him were Anya, Akins and Azka, not to mention his belongings.
Where could he possibly exhaust all the contents of that large pouch.
"Come in.in many patients waiting for you.", said Azam.
Dafa just glanced at him without any intention of replying to Azam, he waved his hand as the car started moving away.
Dafa sighed heavily, then a bright smile emerged from his handsome face.
It seemed like he had found something more interesting than a treasure.
...
In the car Rose just silent, he did not even dare to invite Azam to speak, without asking he knew..Azam is not okay.
Since leaving the hospital the man just put on a frown, Rose even confused himself with Azam's behavior that is easily changed lately.
But because there are children and also Anya, a little Rose can feel relieved, at least the atmosphere is not too awkward.
Azam immediately went down and brought all the items into the shop without speaking.
"A.azam.", Rose ventured to ask Azam to speak after the man had finished putting his things.
"Why..?"
The rose bit her lower lip, she was a little uncomfortable because Azam saw her with such a gaze.
"A..are you mad at me..? "
Azam frowned hearing the question from the Rose.
"Why should I be mad at you?"
"Since I've always troubled you.you must have felt troubled all along.."
"Why do you think that...?"
"You look angry.", he said with a low head, his voice was very small.
"You've been on the phone a lot because of your work, I must have been very troublesome for you.sorry"
Azam rubbed his face rough, he saw that the still lowered Rose did not dare to look at him.
"I'm sorry.I'm angry, but not at you. Now come in. I and the kids will go home"
Rose glanced at Azam who was taller than him, the man's face was not as stiff as before, where Azam had smiled gently to him.
"Thank you for all the help you've had all along.."
"It's okay.I'm willing to do it.."
After that Akins and Azka seemed to descend from the stairs with Anya
"Auntie...Akins go home first yes.tante fine many bial terms can play with Akins and sister"
"Yes.tante also many thanks to you who have wanted to nemenin aunt all this time"
"We also like to nemenin aunt.ayah also seneng when meeting aunt.."
"Ekhem.ayo Akins we go home, father should go to the office again.", said Azam diverted the conversation.
Anya held back her laughter looking at Azam's awkward-looking behavior.
He was one hundred percent sure that Brother Azam really fell in love with his mother
He had been observing Azam's attitude all along, it would be foolish if he could not notice it.
During this time the actions of Brother Azam to his mba'nya very excessive, even the eyes of brother Azam really radiate a different highlight.
All his observations were merely to protect his mba.
He did not want his mba'nya will be hurt again, it was enough for him to see the rose mba so suffered.
This time after his divorce, Anya was determined to be a shield.
Not what, but he knows for sure many men who will queue up to approach his mba'nya, even during work at the store Anya can judge many men who come as a subscription because there is a sense of interest as well.
In her mba'nya it is beautiful, true as the name suggests, beautiful like a rose...