THE BEST BROTHERS

S3 Love For Them Chapter 1 "It's Not Time"

Berlin, Germany.

This morning, as usual I drove Shifa and Dio to school, before going to the office. They are forced to study with the education system in Germany. They were 10 years old, they were already in 4SD class, but since they were not used to living in Germany, they had to adjust to the school there. Yes, elementary school there is only until grade 4 only. After that, they continued their studies from grade 5 to grade 12. They really enjoy learning there, it may be very difficult, because they have to learn the language in everyday use there. Luckily, there were teachers who understood our language a little bit, so Dio and Shifa were able to follow the lessons there bit by bit.

Actually I don't want to bring Dio and Shifa here. But, yes, I have to leave him with Kak Mira or Kak Arsyad. Especially since Arsyil died, Brother Mira so often feel jealous with me. Arsyad is very close to my children. After Arsyil left us, Arsyad often came to the house, only to play with Shifa and Dio. That's where Mira felt jealous of me. How can he be jealous of me, while I, I never approached Kak Arsyad in the slightest, if there is Kak Arsyad at home, surely I am looking for my own busyness. Whether I go to the boutique, just stay in the room, or busy myself so as not to meet with Arsyad's sister.

I know how Kak Mira feels, she's a woman, and I'm a woman too, let alone the history of Kak Arsyad once loved me. I know how Kak Mira feels, although we never met each other when Kak Arsyad in my house, but the jealousy is still in the heart of Kak Mira.

I've talked to Arsyad repeatedly, if you go home, come with Kak Mira, not alone, because I'm afraid it will cause slander. Moreover, Brother Mira is a very jealous woman.

I know, Brother Arsyad really loves Arsyil, he has not been able to accept his sister to leave him. He just wants to play with Dio. Dio's face is very similar to Arsyil's. From his style of speech, his dimples, really like Arsyil. Perhaps because of that, Arsyad's sister often went to the house, because she wanted to see Dio who was like her father. Not just Arsyad. My father-in-law, who often visited us, Dio and Shifa became his favorite grandchildren since Arsyil died.

I've arrived in front of Dio and Shifa's school. I drove him on foot, because his school was very close to my house. I live with my Uncle and his two children, Alvin and Zidane. They also love Dio and Shifa. I went home to get the car and went to the office. I really want to go back to Indonesia. This is all because I was forced to leave the house of memory with Arsyil. Just because, I don't want Brother Mira to continue to feel jealous of me, because Brother Arsyad often comes to my house. Even late at night after he came home from work.

Whose wife is not angry and not jealous, if her husband is like that, so am I, surely I am jealous if my husband is like that. Because of that, I prefer to stay in Berlin for the next few years. For the reason that I take care of the papah company here. Everything is safe for Alvin and Zidane, but that's just my excuse. I don't want my sister-in-law's family to fall apart just because of me. Maybe with me living in Berlin, Brother Mira and Sister Arsyad do not clash anymore about me and my children.

I went to the office with Zidane, before going to the office, Zidane asked me to see a client. We met a client at a star hotel in Berlin. We will meet Mr Leon, said Zidane, Mr. Leon is a wealthy businessman, he is very young, he is waiting for us at the hotel. Zidane quickly drove his car to see Mr. Leon. Once there, Zidane parked his car and went down to meet Mr. Zidane. We were escorted by the hotel attendant to Mr. Leon's desk.

"Good morning Mr. Leon, sorry to keep you waiting for us" Zidane said.

"Good morning, no problem Mr. Zidane, I was just up to five minutes ago too, sir. Have seat. Oh yeah, who is Mr Zidane?"leon said, asking Zidane.

"This is my cousin from Indonesia, he is actually the son of the owner of the company my father manages" Zidane explained.

"I'm Annisa, sir. Nice to meet you." I said

"It's nice to meet you Miss, Annisa." Leon thrust his hand to shake at Annisa.

"It's a pleasure to meet fellow Muslim brothers here" Leon said.

"Master Leon is Muslim?"much

"I am a Muslim" he replied.

We talked about business, and eventually Zidane convinced Leon to work with our company. Finally Mr. Leon received his cooperation and signed a letter of cooperation with our company.

"Sir Zidane, I'll invite you and your brother to dinner tonight, how about it?"ask Leon.

"Well, I depend on Annisa, whether he wants to or not" Zidane said

"How, miss?"ask Leon.

"I'll talk to my son and daughter" I said.

"Well...you already have children?"leon was surprised.

"Yes, my children are twin girls and boys, they are 10 years old" I said

"Well.young mother turned out. Your husband lives here too?"ask Leon.

"Suami Annisa.." Zidane's words stopped because Annisa cut him off.

"He's in Indonesia, not coming with me." I said

"Why? Is it because of the problem?"asked Leon who was so curious.

"Emmm.no." answered me. I never told her about my status as a widow. I'm not ready for this status. I can't, I'm still Arsyil's wife, though our world is different. And, I don't carelessly tell other people my status, especially with people I just met like Leon.

"Okay, I'd like you to come to dinner tonight, and lady, bring your twins, I'd like to get to know her too." Leon said.

"I definitely came, with Annisa and my niece" Zidane replied.

"I don't promise, sir." I said.

"Alright, but I hope you can come, later tonight." Leon said.

"Okay, Mr. Leon, we're welcome to the office first, and thank you once again for the cooperation and the banquet today. May our cooperation produce very good results." said Zidane.

We shook hands, Leon was probably a handsome, well-established and very young man. We got out of the hotel and Zidane drove his car to the office.

To be honest, I didn't want to go to dinner with Leon, but Zidane forced me to.

"Follow it, Nis." asked Zidane

"I don't want to, Zi." I replied.

"Kan Dio and Shifa were also invited, Nis." Zidane said.

"Yes, but I don't want Zidane" I kept rejecting Zidane's call.

"It looks like Leon likes you." said Zidane who made me look directly at Zidane and pinch his arm.

"There are you." I said.

"What the hell is it? Look from the look in the eyes and the way Leon talks, I can guess." he said.

"Yes, I love Zidane" I said.

"Yes, let alone know you are a widow, young, career woman, your career is good, definitely Leon added to your pursuit." said Zidane.

"No one can replace Arsyil Zidane. He's still my husband, even though he's in a different world."for me.

"Dih.don't get angry dong, Nis. I'm just kidding, and what's wrong if you get close to a guy again, get married, and even that's better, what's important, the guy who's going to marry you, better than your husband, especially in terms of his religion." Zidane explained.

"Zi, there hasn't been a better man than Arsyil all this time" I said.

"If Leon's better, do you want to? It seems Leon fits you." Zidane said.

"Leon again, don't talk about it."tukas I.

"Yes yes.Nis I order once again, marry, you are young, do not dissolve in memories, may remember Arsyil, but do not be too late. Pity to insult your husband too. If you are like that." Zidane said.

"Yes, Zi." I replied.

"Jagan.iya... Aja you, Nis. It's for your good in the future" Zidane said

"Yes chatty."tukas me.

"No Alvin, no you, it's always been like this, I'm not ready to know another man, Zi." I said.

"Slow down Nisa, surely you can. It's been a year since you lived your husband. Don't you want to know another man?"ask Zidane.

"Until the end of my life I can, if I don't know another man." I said as I imagined the memories with Arsyil that made my chest more crowded.

"Don't be like that, learn to open your heart little by little" said Zidane who stopped his car in front of the office.

"Let's go, later." I said as I got out of the car and went straight into the office leaving Zidane.

Not yet, not yet, I am not ready to open my heart, let alone open my heart, chat with men only I do not want. The love of Arsyil in my heart is getting stronger. Suppose I remarry, I also want to marry not because I love the man who will marry me, most importantly, the children love the man and the man loves my children. For love, I can't love anyone but Arsyil. No, I don't want to and I can't.

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