My sister My husband

Section 60. testament

Keanu finished being buried. The atmosphere felt thick enveloping. The house does not exist, and now they are forced to accept Andra's offer to occupy the Andra residence which he has been using to explore all activities of Dinda and Ayman.

Like licking his own saliva, Papa Dimas hit the situation and there is no choice while all his money has been drained to buy all the farming needs. He will return to grab a lot of cuan when the harvest arrives.

" Pa, that's your room. Let me sleep in the living room." He pointed to the sofa in front of the TV.

The house in Andra rent, is a simple house that is far from the word luxury. Only two rooms and one bathroom are available.

Papa Dimas was silent and did not give a satisfactory response. He just nodded slowly with a look. It's not okay if in front of his grandson he'll go berserk like the other day. Ayman is an intelligent child, like a copy machine, whatever he sees sometimes makes a reference to action.

" you rest, let me go to the hospital to get Dinda. Kasian faith if it must wara Wiri. There are a lot of viruses out there. " The words are long and wide that do not get the slightest approval.

Papa Dimas sat quietly holding onto Ayman who was asleep, not feeling his tears just fall.

" I have my daughter's fate ready." He muttered with a blank look looking straight ahead without a blink.

Andra was silent now. What Papa Dimas meant was the time when Dinda always lost her husband when she was pregnant. And in the past, Andra also contributed in it. Andra felt guilty she could only shut up and contemplate.

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" Sorry to trouble you." Dinda really felt bad. He now felt a burden to Andra.

Andra could only sigh before starting to speak. " Din, I also have responsibilities here. Ayman, my son, I should have helped him when he was in trouble. Never mind, don't exaggerate anymore. I also missed a lot of my obligations as a father, right? I think this is my chance to make up for it." Andra spoke with eyes that continued to focus on staring at the streets.

" And I think it's time to make amends for my past mistakes. It's my time to say thank you to your late husband." Andra's words stopped for a moment as her manic stared at the crying Dinda.

" I'm so sorry. I know how much you love her. From High School you're together. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...." Andra looked at Dinda. Want to grab it and wipe it, but what is the power. He who now is Andra who has no ties, except only the ex-husband and father of Ayman.

Dinda nodded and burst into tears. It's been all her words. Her tongue was muddy, her eyes wet and hot, her memories now intertwined with that of her husband who had been gone forever.

During the journey, the two were just silent, no more conversation was thrown.

One week passed, after inviting Dinda, Andra decided to return to the city. He really can't stand having to fall into pain.

Of course it is painful to see loved ones suffering in this way. Not to mention Ayman who is always looking for the existence of Keanu.

Since Keanu's death, his friendship with Bayu changed. Bayu now withdraws from Andra. But he is seen trying to get close to his future nephew.

Andra was still struggling with the number of documents at work when suddenly the door of her room was knocked.

" Login!" Andra cried without seeing who was coming.

" Sir, this is the material for tomorrow's presentation." Employee speech.

" Yes, just put it on the table." He said without seeing the subordinates.

Outside Andra's room.

Employees who want to deposit their work in line but at the door. Andra was now much more concerned about him like a money-making machine. He increasingly became quiet and reluctant to blend in amidst the crowd. Smiles are rarely on his lips.

" How, still like yesterday?" Ask the karyawati.

" Still, the "employee who just walked in nodded. " Just put it on his desk and don't ask too many questions if you don't want to see the tempest."

" Duh, why the more killer like this, it feels like getting into the mystery vehicle." Murmured the other woman.

Such are those who like to gossip about the situation of his boss.

" What are you guys doing?" Tegur Bayu who approached.

They were shocked and became misbehaved after being caught gossiping his superiors. " Eh, Mr. Bayu. No, sir, we're just waiting for our turn to submit our report." Answer the most chatty woman.

" Oh, come on, my convent's the only one coming in. I know you're scared." Bayu said with a friendly smile and asked for some of their reports.

Mayu enter without knocking on the door or excuse me first. He just casually, considers Andra's work room like his own.

" Oh, you?" Sapa Andra without flinching from her place.

Bayu shook his head, and pulled the tip of his lips slightly until it was thin. So thin that no one realizes it. " There is no holiday for this month. We're chasing targets." Sayu relaxed while putting the files on Andra's desk.

Andra looked up and looked at him with a flat gaze but looked a tinge of hatred. He hated having to miss this month not to see Ayman again. " What did you say? Hey, I already got a big project tender a few days ago. Isn't there a bonus for me just a work permit? I want to see my son Bay." Andra was honest.

Bayu turned and walked towards the sofa. He sat down and crossed his legs lightly. " Hem, I know you have another reason." Word's cold.

For a moment Andra seemed to waver and look for another reason. " No, Bay I really just miss my son that's all. "

" Are you sure?" Bayu urged her with his sharp eyes.

Yes, it was from that time, Andra did not talk about Keanu's will to anyone. Only he and God know.

" There's nothing, he just asked me to look after Ayman. And I think it's normal because he's wrong Dad continued from my son. It's natural to be worried."

" Isn't that normal?" Further again.

It's normal that there's nothing. But this, even not long before finding the existence of Ayman and Dinda, Andra had said if he really missed the figure who had once been his sister.

The opportunities were getting bigger at the moment, especially with the will Keanu gave him. It's just that Andra felt weak and confused about where to start while he and his son were not close. His son only knew him as a foreign figure named Andra's uncle.

" Cih! " Bayu screeched and rolled his eyeballs lazily his breath sounded puffed up and gushed slowly. " There are many excuses for you. I want to propose something with you."

"Something?"

" Yes something." Bayu stared intensely at Andra who was also carried away by the atmosphere became more and more serious. " I'm challenging you!"

" Disputed me? about what?" Andra relax.

" It's about Dinda."

" in.... Dinda?" Andra's eyes were rounded and her lips were gaping uncontrollably and her jaw was about to fall.

Bayu stood up and sat on the edge of Andra's desk." I feel responsible for the baby in Dinda's stomach. The baby is my nephew. Shouldn't I give him protection?" Next to Bayu's eyebrows rose as if justifying his words just now.

Andra chuckles. " So you're making this an event? " It's funny for him if now suddenly his best friend turned into a rival.

" Listen to me, I have more priority in this because Ayman, MY SON is the son of Me and ADINDA. So there's no harm if I go back and fix everything." Andra's emphasis in each of his words indicates that he is optimistic, when in fact he is scared and afraid.

" there's nothing you need to fix because it's all over. Awake, wake up." Bayu looked down on it and then stood back up and tidied up his appearance. " We compete in a healthy way. Let him choose, temporarily ignore our friendship. When one of us loses. Then, it must be breastfed and heartened to accept defeat."

" Huh, I'm definitely the Bay winner.! " Andra laughed mockingly and left her room.

And here he is. In a room on the roof of the branch office building.

" Damn it! how could he speak like that?" Andra riled up and took off her original tie. Her hands were busy reopening her phone looking at the picture of the little boy whose long-awaited goal made her cry alone.

" Dear Daddy misses. Is your ummi better? If Dad comes home do you want to talk to Dad again? the hum? I'm afraid, I'm afraid that Uncle Bayu will win your heart." Andra is weak, no reinforcement or backrest. His original soaring because of Keanu's will, suddenly weakened because Bayu proposed something that he thought was very difficult. He was racing against time, while he knew how Dinda had closed his heart, he knew how Papa Dimas hated it. And Ayman, he's a reflection of himself.

" I hate this. I have to win your heart again from the beginning even now it's harder than I thought." He monologued and stopped when a message entered his cell phone.

Dinda.

Brother, why not go home? Do you feel uncomfortable because of our existence? be happy because tomorrow we will move.

Reading the message from Dinda, Andra was instantly stunned. They moved? move where? So far there is no communication that is established even though Andra routinely gives money for a living for Ayman.

^^^*Andra^^^

^^^Where to move? not so Din, it's just that my work piles up here. ^^^

Dinda.

Oh, go home, brother. I don't feel good if you avoid us like this**.

^^^Andra^^

^^^Not Din, it's not like that. Yes, tomorrow I will go home. ^^^

Reply to the message ended just like that. Andra smiled knots rereading the messages from Dinda just now. He's happy he's not a bitch. This is the first time since that day. The first time they had a conversation without an aura of sadness.

Nu, I apologize to you if maybe your will will be hard for me to fulfill. I apologize if one day you will be disappointed because I cannot fulfill it. You asked me to look after Dinda and Ayman. Of course I'd be happy to do it. But, Nu, I also do not want to be selfish by imposing my will. I hurt your sister enough. It will never happen again Nu, I promise you. I'll make sure you calm down and smile at us from heaven.

Thanks for everything Nu...

Andra pondered and spoke inwardly, gazing at the orange sky.

**Hu hu hu, sorry if in the previous part many are disappointed. But, this plot is clear and in accordance with the title. If it does not suit your reading tastes are flat or always happy without any obstacles, Sorry.

This story is not the right option. This story is winding. Bitter, sweet, bitter, happy and tears all gushed.

Which is not in accordance with your dreams. Please find another story. Because for me, it would be boring if life is just always in a happy pool.

There is also sadness, that is the point of tears**.