The End of the Waiting

The Same Advice

Revelation chuckled at Niko's statement which was like a joke in her ear.

Be responsible? This time? Even the current status of the man was still another female fiancee.

What kind of responsibility is being discussed.

“I will meet all the needs of Ziva and his son until he grows up,” continued Niko with breath up and down.

The laughter of Revelation was getting louder.

“You think I can't support them? Really, you say funny. I am rich, even my property will not run out just to finance my sister and nephew. Ziva doesn't need any of that!” press Revelation.

“Then what do you want, huh? Marry her?” niko asked with a gaze pointing at the Revelation.

A cynical smile rises on the lips of Revelation. Be married? Hah, she won't let her sister marry that jerk.

“That's funny. You think I'd easily ask you to marry my sister, after what you did?” Revelation took a deep breath and looked at Niko sharply. “Your responsibility won't erase the bad memories you've made for my sister. You will not be able to make up for the six years Ziva and Ibra have been through with great struggle. You'll never be able to do it, Nik!”

“How can I redeem everything? Say it! I'll do it,” Oozed Niko in frustration.

“Ibra needs a spinal cord donor and maybe, only you have a match with it. Redeem your guilt by giving Ibra a better chance at life,” press Revelation.

Niko rounded her eyes. “Sum-spinal cord?” repeat with confusion. For almost two years now, Niko has never monitored Zivanna again. Hearing that his son needed a spinal cord donor was certainly surprising to him. Since when?

“Yes. Do that to atone for your guilt for my sister. Save Ibra's life and I won't bother you again.”

After saying that, Wahyu took Akram away. Although there is a lot of anger that Akram wants to channel, but it feels enough because Revelation has represented everything.

“Be a real man, don't hide and be a coward. Although the law does not recognize you as his father, but in lineage he is still your son. Flowing your blood in that boy's body. Save his life as your penance.” Akram patted Niko's shoulder a little hard until the man grimaced softly.

On the way home. The silent atmosphere seemed to dominate. Akram who holds the steering wheel looks focused staring at the streets in front of eyes that are quite gentle.

“I'm sorry, Akram,” said Revelation solemnly.

He was sorry for what had happened all along. His enmity with Akram over the years finally unravels when the fact that it dawns if Akram is indeed innocent.

“Sorry to accuse you. To kill you and even to think of destroying you. Sorry,” he continued with a sorry face.

“I want to be mad at you, Ziva and Niko. But I really do hold myself back for that. I don't want to make the atmosphere worse. Really, I'm very disappointed with what Ziva did. Hiding that reality for years and quibbling to cover disgrace.” A strong breath came out from his lips. “If Ibra were okay, would Ziva still be silent? Then my household will be the bet.”

Akram's hand hit the wheel hard.

“If that happens, I will not forgive you.”

After delivering Wahyu to the hospital, Akram immediately plugged the gas back into his office.

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“Alhamdulillah one by one our problems are finished, yes Mas,” said Amara who lay on the bed while straightening his legs.

Familiar with attentiveness, massaging her feet gently.

Sometimes they exchange stories about exhausting everyday life.

Sometimes there was laughter coming from his lips.

“You don't have much thought. Just focus on your pregnancy. Still often nauseous not?” tanya Akram stared at Amara intensely.

“No, Mas. It's just that sometimes when you smell a pungent smell. The rest of the course there are no complaints other than waist pain and feet that often tingle.”

“May you and the baby be healthy until the delivery process. Aamiin.”

Amara enjoys every touch of Akram's hand on her foot. The pressure is not too strong nor too slow. It was so comfortable that it made him shuffle a few times.

“Tap, Mas.”

“Sleep. Can tilt? Let me massage your back.”

Amara nodded and smiled. “Still, Mas.”

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