
In the kitchen, while making drinks for Annisa, apparently Miss Rosa tried to call Gibran. Unfortunately, his phone call was connected, but Gibran did not answer. While stirring the sugar in the tea, Miss Rosa also looked upset. Gibran was supposed to take a call from him so he could get home soon.
"Contacted repeatedly. Where the hell are you going, Bran?"
So upset was Miss Rosa because Gibran, who she called many times, just rang, but was not accepted. Finally, Ms. Rosa left her phone in the kitchen and then served the hot tea to Annisa.
"Diminum used to be Neng Annisa" said Ms. Rosa.
Annisa smiled and drank a little of the warm tea. Then Annisa asked again to Miss Rosa. "This house is deserted, Mom? Where's Mom?" tanyakanya.
Annisa still remembers that long ago, she met her father Gibran here. Now, all he met was his mother. So, Annisa asked Miss Rosa.
Asked about her husband, Miss Rosa lowered her face. Feeling sad. Until he shed his tears. Who knows, Annisa can be touched by her heart.
"Gibran's father was called God, Neng" he replied.
"Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un" said Annisa with a soft word. It was truly unexpected that his Father from Gibran had already faced the Divine first. "When did Mom, Dad go home?" ask Annisa.
"Yes, one more year" replied Miss Rosa.
"I'm sad, Mother. May Mother and Mas Gibran always be strong, "the sympathy of Annisa.
Until finally from the house there was a car coming in, of course it was Gibran and Giselle who had just come out for a while. Gibran when parking his car felt surprised there was also a yellow car parked in front of his house.
"Whose car is Mas?" ask Giselle.
"Come on, honey .. I don't know. The color is striking well, yellow," Gibran responded by observing the car.
Giselle and Gibran enter the house. Gibran gasped when he saw the figure he used to know. Gibran tried to be ordinary. Undeterred, he already had Giselle as his wife.
"Aa Gibran," said Annisa. The beautiful girl stood up and hugged Gibran just like that.
While Giselle who was standing slightly behind her husband was also shocked who the beautiful woman with her straight and long unravel hair was. Especially when she just hugged her husband. Giselle could see from several meters away, her mother-in-law smiled. Suddenly, Giselle's feelings became unpleasant. However, he chose to know the situation first.
Gibran, on the other hand, held back both arms of Annisa. As if not allowing Annisa to hug him. Then Gibran spoke.
"I'm sorry, don't haphazardly hug me, Nisa," she said.
"Aa Gibran .. I returned to Bandung for Aa. I finally chose to resign from the company in Malaysia, back to Bandung. A long time ago, Aa wanted to ask me, right? Now I'm ready. Sorry, I kept Aa waiting this long" Annisa said.
Giselle's chest ached again. She could have guessed that the girl must have been her husband's lover first. The girlfriend who went to Malaysia to work, now back and say ready to marry Gibran.
"You're late, Nisa .. because I'm married to Giselle, she's my wife" Gibran replied. For a moment the man looked back and pulled Giselle's hand, making Giselle stand on equal footing with him. Giselle is his wife.
"No .. can't be, right? You said I was the only woman you loved. I will not turn to another woman. You used to, if you get married then it's just me you marry" Annisa said.
As if Annisa reaffirmed that Gibran had wanted to propose Annisa, making Annisa as his life companion. However, Annisa refused. Feeling too young, Annisa chose to go to Malaysia and work there.
"It's all just the past, Nisa. I already have my own life" Gibran replied.
Giselle chose silence. Instead she wanted to see how far her husband had the determination. Giselle realizes that everyone has a past. So too with her husband. Sometimes dealing with the past is so bad. However, the past must be faced, not to be left running.
"Why is Aa so hearty. He said it was just me, and nothing else. Now, Aa is marrying him instead" Annisa replies.
"How long has Nisa been? A year? Two years? No, Five years. It is time to start a new life. You in Malaysia, my life must go on, too" Gibran said.
Rosa, who was silent, invited everyone to sit down first. Not just standing for a long time. Miss Rosa also seemed to give tissue to Annisa. It feels strange, if the crying Giselle where ever Miss Rosa gives a tissue just to wipe her tears. Though the figure that often makes Giselle cry is Miss Rosa herself.
"How long has she been married?" ask Annisa.
"One and a half years" replied Gibran.
"That's just now, already have a child?" ask Annisa again.
Not yet Gibran gave an answer, Miss Rosa who first gave an answer to Annisa. "Gibran's wife can't get pregnant" Ms. Rosa said.
Annisa stared at Giselle, who was sitting next to Gibran. Observing the woman who became a wife, the man she still loved. In his view Giselle is also beautiful, although a little fat. Different Annisa who is small and slim.
"Can't get pregnant?" ask Annisa again.
"Yes, it has been almost 2 years married and has not had children" replied Ms. Rosa again.
Giselle chose silence. Free as well, he explained his condition. After all, people only know that women who do not have children are barren. Tired of constantly giving explanations, Giselle chose silence.
"Why doesn't Aa get married again? At least to get offspring?" ask Annisa now.
Gibran chose silence. However, Miss Rosa who seemed to be a gap to speak again. "Mom actually asked Gibran for polygamy. To have descendants. However, married people expect offspring. That kid's a household complement, right?"
"Yes, Aa .. Why not remarry if it's the best?" ask Annisa.
"I won't marry again" Gibran said.
Miss Rosa shook her head. Also long with Gibran. His son had no children, but could still be relaxed. Though neighbors the age of Gibran alone already have two children, while Gibran himself one child has not.