My Husband's Secret

121. Come

After being persuaded by many people, Eira finally wanted to be invited to serve his half-sister. Maysa was relieved, at least the princess did not have any more grudges on her sister. They are both children, who know nothing. It should not be poisoned with the dirty thoughts of adults.

Maysa and Tama return to the room after asking the children to prepare. Both must prepare. Hopefully they are not too late because they do not know when the child died.

"Mas, we don't know where Rafka's now living. Where do we want to go now?” maysa asked her husband when the two were in the room.

"If you don't know yourself, what about me, dear. I don't know their families either. Only Rafka knows, it's not too close either."

The two thought about how to do it, to find out where Rafka lived. Without having to bother the family who is currently grieving.

"I'd better ask Mia. If he is, I still communicate sometimes. Although rare as well," said Maysa who is owned by Tama.

Just now that the woman turned on her phone, there was already an incoming call from Aunt Ishana. "Just want to call, there's been an incoming call, Mas. This is from Aunt Ishana" Maysa said, showing her phone screen to her husband.

"Just pick it up, honey. Who knows it's important" Tama told his wife.

Maysa nodded and immediately shifted the green button on her phone screen. They haven't communicated for a long time. Usually Mama Ishana will just send a chat message. If you call you will ask first busy or not.

"Assalamualaikum, Aunt. How are you?" maysa asked, he pretended not to know any news. The woman knew that her former in-laws wanted to tell her so, it was better for Maysa to wait for the woman to speak.

"Mama's good, but Mama wants to tell me that Raka's son is dead. I hope you and your family can come, and so can Eira. Mama really hopes for his arrival, after all they are brothers," said Mama Ishana with a hoarse voice. That woman must have been crying.

Maysa sighed softly. She did not want Mama Ishana to be offended by her attitude. Honestly, she doesn't like anyone else saying they're brothers. His parents could not be fair to him.

Maysa knows, after all, Eira is still Rafka's son. However, it still feels different when someone else says it like that. In the end, he himself said so too.

"Yes, my aunt also just found out about the news. God willing me and my family will come. Where is the body buried, Auntie? I don't know the address where Rafka's living right now."

"The body will be taken to Mama's house so, you come here alone."

"Oh yes, Auntie. Me and my family will be there" said Maysa, who made small talk, then hung up on the phone call.

Maysa looked at her phone. She could feel such great sadness from Mama Ishana. It must have been hard to lose such a loved one. The woman wondered if when she parted with Eira, Mama Ishana also felt sad like this.

The woman immediately shook her head. It's different anyway. If separated from Eira, can still meet at any time, while his son Rafka can not meet again.

"How, Honey? Do you know Rafka's address?" tanya Tama broke his wife's daydream.

"No, Mas. Eira said, the body will be brought to his house so, we just look there. I also feel comfortable if it is there, at least there are relatives who will defend Eira if there is something.”

"Yes, we're ready to go there so as not to be late. I hope Eira can still see her sister."

Along the way, not a single person spoke, including Eira. Usually the child is the most cheerful. However, this time not a single word came out of his mouth. He only spoke if someone asked.

Dio deliberately wanted to provoke his sister to talk and not too late in sadness. But only one, two words were spoken. Maysa smiled and nodded towards her son. He was happy to see them supporting each other.

Not long after they finally arrived at the family home Papa Irfan. From far away, there were many people there. Everyone was busy preparing for the funeral. Tama also parked his car a little away from the funeral home.

They all walk there. Maysa led her daughter slowly. At first he offered to carry. However, the little girl refused and wanted to just walk away.

"Assalamualaikum," said Maysa slowly, he entered the house along with his two children, while Tama stopped in front and joined the other male mourners.

Mama Ishana immediately welcomes Eira and hugs her granddaughter. In addition to wanting to spill his sadness, he also expressed his longing for the little girl. They have not met for a long time. If you meet for only a moment.

Rafka who saw the arrival of his daughter also stood up and approached him. The man hugged Eira so tightly. The guilt that he had buried all this time, just appeared. If time can come back, Rafka will try as fair as possible.

Vida who saw it all could only clench her hands. He wants to throw them out of here. But the woman knew it was free. The entire Rafka family loves Eira and Maysa very much.

They consider both people like their own families. Maysa is no one now. It is precisely his existence that is ostracized here. Rafka's family never considered her existence, even some of them always ignored her. They all felt as if they had never been among them.

"I'm so sorry, yes, brother. Hopefully Kak Rafka and Vida can accept everything sincerely. I'm sure God loves him more and doesn't want to hurt him more" Maysa told Rafka.

The man nodded and broke his embrace. "Thank you for coming here. You are also ready to bring Eira. At first I thought you wouldn't let Aira come. Remembering what I've done to him. I was wrong, you guys still want to come. I've never treated you guys so well."

Rafka lowered his head, he felt unworthy to stand in front of good people like them. The man had hurt Eira repeatedly, but always apologized. That makes Rafka even smaller.

"It's all over, brother. However Eira is also his brother, he has the right to come and I cannot forbid."

If you obey your heart, Maysa would like to bring out his mutiara words. But now is not the right time. Rafka was grieving, he shouldn't have added to the wound in his heart. Simply losing the son that the man loved was already extremely painful.

"Eira want to see sister?" ask Mama Ishana.

Eira just kept silent and looked at the body that was currently covered in cloth. Mama Ishana is still silent, waiting for an answer from her granddaughter. He knew that Eira was still thinking, I don't know what was in his head. The woman would also not force it if the little girl refused.

Until Eira finally nodded. That certainly makes Mama Ishana and Rafka happy. That means the princess has accepted her sister's presence. Mama Ishana invites her granddaughter to come closer.

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