The Crack of a Glass

The Crack of a Glass
Chapter 16: Beautiful-eyed girl ...



"Eugh ..." Azzura nodded then rubbed his eyes.


"Away awake?" ask mother.


Azzura just smiled and hugged her mother for a moment and then took off her arms again. He was also seen going down from his mother's patient bed.


"Mom, did anyone come to see you?" azzura asked while staring at the fruit parcel.


"Yes, your husband, son," replied the mother.


Azzura looked to knit her brows then folded her lips holding back a laugh.


"Yoga? What I know is that he is my husband. Let's just say that Close doesn't care. Let alone mother, I just treat her as she pleased. I'm just afraid if she finds out and then stops the mother's treatment. Don't get to."


Azzura glanced at his mother at a glance then smiled faintly.


"I'm sorry, Mom. I'd be honest if Yoga wasn't my husband, but we'd been lying. Especially my mom, I am my husband. Hehe."


Azzura could only say in his mind while chuckling feeling funny.


"Where is he going, Mom? Is it home yet?" ask Zu.


"He's on the rooftop, son," replied the mother.


"Yes, I met him first. Oh yes, Mum. I've brought food for mother and sister Tiara. Later if Sister Tiara comes here, Mother and sister eat first yes," message Zu.


Ms. Isma just nodded then smiled. After that, Azzura left her mother's nursery and stepped into the rooftop.


A moment after being in that place, his forehead shriveled staring at the two backs of men who were busy chatting, even looking very familiar because they threw jokes at each other.


While chatting and joking, the two were unaware of his presence. Before Azzura finally greeted.


"Yoga ..."


The two of them flinching for a moment then turned to look at him.


Again Azzura frowned looking at the two men who were staring at him.


"G ... Zu, are you awake?" tanya Yoga with a smile. "Come, I'll introduce you to my sister" she asked.


Azzura only complied and then commented on the smile of staring at the two.


"Zu, this is my brother, Farhan. More precisely doctor Farhan surgical specialist in this hospital," explained Yoga then turned to the direction of the brother.


Farhan smiled towards him then extended his hand to shake.


"Farhan," he said.


"Azzura" Zu replied and welcomed Farhan's hand.


"A beautiful name is as beautiful as the owner of the name," he said slowly and then removed his hand link. "So ... this daydreaming girl who often hit me, named Azzura ya," he said then chuckled.


Azzura pursed her lips curbed in laughter then nodded.


"You guys know?" cecar Yoga's.


"Hmm .. but I just found out his name today" I'm Farhan.


Yoga chuckled then punched the little arm of the big brother.


"Yoga, thank you for visiting my mother and bringing a fruit parcel for her" Zu said, staring at Farhan. "I'm sorry, did doc ..." The words paused.


"Don't call the Doctor, Farhan or the big brother, either" Farhan said, cutting Azzura's sentence.


Azzura. "Did Brother Farhan handle the mother during the operation?" ask Zu.


Farhan just nodded then commented on the smile but looked bitter. Not without reason he knew very well how severe the cancer that had spread in his mother's body.


"Sister, has the mother's cancer all been removed?" cecar Zu's. "Will there be hope for a cure" sheckled Azzura with a face that now looked sad.


"Azzura ..." Farhan said restrainedly and glanced at Yoga as his sister held her shoulder and gave him the code.


Knowing his brother's intentions, Farhan was forced to nod but felt guilty. "What we need to do now is, pray a lot for your mother's recovery" Farhan said.


"Thank you, Brother Farhan, Yoga" said Zu and set his eyes forward side by side between Yoga and Farhan.


Silence for a moment and they dissolve with their respective minds. I don't know what's on his third mind, only they know.


Not long after, azan magrib sounded and greeted their eardrums. As soon as azan magrib finished reverberating, Azzura reviewed a smile and said goodbye.


"Yoga, Brother Farhan, I go first, yes" Zu said.


Yoga and Farhan just nodded. After that Azzura sped up her steps towards her mother's nursery. While Farhan and Yoga still feel at home in that place.


"Yoga."


"Hm."


"What is your relationship with that beautiful-eyed girl?"


"I thought I was the only one who admired her beautiful eyes, it was big brother as well." Yoga smiled and did not immediately answer the question from the sister even impressed hanging.


"You haven't answered me yet" she said again. "Why, every time I ask, you don't answer right away but you're always floating" Farhan said.


"Ck .. you are," said Farhan, shaking his head.


"He's Mr. Close's wife Navarro Kheil, sister," explained Yoga.


"You mean your boss?"


"Hmm .. but I don't know why I feel like they're married because they're forced" continued Yoga.


Farhan glanced at his sister. "Ah .. a pity," said Farhan but did not explain clearly.


Yoga is back. "Don't tell me, I have a crush on her" Yoga Goda.


Farhan simply flinched and smiled faintly. "Yaaa .. so ..." said Farhan. "Here you go, let's go home" he asked.


"Hmm .. we stopped by the nursery of her mother Azzura" said Yoga.


"All right."


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A few minutes later ...


Now the two are in the nursery of Isma. It happens that doctor Aida and sister Tiara have just finished checking Isma's mother. Azzura has not yet returned from Mushalla.


"Sir Aida, sister Tiara," said Yoga.


"Aida, did you handle this mother?" farhan asked in a whisper.


"Yes. But by the way why are you here?" search Aida.


"Yoga invited me, happened to be working in the company of Azzura's husband, Yoga" explained Farhan sepakanya.


"Oh." Aida just rounded her mouth.


Czech ...


The door opened and Azzura looked from behind the door.


"Zu, where are you from?" ask Yoga.


"I am from Mushalla" he answered and laid the paper on his face.


They are stunned and feel inferior.


"Ah ... very dream wife," Farhan murmured in his heart. The tail of his eyes continued to follow Azzura.


"Thank you for visiting me."


After that, Azzura explained to his mother that Farhan and Yoga were brothers and doctors who dissected his mother.


Farhan, Aida and sister Tiara, were quite surprised when Ms. Isma praised the sister as a good husband and responsible to Azzura.


Farhan was just shaking his head at Yoga with a probing gaze. Farhan was seen demanding answers to his sister.


After saying goodbye, Farhan invited Yoga and Aida into his room.


Shortly after being in Farhan's work room he immediately nagged Yoga.


"Yoga, what the hell are you!" anguished Farhan stared intently at the younger brother.


"Try to explain to both of us, what exactly is going on?!" Aida came to find him.


"Sister, this is not what you think and imagine" Yoga said. "Actually yesterday when I came here, I accidentally saw Azzura crying in the garden."


"Want to!!"


"I went up to him and asked him to talk. After that, I wanted to see her mother. When I walked into the nursery, Azzura's mother immediately thought that I was Azzura's husband" explained Yoga as she scratched her non-itchy head.


"Why don't you explain if ...."


"I can't explain to my mother, let alone see her condition like that. Actually Azzura wanted to explain but I forbid," he said with a cry.


"Basic!! You are really yes. It's called exchanging identity" Farhan grumbled and then snapped his sister's head because she was upset.


"Do you want to be stamped by a player?! namel Farhan while shaking her head.


"Did Mr. Close know?" ask Aida.


"It seems that since they married, Mr. Close has never met his mother Azzura" explained Yoga.


Aida looked furious and confirmed the speech of Yoga.


"True, during the handling of Isma's mother, never once did Mr. Close come to visit. Just the reason when you visit her, Miss Isma immediately thought if you were her husband Azzura," Aida chirped and then hit the arm slowly Yoga.


"Then ... What if Mr. Close knows?" ask Farhan.


Yoga raises his shoulders and looks indifferent. The end of it only made Farhan grow furious.


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