The End of the Waiting

Reunite

“I can't explain it now, Mara. Many things that I myself still can not understand.”

“Example?”

“Who is the father of Ibra.”

The deg!

Amara's heart just beat hard. Both of his hands trembled feeling his blood flow as if it stopped.

“Do not say .. if the child is your son, Mas,” said Amara lirih.

Akram just bowed without an answer.

“Mas!” yelled Amara demanding.

“I don't know, Mara.”

“Then what do you mean talk like that? If it has nothing to do with you, you should not hesitate to answer it,” said Amara with eyes that have dewed.

“I can not explain anything because I myself am not sure what has happened,” said Akram slowly.

“So you mean ask me to believe what it is, if you yourself are not sure.”

Akram looked away at the incident many years ago when he was studying at Hardvard. He told his wife everything without anything being covered up.

Throughout listening to the story Amara occasionally held her breath as she arrived at the passage, “All of a sudden I woke up to a state of innocence in Ziva's room!”

However, Akram did not find any answers about what happened. Because at that time everyone was also unconscious because of the influence of alcohol. It was the first and last time Akram's body received alcohol. It is also because it is forced.

To be honest Akram is not a holy man who has no fault lines. He had a bad past before he finally found the best way.

“So is this what Pak Wahyu Nugroho meant?”

“Wahyu Nugroho?” repeat Akram with both hands clenched perfectly.

“She says you have secrets.”

Akram clucked slowly, then replied, “Because he is Ziva's older brother.”

“Amara!” Akram's voice raised up by accident to hear the daughter's descendant. He did not remember the incident at all. However, he believes that nothing has ever happened between him and Zivanna.

“Good. You dare to yell at me, Mas.” Amara got out of bed and gently brushed off the hand of the husband who was trying to grab her.

Amara chose to leave the room. Her heart throbbed pain hearing her husband raise his voice.

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“Bu, I saw Bu Mara come out of the guest room,” said Anita who was the culprit of gossip.

“Yes there may be something to take in the guest room,” replied Meri potluck.

“But I saw that Ms. Mara just woke up. Enter the main room just keep going back to the guest room.”

“Biarin only. This is his house. He likes to sleep anywhere.”

“Ah ... Bu Meri not fun.” Anita stomped her feet irritated because the middle-aged woman did not respond much when spoken to. He hopes to get some useful information.

Incidentally Azizah who has been in the kitchen since a few minutes ago certainly heard it clearly. However, the two people might not realize because he was in the bathroom.

Azizah went to the kitchen to get a drink, but when she wanted to return to the room, her stomach was suddenly wrapped around her. That was why he was there and accidentally heard a bit of shocking news.

As Azizah came out of the bathroom, Meri looked surprised. He stared glaringly as he was sure his master heard what they had been talking about.

“Abviously Mara was right to sleep in the guest room?” ask Azizah.

“True, Mistress.” Meri confirmed because she asked Amara to change the guest room bed sheet. According to him, the bed linen used at that time was too striking and disturbing the scene.

“Leave it. Maybe they have a little problem. Hopefully everything is not protracted.”

Azizah chose not to interfere if her son or daughter-in-law did not say. As a parent he wants his son-in-law to learn if in mahligai marriage will not only be found the sweetness of love. There are many tests in living it and it can be in any form.

To Be Continue ....