
"Loe why?"
Nevan, who was fiddling with his phone with no interest, turned to Fikri. Since then he has not touched the lunch in front of him and chose to sip coffee. Nevan's habit if something is interfering with the mind.
"Why what?" reply Nevan without sin.
Fikri put the spoon in her hand on the plate, then looked at Nevan seriously. He never eats slowly.
"Some days you're late to the office. Don't tell me that you'll be happy at home until the mall leaves for work!" sulik Fikri's.
"Let's get out of the house."
"Huh?" Fikri fused his brows. "It's not because of the Surabaya incident, is it?"
Nevan did not answer Fikri's question this time. Instead, he chose to grab a cup of coffee and sip it once more. Then, put it back on the table.
Seeing Nevan's behavior, Fikri already knew the answer. He exhaled a rough breath, then shook his head inexhaustibly. "When?"
"Two days' time."
Fikri's eyes were widened. He even slightly kicked the table so surprised. "Two days and you didn't pick him up?"
"He's the one who left" Nevan replied coldly.
"Van! Loe .. loe do not remember your struggle so far to be able to come back again?"
"I don't remember it, but he!" Nevan turned her face away, then seemed to sigh deeply. "If he remembers, he won't be that easy to go."
Fikri pursed his lips resignedly, then shook his head slowly while looking at Nevan fixedly.
"Maybe ..our struggle has meant nothing to him," Nevan murmured, smiling bitterly.
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"Dance!"
Ardiman knocked on the door of the nephew's room and impatiently waited for Gantari to open it. He had just returned from out of town and had deliberately met Gantari at home.
"Yes, Om?" Gantari who had just come out of the bathroom, walked in haste and opened the door.
"Are you all right, son?"
Gantari's heart rippled, making her eyes dew uncontrollably. However, then he nodded his head without answering.
"Your face is pale. We'll check into the hospital, okay?"
This time Gantari nodded. Along with his head, a drop of water slid from his eyes. Making Ardiman instantly pull Gantari in the arms.
"It's okay, baby. Everything will pass."
Shanessa did tell him all about Gantari's problems over the phone. He also complained, if Gantari refused to be invited to the doctor, even though he and his grandfather had persuaded him.
Therefore, Ardiman became worried and could not wait to meet Gantari. Just to see the state of my beloved nephew.
In the past, his late wife had experienced the miscarriage of their second child and he knew for sure the emotional disorder that would be experienced by a newly lost couple. Moreover, this is the first child for Nevan and Gantari.
"Dion, be angry with me, Om. He hates me," soak Gantari finally. His tears were shedding more and more in Ardiman's arms. A hug she had been expecting from her husband, Nevan.
Ardiman shook his head, then rubbed the back of Gantari's head. The pain that Gantari felt seemed to be channeled to her. "No, Gantari. Your husband doesn't hate you. No one is angry with you."
"I was wrong Om. It's all because of me."
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It has been a bit of a hill for a long time. Aye, right? Yes, deh.