The Art of Seviyorum (I Love You)
12. Mother-in-law.
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Zara has been hospitalized for a month. The 33-year-old looked bored and wanted to be discharged from the hospital. Revan forbade it, citing health reasons also saw the condition of the wife's body that is increasingly shrinking. Scaring Revan.
"I'm doing fine. So, let me go home," this is a request I've asked a few tens of times this week. Revan always answered no and no. It makes Zara bored.
"So far, Zara's health has improved, her body has received the medicine we gave her" the doctor explained, showing Zara's results this week.
"So, can my wife go home?" ask Revan.
"Your wife can go home, as long as she doesn't forget her check-up schedule." Revan nodded in understanding.
"Okay Doctor, thank you."
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"Goddessa ...." Zara smiled late to hear the words of her husband. He misses home a lot.
"Be careful!" remember Varah while helping her daughter get out of bed.
Revan helps Zara, guiding the woman in a wheelchair. While Varah takes care of the existing items.
"Mazela ...." Zara looked over as someone called her name.
"Lisa, you're coming too." Zara pushed her wheelchair closer toward her best friend, "i can go home." Zara said happily. Lisa nodded and smiled, hugging Zara tightly. Revan's looking at it confused, Lisa's fine, right?
"What's up, Lisa, are you having a problem?" ask Zara confused.
"Ahh, no. I just wanted to apologize." Revan fell silent, does this have anything to do with what happened three weeks ago? If so, then Revan is innocent, so is Lis. They are a couple, it is natural that they 'sleep together' in a sense more.
"Sorry for what?.. Don't tell me first, today I want to eat your cooking," pinta Zara excitedly. Lisa nodded at a glance, then glanced at her husband who was standing behind Zara's wheelchair, carrying several bags.
"Let me help." Lisa takes one of the bags in Revan's hand, then takes it out.
"Mas, do you think Lisa has a problem?"
"No, he didn't tell me anything" Revan replied.
"Surprisingly, Lisa wouldn't just apologize if there wasn't anything." Zara turned her head, looking at her husband who was still seen staring at the door. Zara's not calm. Did her husband love Lisa? If true, what if Revan leaves it. What's he gonna do?
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"Anne(mother in Turkish)!" Revan pushes Zara's wheelchair into the house.
"You're home yet?" arzhu's smile seemed sincerely welcoming to Zara. Feelingly hugging the beloved daughter-in-law.
"Where's Humaira?" ask Revan.
"Who are you asking?" Arzhu stared intently at the son who was still behind Zara's wheelchair.
"Anne ...."
"Dad ...!" Asha ran while crying. Quickly hugging Revan's waist.
"Mother, Mommy is out in anger with that aunt." Asha pointed at Arzhu and then hugged Revan again.
"Anne! What did Anne do?"
"In this house, my daughter-in-law only has Zara. There's nothing else!" arzhu.
"Anne ...."
"Maas ...." Zara rubbed Revan's arm. Calms her husband from anger. Varah just got in after picking up some stuff in the car.
"Besan ...," said Arzhu kindly. Varah who was surprised by the arrival of Arzhu was silent. All he knows is that Arzhu is in Turkey taking care of something there.
"When will it come?" Varah greeted the besananannya with a warm embrace.
"Yesterday, but just got here," explained Arzhu. Revan put some bags onto the sofa.
"I'll take Zara to the room!" pamit Revan's. Holding Zara to their room, she followed little Asha behind her.
Meanwhile, inside Lisa's room, the woman was sitting in front of the dressing table. In his face reflections himself with a reddened mark on his left cheek. It hurts, it hurts, but Lisa has to endure for the sake of her two children. Arzhu who slapped him a moment ago, left a pain on her cheek. The fact that her husband is her best friend's husband has made her shaken, now added another reality, that her husband's parents do not accept it. Now what should he be?
All he had in mind was to leave the house, leaving everything behind. Living his own life.
"Maira ...." Lisa was shocked. Quickly rubbing her tear-soaked cheeks, "sorry for my mother's attitude." Revan's approaching. Standing behind Lisa who was starting to get scared as usual. Although Lisa has returned to the Psychiatrist for several weeks, but still, Lisa still has a panic attack if she is near Revan. Revan looked at Lisa through the mirror, holding her shoulder from behind.
"I'm not gonna ask if you're okay, because I know, you're not okay." Revan sighed, lowered his head and aligned himself beside Lisa's head, "Asha said, My mother scolded you, right?" Lisa was silent. The woman was arranging her consciousness to stay awake, Revan was too close to her.
"I beg you, whatever my mother says, please don't listen." Revan lifted his body. The man knew Lisa was scared shitless right now.
"Maas ...." Lisa holds Revan's hand as the man is about to leave. Revan looked over and smiled.
"What ... did I take you from Zara? I was so distracted," Lisa's question made Revan squat in front of the woman. Clasping both hands and looking into the wife's eyes.
"No. Did my mother say that?" Lisa nodded, "don't listen to him, I don't feel you've taken me. And also, you two have your own place here." Revan pointed his hand to his chest, then smiled.
"I shouldn't have, we don't have to meet."
"What do you mean, I have to take responsibility for what I've done to you."
"Not that, we shouldn't have met .. 8 years ago." Revan was silent. The man smiled, he would not be affected, instead Revan was happy. Lisa has made a lot of progress.
"No, God has given us a way to meet, why should we stop this." Lisa looked down, looking at the link of her hand with her husband. Revan raised his hand and rubbed Lisa's left cheek. That's when he realized there were red marks there.
"Did my mother do this?" ask Revan. Lisa didn't answer, and Revan knew what she was asking was true. "I'm sorry for what my mother did." Lisa shakes.
"Why do you apologize, it's not your fault."
"Stay, I'll talk to Mom, stay here and compress this." Revan rubbed Lisa's reddened cheeks. Lisa simply nodded, noticing her husband's strapping back that was starting to drift away. Lisa looked down, rubbing her queen stomach.
"Sorry son, Mommy can't tell Daddy about you yet. Sorry."
To be Continue ....
