My sister My husband

70. Ayman's Longing.

" Belalti later if Abi is healed, can faith be covered with Abi?" Ayman's hopes are huge.

" The faith misses Daddy, and if in Abi's embrace the same old as Daddy is there to embrace the faith." The chattering made Dinda cry bitterly.

The little boy was traumatized by the death of a loved one. He was looking for a new protective figure and backrest who would have thought his choice of heart fell on his own biological father.

Dinda stood near Andra and her gaze was sad. Really in the future they will pass through steep and sharp rocks. Andra's state of memory loss made it impossible for her to live alone. He needs someone close to help him remember everything. To recover his memories.

The final decision has been taken Papa Dimas, he decided to Andra to stay with them again. The most complicated thing is Ayman who misses Andra as the figure of Abinya not his uncle.

The little boy still did not understand why his attitude changed again and no longer hugged or even kissed him like a few months ago.

The little boy was now just silent staring at the figure of Andra while hiding behind the body of Umminya.

" Ummi, Abi don't call faith anymore?" His murmur was soft but very clear in the middle of the silent living room.

" Come with Ummi." Slowly Dinda takes Ayman away and takes him out of the house to the back garden of their house. Keanna fell asleep after eating.

She wore soft and warm brown hair that belonged to Ayman. " Iman misses Abi's embrace? faith wants to be kissed Abi?" Ask me gently.

Ayman nodded weakly with a drop of clear water falling. Apparently the little boy really misses the figure of Abinya who used to be. A few months ago he took her to a nice place and lots of toys. The memory of the little boy was simple, just remembering how they laughed together.

" Iman, if you miss Abi just hug Abi from behind. Then kiss her cheek, tell her that faith loves Abi."

His eyes were round and looked at Umminya with joy. " Know Ummi? can we?"

Dinda nodded and hugged her eldest son. " Well, let's just say if faith wants to play and embrace Abi. Abi won't be mad."

The pleasure Ayman immediately ran towards Andra. He ran with his short legs and looked adorable.

Andra is still daydreaming. Either daydreaming or trying to remember faded memories from his past or he mused over everything he had done wrong?

He was a little jumped when a tiny hand suddenly grabbed him from behind.

" Babe..." Ayman called out to him gently.

Andra showed a flat reaction, she was still confused about what Papa Dimas told her if She and Dinda were ex-husbands and wives. It is strange and complicated, although many photos and evidence provided, but Andra seemed to deny the fact that he was a jerk who had abandoned Dinda and Ayman.

" faith.." He looked over and rubbed Ayman's head.

" Abi, Iman loves Abi..." Plain talk. The boy completely obeyed Dinda's words to express his feelings.

" Why doesn't Abi laugh with faith anymore?" His question poured out all the turmoil.

Andra shuffled then shifted her body to be able to stare at the reaction of the handsome face nan tiny. " Iman, Abi is not saying much. Here's Abi still sick." Andra pointed at his jaw.

It is true that from the accident a few months ago it caused many injuries and also some bones of Andra that shifted including ribs and also his jaw. How not, Andra's body slammed and hit the concrete parking lot. Seeing the wounds he had, the Doctor said that if Andra was alive today it would be a miracle.

There was sadness and disappointment on Ayman's face. He looked down "I'm sorry Abi." His word. What a gentle-hearted boy.

" It's okay." Andra embraced faith. " Don't cry, Abi's son shouldn't cry. Abi, can't laugh for now, later if Abi is healed Abi will invite faith to play and laugh together." His words appealed to the heart of the little boy who was now staring at him.

" Well Abi?" Ayman enthusiastically smiled sweetly.

Andra nodded. " Now please call Ummi, Abi's legs are tired of wanting to sit in a wheelchair again." Said Andra who was tingling feet because he had long sat on the dining table chair.

Leaving the left leg that is difficult to move, and the tailbone experienced several shifts making Andra difficult to regulate the balance of his own body. That's why he's now in a wheelchair.

Then where's Papa Dimas?

He felt indebted to Andra. Now for much deliberation and consideration. The middle-aged man who had not reached retirement age was replacing Andra's position in the Bayu company. A bit awkward indeed, but want to how else at least it is better to meet all the economic needs of the family.

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" I'm sorry, I always bother you." Andra said after Dinda helped her to sit in her wheelchair.

Dinda did not answer and just smiled. A heartfelt smile that warms.

Not getting a reply Andra suddenly pulled Dinda's hand to make Dinda duck before him. " Tell me the truth. How's our relationship." Andra half forced with an intimidating look in her eyes.

Dinda breathed deeply. It was not the first time they had stayed under one roof. But this happens a lot of times. Ask for an explanation and then dismiss it strongly.

" You were once a little girl raised by my family, and then I was born after 7 years of parenting. And you, you became my brother. Because my mother loved you so much, she wanted us to get married, ......" Dinda told me everything from start to finish with patience even though this has been done often.

" Well if that's the truth, I want us to refer." Andra.

Dinda swerved then she crouched down and placed one of Andra's legs on the foot of the wheelchair. " I'm not ready to get married again." Dinda said softly.

Andra shows her dislike for Dinda's rejection. " Damn!" He squealed then turned his wheelchair.

" You refused because I'm disabled, right?" "You're actually disgusted to see me, aren't you?" Andra clutched her fingers.

Dinda patted his shoulder. " You misjudged me, I'm not that human. I have my own reasons. It's not time to tell you."

" A lot of bragging! It's bullshit!!" Andra raised her tone.

" Keep your attitude, don't yell at my house. Take care of your son's feelings too! " Dinda spoke firmly with a slightly raised tone of voice.

" Well because of what? We've been living under one roof for months. You're me and our two children." Andra turned her wheelchair back and faced Dinda.

If not his son, then whose son?

" You're having an affair?" ketus Andra is full of emphasis.

Dinda laughed lightly. " The one who cheated until we divorced was you! Who abandoned us too you. But ah, it's all happened. It's not time for us to fight."

" Explain to me Dinda, tell me who is Keanna's father?" His request was getting closer to Dinda.

Again by lowering his emotions Di da told him everything. Until the story stops when Keanna wakes up from her sleep and walks while holding Ayman's hand.

" You guys don't stick around.." Ayman said lethargicly.

The little boy had apparently peeked out from behind the closet what the two adults were talking about.

The fact that he is the son of Andra makes Ayman even more clueless. How can a father not take care of his own child? That's the simple thought of Ayman.

But beyond all ignorance, there is a passionate longing for the Abi.

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" How's your new project? smoothly?" Ask Mama Venna while adjusting the room temperature in Bayu's office.

" Good Ma." Answer Bayu who sat on the sofa to have a warm conversation with the mother.

The green tea still billowed on the table, "When are you going back to visit Dinda's house? I see you now rarely talk about or visit there. What's up?" Ask Mama Venna without further ado.

" Ma, I decided to step down. I shouldn't be among them." Bayu loosened his tie. " It would be better if they re-referenced." Languidly.

" You say that but your heart is not willing. Mama doesn't want to know, you'll find your daughter-in-law's mom. Mama's getting old, Bayu, and you? See your friend already has 3 to 4 children. They live happily. What are you afraid of?" Mama Venna urges Bayu to get married soon. Not without reason, but indeed the age of Bayu has now also stepped almost four heads.

Bayu resigned and gave up, several times he was in love but always failed because no one can be as thought or submit to him. " It's up to Mama, who will marry me to. I trust Mama." Said desperate.

Mama Venna immediately smiled happily and got up from her seat. " O Mama's son. Well next month Mama will bring you a candidate. No rejection or reason." Firmly excited.

" Hmm." Bayu just throttled.

So far the figure of Mama Venna is a mother figure who always obeyed the will of her only son. He never enforced his will and gave his freedom to Bayu. But unfortunately, Bayu Yangs always failed in choosing.

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" You guys fighting again?" Papa Dimas asked Dinda who was cooking for dinner.

They are no longer in the village. Instead, it has moved to the city to facilitate access to Andra's treatment. They chose a house near a large hospital where Andra used to undergo therapy.

" Yes Pa. The longer he gets the more annoying with that lousy memory of his. I'm sick of you for a long time." Complaints Dinda who then turned off the stove.

" Patience, have mercy on him. And help Papa, your father owes him his life. If not ...." Papa Dimas' words stopped when Dinda raised her hand.

"Yes, I know I haven't been kept up. How many times has Papa mentioned that." Dinda waltzed away just leaving Papa Dimas who shook his head dizzy at the thought of the nature of his two children who were in a row with each other.

Dinner is going on. There were only three adults, while the two little boys had already fallen asleep after the magrib.

No one talks Andra and Dinda just throwing hateful gazes at each other. Papa Dimas was made to shake his head because of the behavior of his two children.

" There's something you want to talk seriously about with you guys" he said as he placed the spoon neatly on the plate.

Andra and Dinda turned their attention to Mr. Dimas for a moment the atmosphere became quiet and serious. " I want you to refer to it" said Papa Dimas without further ado at the core, choking Dinda on the food that was still in her mouth.

"Yes, I've thought about it too." Andra. " And I've also asked Dinda." Andra spoke casually as if without any burden.

Dinda who was choking and huffing now began to regulate her breathing. " How can you have such thoughts?" Dinda looked at him sharply. "

One corner of Andra's lips curved to form a curve that is not caught by the eye. " Can, especially. We've been living under one roof for months. Me, you, our son, and also papa. Are you always going to cover our status as a married couple from the neighbors around?"

Dinda squinted her head which started to throb. " What's wrong with you guys? are you two in cahoots?" Dinda got up from her seat.

" Sit!" Pap Dimas started speaking firmly.

Dinda shriveled and did not dare to resist. He sat back down and lowered his face. Makes Andra smile thinly celebrating victory.

" Respect Papa, this is also for the good of you and your son. What would they say if they knew the truth? Papa doesn't want us kicked out. Papa's money is up Dinda, Papa's money is up to move here and take care of all our needs. Also think about your son Ayman's birth certificate. Soon she goes to school, she needs her real father's name on the deed." Dinda just looked down. Everything that his father said.

Circumstances and destiny seem to work together to squeeze it and surrender without a fight. " I need some time." Said Dinda who then went to her children's room.

" I'm sorry if papa mentioned the cost. But our finances are critical right now. Don't you remember your account's PIN number yet?"

Andra shook her head in a doldrums.

" uh..." Appa Dimas breathed. " Yes, don't be forced to remember. Just slowly. At least we can still survive until next month." Papa Dimas passed away to end the quarrel-inducing dinner.

The middle-aged man was now silent looking at the night sky from his bedroom window. For a moment he looked down at the number of zeros and numbers that were dwindling in his savings book.

" For your health and recovery Ndra." Lirih.

Yes, quite a lot. Mimi wants Bobo to be unwell. Happy reading by gaish...