Single-minded

Her....Your son

"Rayyan, let me try to bribe him. He might be willing to open his mouth!" azzam said firmly, Rayyan nodded slowly. He hoped Vira would be willing to eat something.

Azzam walked closer, when his heart and mind could no longer resist longing. Azzam's footsteps felt very light. It was as if Azzam's feet had not stepped on the earth. Just being beside Vira was the only hope in Azzam's mind. Although he had to accept Vira's insults and rejections. Azzam will be silent to receive. Provided Vira is willing to meet him even if only five minutes.

Azzam was no longer far from Vira. Vira's weak condition during pregnancy. As if to tell Azzam. Vira needs her, not just a longing gaze. But the courage of Azzam began, even though Vira refused and continued to refuse. Azzam should be able to put away his sense of ego and arrogance. All just for the sake of Vira, the mum who started to stay away. If there was a dispute between Azzam and Vira, but not necessarily their children were hurt. The fruit of love that is present as the way Allah SWT unites two hearts that are far away.

"Sir Azzam!" vira lirih. Azzam was standing right beside Vira. Azzam turned his head while nodding. Azzam was sitting right in front of Vira. Azzam felt awkward being next to Vira. He was afraid of making Vira more fragile.

Azzam looked at Vira who looked thin. Vira seems fragile without him, but the pain will be humiliation Angga. Keep it away from Azzam, the owner of the heart. Azzam saw the wheelchair, the iron that is now the support of Vira's weak body. Not a sturdy body and stocky arm that became the support of Vira. Azzam pressed his chest slowly. All that is seen makes it crumble, as broken as it is.

"Sister Azzam, since when is this sister in the cafe?" rayyan broke the silence. Azzam was silent, his lips twitched, unable to make a sound.

Azzam stared at Vira very close to him. But it felt so far away, that his hand was unable to reach Vira's body. Although Vira is no longer the same, but Vira is still the woman who tore down the arrogance of her heart. Only Vira makes Azzam weak. Azzam's heart was dark and cold ever since Vira left. The lamp of his heart chose to go with the light of love that was among them.

"This cafe is right in front of my office!" azzam said briefly. Rayyan widened, she was shocked to learn the reality she had just heard. A reality that is never understood by reason.

Rayyan looked at Vira, as if asking why Vira forced her to come here. At first glance Vira nodded while blinking her eyes. Signal he knows the location of this cafe. Even Vira accidentally came to this cafe just wanted to stare at Azzam's office.

"The world is so narrow!" rayyan said Azzam. At first glance Azzam nodded slowly, but not for a second his gaze shifted from the view of Vira.

Azzam seemed to want to devour Vira's body with his gaze. Azzam expressed his longing for Vira by looking at Vira. A longing that was burning in his chest. Azzam was both happy and sick, he could only stare without being able to touch Vira.

Before long, Rayyan stood up from her chair. He decided to go away. He doesn't want to be between Vira and Azzam. Two people who love each other, but as if only hate between them. The longing was clearly visible from both of their eyes. But haughty makes them do not want to approach each other and hold each other.

"Darling!" greeting Azzam softly, as if afraid to make Vira angry. Vira nods at Azzam's call. At a glance Vira put on a smile, Azzam was surprised to see the warm attitude of Vira.

"How are you, brother? I see you're thinner, don't eat too late. You're a leader, you don't deserve to be knocked down just because of this weakness!" vira said weakly, Azzam lowered his head. Attention is heart-piercing.

Vira may be worried about her condition. But the reason for Vira's attention is not for the sake of living with Vira. No more than because of Azzam's responsibility as a leader. Azzam looked down feeling himself a stranger in front of Vira. Azzam was unable to get close, as Vira built a sturdy fortress that could not be lunge.

"I know that, but can't I live only for you!" azzam said softly, Vira nodded slowly. Azzam stared at the look on Vira's face. Azzam's hand shook, he tried to reach the face he so missed.

Azzam gently rubbed Vira's face. It felt warm to swallow into his heart. When his hands touch the white cheeks without the powder Vira. Azzam's body trembled, he missed Vira very much. Vira's warmth and love destroy her. Before long, Azzam pulled his hand. Just as she felt the tears of Vira. It felt cold piercing his fragile heart. Azzam felt pain, as he watched Vira crumble.

"Sir Azzam, the priest of my hereafter. Forgive me for ruining our love and happiness. I'm just a weak woman, my faith lost to my anger. I shouldn't have stayed away from you. When I need you. I don't deserve to blame you. When you're not the real guilty. But my mother's tears, like a knife killing me. The knife that killed my holy love. The blood that flows within you. The blood that is now growing in my womb. The blood of the man who killed my mother's heart and soul. My tears that drip, won't be able to replace my mother's tears. The bitterness that happened, because our love could not be healed. I'm sorry if I choose to be destroyed, just for the sake of the sacrifice of the mother who raised and gave birth to me. I'm sorry, Azzam, sorry. I honestly miss you very much. Our son is expecting your caress. My cold body needs your warm embrace. Truly only you name engraved on the wall of my heart!" Inner Vira was piteous, just as she was crying looking at Azzam.

"I can't agree with what you're saying, but he needs you. The reason I'm in front of your office. He asked to meet his beloved father. He who cries wants to see your face. He's your son who wants to eat from your hands. Just for her sake I'm in front of you. He's the one who made me hate you today. The blood of your flesh, the fruit of love among us. A son who has not yet been born, but it is as if there is between the frail bonds of our love. Either his presence will be our unifier? One thing's for sure, he's a son who misses his father's love!" vira said soft and weak, while sticking Azzam's hand right on the stomach that began to bulge.

"Darling!" azzam said with a trembling voice. Gently hand Vira when touching it. Draining the warm swish that Azzam had never felt all this time. The heartbeat of the son that seemed real at the end of his palm. Destroying Azzam's fear of Vira's rejection. Azzam cried, the mta haru water clearly represents the taste of Azzam.

"I'm sorry dear, forgive papa!" whispered Azzam while tightly hugging Vira's stomach.

Azzam sank his head into Vira's stomach. Azzam kissed the soft belly of Vira. Azzam blew away all his yearning. Vira felt Azzam's warm embrace. The very missed decision. Vira shed tears full of haru flavor. Vira rubs gently the jet black hair of Azzam. Vira hugged Azzam's head tightly. A longing embrace of love between them.

"I'm sorry, the happiness we should be feeling. I must tear for the tears of the mother who gave birth to me. I'm sorry, Azzam, we're forced to separate. Just because your family's arrogant. I'll meet you when I'm no longer despicable in front of your family's treasure. Sorry, that's the only thing I can say!" inner Vira pilu. Vira bowed, kissing the soft head of Azzam.

"Darling, please don't leave me!" azzam said softly while hugging Azzam. Vira was silent, there was no promise that Vira would give.

"Dear, I beg you!" azzam lirih.