The Crack of a Glass

Chapter 26: Do not let you regret ...

The night ...

Azzura looked agitated and occasionally closed his eyes. Even sweat as big as corn seeds began to pour on her face to make her hijab look wet.

"Hasbunallah wani'mal vice. O Allah strengthen me" he said, praying in his heart to calm himself. "Tonight I will stay at my house" he said in his heart, staring at my mother.

"Dutch, we go home now, yes" he asked.

As if understanding Azzura's current condition, Nanda nodded quickly.

"Mom, me and Nanda go home first huh," he said.

"Yes, Son. You guys be careful on the road let alone it's already night," mother's message with a smile.

"Yes, ma'am" the two answered simultaneously.

"Sus, I'm picking up Mom. If you're wondering, call me right away, "the message to Sister Tiara.

"Alright," replied Sister Tiara as she stroked Azzura's arm.

Shortly after being outside the room, Azzura immediately hugged his best friend with a trembling body.

"Zu" said Nanda, stroking her friend's back with teary eyes. "Relax" he whispered.

"I'm afraid," he hissed with a trembling voice without taking off his arms.

"Zu, remember your mother and father" Nanda recalled.

Slowly Azzura began to release his arms and took a deep breath to fill the oxygen supply into his lungs.

Again from a distance Yoga could only stare at him with a feeling of sadness. There was a pent-up anger in him considering the figure of the hijab girl's husband.

"Close Navarro Kheil .. If you were in front of me right now, I would make sure you were battered in my hand. You fucking loser jerk!!!" he nodded with his hands clenched.

He also approached Azzura and Nanda who were still in front of Isma's ward.

"Dong, Nanda. Are you guys going home yet?" sapana.

"Yes, answered Nanda.

It was quiet before Yoga finally opened his voice.

"Zu, Nanda, let me drive you home" said Yoga.

Getting an offer from Yoga, Azzura and Nanda looked at each other.

"Then let Azzura be with you. You see, I brought my own motorbike" said Nanda.

"Zu, is it okay if I take you home?" tanya Yoga asked for her permission

"That's okay" he said.

"A little while, I'll see you first," she gave me permission and opened the door and walked over to me.

Azzura and Nanda waited outside.

"Mom" said Yoga shortly after being in the nursery. Yoga was sitting in a chair beside the patient bed and then tightly grasped the mother's fingers.

For a moment he was speechless as he stared fixedly at the pale face of the middle-aged woman.

"Sir ... What's wrong? Why are you staring at me like that?" asked mom while stroking the back of her hand.

"It's okay, ma'am," she replied in a soft voice and lowered her head and at once two clear crystals fell from her eyeballs.

"Son, don't be so sad. I'm fine" said the mother.

Yoga just nodded. "Bu .. I want to make my mother and Azzura happy. Weekend later, I don't want to spend a second with you guys" said Yoga in a choked voice.

Hearing the sincere words of Yoga, the mother felt moved and stroked her head.

"Sir Yoga, from the beginning you can feel if you are a good man, responsible and very fond of Azzura. Thank you for all my sincerity, son," said the mother still stroking her head."Promise me, if at any time the mother will go home, you will continue to be faithful to be a good husband for the daughter and grandchild of the mother later," hope the mother with a smile.

Yoga tears are falling more and more to hear the words of the message from the mother. He could only nod slowly.

Ma'am, if the current position as husband really is me, mother's daughter will not be mentally ill. If you knew her current mental state, I also could not imagine what would happen to you.

"Son, go home ... Azzura's waiting for you" mother asked.

"All right, ma'am, I'm saying good," he said, then got out of the chair and then came out of the nursery.

Shortly after being outside the room, he sat in the waiting chair next to Azzura and Nanda.

"Zu, are you okay?" tanyakanya. Although he already knew the true condition of Azzura but he did not want to be presumptuous.

"Yes, I'm fine" she lied, wiping the sweat off her face.

"Come, let's go now" he asked

"Hm."

"Nanda, me and Yoga first yes," Zu said.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow at the cafe."

Azzura just nodded then got into the car. After making sure Azzura installed a seat belt, then Yoga began to advance his vehicle.

Yoga did not immediately drive him home but directed his vehicle to one of the night attractions of the city of J.

Realizing that Yoga changed course, Azzura glanced at him question markingly.

"Yoga, it's like heading to one of the night attractions" he chanted.

"Yes, you're right. We're going there. Too bad Nanda didn't come" said Yoga and chuckled.

Sorry Zu, at least going to a night tour like that will help you get rid of your anxiety a little.

About thirty minutes of driving, the two finally arrived at that place.

Azzura's smile immediately expands to see the tourist attractions that night.

"God willing, I haven't been here in a long time" he hissed and held Yoga's arm into the place.

"Zu," said Yoga, his chest suddenly skipped a beat as his arms were held together.

"It's okay, let's just say I'm your sister who is holding her brother," Zu added with a smile.

"All right," timpal Yoga then chuckled. "You want to try some rides that test adrenaline?" challenge Yoga.

"Who is afraid," Zu replied accepting the Yoga challenge.

"I remember my late father. If we come here I like to invite Dad to try extreme rides. On the contrary, mother is just a spectator" Zu said.

"really? It turns out you have courage too" added Yoga.

At least invite the girl to chat while trying some rides in the place a little forget about her psychic trauma.

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Leaving Azzura and Yoga are in a night tour, opposite Close who is currently in one of the famous night clubs in the city of J with his friends.

Although the clock still shows at 20:30 pm, but did not discourage his and his friends to be in that place.

Since then Close was seen drinking alcoholic beverages with his friends interspersed with small talk

"Close, you're not with Laura" asked Sammy.

"Attention again he appeared," he timidly imagined with a thin grin that his lover would certainly appear with clothes all lacking materials.

"Close, don't you feel guilty about your wife? It's even been six months you've been married, but you still never change" Mizan said suddenly. "Don't let you regret it later in the day" continued Mizan as well as advising his friend.

Close only shook while taking a deep sip of his cigarette and then exhaled it violently.

Instantly his mind immediately imagined the closeness of his wife and assistant. Both of them don't look awkward.

His wife's sincere smile continues to be engraved if together with the assistant. Conversely, if he is with her, instead of smiling he looks stiff and looks disgusted at her.

An hour passed ...

When she was about to get out of her seat, Laura just arrived and hugged her and kissed her lips.

"Laura, I'll go home first. My head is dizzy" he whispered.

"I just came and you want to go home?" his protest.

"Please .. Let me go home, I want to rest. Tomorrow we can meet again at the office" he said.

"Don't you want me to stay at your house tonight" he said in a seductive tone.

"Not for tonnage, Laura," she refused and removed the girl's hands from her waist and left her.

Just the rejection of Close made him upset and irritated.

Mizan and Sammy just chuckle at seeing her being diced.

"It's Laura ... remember she's married," Mizan said with a cynical smile.

"Yes wife, but only on paper" he said with a feeling of arrogance.

Meanwhile, Close, who was currently on his way home, seemed to occasionally massage his forehead and the base of his nose.

"I feel like I'm not feeling well" he complained and increasingly increased the speed of his car to quickly arrive at his house.

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