The Crack of a Glass

Chapter 28: Waiting time alone ...

Hearing Yoga's relaxed speech while expressing his resignation, instantly made the next to Close's eyebrows raise.

"Well, can I tell you why?" ask Close in a cold tone.

"I'm sorry, sir, I want to focus on my career and carry out my duties as a psychologist at one of J's city hospitals" explained Yoga.

Hearing the explanation and reason of Yoga, Close seemed to frown at the same time shocked to know if Yoga a psychologist.

He still seemed to be considering Yoga's decision. "Can't you hold off until I get a new assistant?" hopefully at the same time feel bitter.

"Sorry, Sir. I can't, especially today I have an appointment with my patient" Yoga said.

"Ah what a pity," he murmured. "Alright," resigned Close with a sigh of disappointment.

After getting approval from Close, Yoga said goodbye and thanked him and immediately left the room.

After leaving Yoga, Close directly massaged the base of his nose while closing his eyes. Suddenly he remembered his wife.

"Azzura," heed. "Did he stay at his house last night? Or at the hospital where her mother was treated? But where exactly is her mother in the care? If I ask momy, I will automatically be found out if I have never met her mother Azzura" he murmured.

"It looks like I should talk to him. But how is it going?" Close seemed to think. "I'd better order lunch from the cafe alone, then ask him to deliver the food directly. Looks like I should talk to him," he muttered again with a thin grin.

Yoga, who is currently on her way to the hospital, appeared to be smiling with satisfaction after resigning from her job as Close's assistant.

The hospital he is currently visiting is Prasetya Hospital 1.

"Whatever the reason, I will always protect Azzura from a jerk like you. I will make psychic Azzura recover from the trauma of your vile deeds," growled Yoga with tightened jaws.

Before actually arriving at the hospital, Yoga returned again to the cafe where Azzura worked.

About thirty minutes drive he finally arrived at the cafe..When he entered the cafe, his smile immediately expanded to see Azzura who looked so friendly serving the buyers.

He walked over to the barista table and greeted him.

"Zu."

Azzura turned his head and then reviewed the smile when he knew that the one who reprimanded him was Yoga. But his eyebrows are back in chains because Yoga does not usually stop by at office hours.

"Well, back again? Did you not work today?" ask Zu.

"I just resigned from the boss' office" he explained.

"But why?" asked Zu a little curious. But that feeling he tepis because at this time he is working.

Know if the mimic of Azzura's face implies many questions, Yoga chuckles. "I know, in your mind there must be a lot you want to ask, but later I will explain when you come home from work," said Yoga.

"Hmm .. fine," said Zu. "Do you want to order something?"

"Yes" he pointed to the menu he wanted.

"Ok, wait a minute, yeah," pinta Zu with a smile and then leave it for a while to tell the chef to make the food menu as desired Yoga.

After that he returned to the barista table and resumed his work.

"Oh yes, Zu .. did Nanda enter shif afternoon?" ask Yoga.

"Yes" replied Zu. Yoga is only mangosteen.

A few minutes later, the Yoga food order was finally neatly packed and placed into a paper bag.

"Yoga, here's your order" Zu said, handing the paper bag over to yoga.

"Thank you, Zu. Then I leave first," he said after paying for his order food and saying goodbye to Zu.

"Yes, be careful. Give my regards to Mom, "the message.

"Ready," said Yoga then passed away leaving him.

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After almost an hour of driving because of traffic jams, Yoga finally arrived at his destination hospital.

Just now he arrived at ward three, immediately his eyebrows clenched and accelerated his steps towards the nursery of Isma.

"Mother?!" with bitter feeling. As soon as his steps stopped in the doorway, he again rubbed his chest then heaved a sigh of relief.

"Jeez, you guys just freaked me out" he said, wiping his chest.

After a while, Aida's doctor Farhan and Naima's sister turned to him.

"Why indeed?" timpal Farhan's.

"So you enter simultaneously and look rushed. I thought that if mom was critical," she said, then approached the three and placed a paper bag of food on the sofa table.

"Son, aren't you working today?" ask mother.

"Work Ma'am, it's just that I took a moment to visit Mom and bring food for us to have breakfast together" he explained with a smile.

"Thank you, son," said the mother, who was sitting in her wheelchair.

After that, he asked Naima to help bring out the food box so they had breakfast together.

Thirty minutes passed ...

After finishing breakfast together, Farhan first left the mother's nursery, because there are patients who must be operated on as soon as possible. Aida's doctor and Naima's nurse who must accompany Aida's doctor to examine the patient at the hospital.

Now in the nursery, there is only Isma and Yoga.

"Son, thank you again. I'm sorry if you've taken your time and Azzura's" said the mother.

"It's okay, Mom. At least this is my form of worship for Mom," he said.

Even if only as a fake daughter-in-law.

Yoga sat down and squatted down in front of the mother, clasping her hands together with teary eyes.

Why do I feel like mom's gaze isn't what it used to be. Why do I feel so bad?.

In the midst of his late thoughts, Yoga awakened when mother mentioned his name.

"Sir Yoga, I feel like I'm just going to wait for time. It's been a few nights now, I dreamt of meeting my late father" she said. "Son, if at any time the mother will be gone, Azzura the mother entrusted to you," continued the mother and lowered her face to look at Yoga.

"Mother" said Yoga with a sad feeling.

"Mom trusts you. That's why you can feel calm now" said the mother again with a smile.

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The afternoon ...

Like his plan in the morning, Close actually carried out his intentions. He asked the secretary to order food at the cafe of the momy and asked Azzura who had to deliver his order lunch.

With a feeling of annoyance and anger, inevitably Azzura was forced to obey the request from the husband's secretary.

"Gittlein!! I don't know what else he's planning. Maybe he wanted to curse and beat me again because he didn't come home last night" murmured Zu while carrying a food paper bag to the motorcycle toward the restaurant motorbike used to deliver food.

"Zu, no matter what happens, never shed your tears in front of him" Zu reminded himself.

She began to drive the motorbike leaving the restaurant parking lot to her husband's office with a feeling of arrogance.

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