The Enemy Brings My Destiny

Early lies

After saying thank you, Akhtar walked out of the doctor's office and stepped into the hospital room where the girl was there.

Inside were two nurses accompanying the girl. While the girl herself was sitting with her back resting on a pillow behind her body. Also with legs crossed over the bed.

"You're conscious ?." Akhtar asked as he approached the girl, making the two nurses give her space to get closer to the girl.

Somehow his outstretched hand rubbed gently on the back of the girl's hand which was connected with an infusion hose.

The girl noticed her own hand being touched by a man beside her and moments after her she raised her head so that now the two pairs of eyes were glued to each other but not for long because of Akhtar he decided his eyes from the girl's eyes. The girl also did the same as Akhtar.

"You... Who?" Asked the girl in such a soft voice. And that question has made Akhtar have to think hard to just answer it.

"I'm..." Akhtar was really confused to answer what?!.

"Your husband." The sound was echoing in the corner of the room. Including in Akhtar's ears.

Akhtar turned to the direction the voice had come from. There was a husband and wife who were stepping closer to him. "Dearly." He muttered after seeing the face of the newly arrived man.

"His husband?!."  Strangled the girl who still looked very weak on her bed.

Three pairs of eyes turned back to the girl who still put on her surprised face with eyes fixed on Akhtar's face.

Once again Akhtar turned towards Raihan and his wife who turned out to be in reply to a sharp gaze as well as a nod of the head from Raihan. Akhtar finally let out a slow breath and looked back at the girl before him.

"Yes. I'm your husband, Akhtar. Don't you remember me?."

Oh myGod. Well obviously he doesn't remember me !. Even know me, no.

Is it wrong to lie to that girl...?. It must be a big mistake, right?.

The rapprochement filled Akhtar's mind.

The girl nodded weakly. "I don't know you at all. What the hell happened to me?. Why am I like this?..." The girl blurted out with her eyes that started to glaze over.

Akhtar carried his girl in an embrace. Well. From now on this girl in his arms will be his girl even his wife. "No papa. You're okay. You only had injuries after that accident." Akhtar said as he gently rubbed his girl's back.

"Even I've forgotten my name." The girl looked up at Akhtar who she thought was her husband. "Who's my name?." He was still staring into Akhtar's eyes.

Akhtar was really confused by this kind of situation. His eyes closed for a moment then looked back at his girl's face "Aira. Your name is Aira."

"Iira."

Akhtar nodded while displaying his smile. The girl he named Aira again sucked her face in the chest of Akhtar's field. For a few minutes the two hugged and re-released after Aira's crying came to a halt.

" It's crying." said Akhtar as his fingers wiped the soft tears that drenched Aira's cheeks.

Aira nodded and displayed her smile which turned out to be very beautiful according to Akhtar.

The original couple who were near them were only able to become spectators over the drama that was happening before him.

"Hi Aira's. It's good to see you sober. " Say Melicha, Raihan's wife.

Aira seemed to smile and nodded stiffly as she felt she did not recognize the woman standing near her bed. " Hey also~" Aira looked confused as to what to say next.

"Melicha. " Raihan's wife said her own name.

"Oh. Yes Melicha." Aira re-published her smile.

"Then we go straight home. Sorry can't stay here long. You need a break too, right?." Said Melicha and hugged Aira for a moment. " Some healthy fast. Ezar needs you."

Aira nodded and stared at the departure of the two people who were slowly disappearing behind the exit. Her eyes looked back at the man she knew was her husband who was busy playing his cell phone.

" Mad. " Call for Aira made Akhtar immediately turn to him. "Mas. Whatis yourname?. I'm sorry I forgot your name." Aira.

You didn't forget my name was Aira. But you don't know me.

"My name is Akhtar, Ai. " Akhtar answered as his hand gently stroked Akhtar's long hair that was loosely spread. "You're something, Ai?." Ask later. That was answered by Aira's head.

"Mas. "

"Huh?."

"Kalo Ezar, who, um ?."

"Ezzar... He's our son. A baby who's not even a month old." Lie after lie is created from a pair of Akhtar lips. Yah. He himself is aware of that. But what can I do?. This has all happened, hasn't it?.

"Yes. We'll meet Ezar after you get out of here. Because Ezar was so small to get into the hospital."

Aira seemed to be breathing in disappointment. "Alright, mas. I'll see him after I get out of this place."

"Yes." Yeah." Akhtar rubbed Aira's hair gently again. I don't know why the comfort was greeting when he did this to Aira.

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Time goes on for sure until the long-awaited day has come. After two weeks of treatment after waking up from her long sleep, Aira was finally allowed to go home.

While in the hospital, she was treated with a lot of attention from Akhtar, her husband. Akhtar never once stayed away from her as long as she was awake. As it is today. Akhtar did not want to let go of his hand in Aira's hand. Well. Aira considers all of that is the right thing for any husband to his own wife who is sick.

" Come on, baby." Akhtar said after the two were already standing right in front of the twin doors which were very large and looked elegant.

"Yes, my mom." Aira answered while balancing the way of the husband until the two arrived in the veranda room. There was a woman dressed as a nurse carrying a baby. It was clear that the woman must be the baby sitter Ezar and the baby he carried was Ezar. Think Aira. "Mas. What is Ezar ?."

"Yes. It's Ezar, baby. We're going there, okay?."

The two approached Tania who seemed unaware of the host's arrival but soon came to a realization after Akhtar called out to her.

"Ma-sorry sir. I really did not know of your arrival. " Tania said while looking down deeply.

" It's okay Tania. We forgot to tell you to go home sooner. "

"Yes, sir. " Tania started to raise her face again and looked at Aira's ayu face." Welcome, madam. I'm glad the lady is healthy." His words were sincere to the wife of the master.

"Yes, thank you Tania. Hmm can I hold Ezar?." Said Aira without dimming her smile. And took Ezar from Tania's hands.

"Of course, madam." Tania happily gave the young master to her mother.

Ezar was in the hands of Aira. Ezar's eyes are awake still very clean and pure plus his chubby cheeks make Aira unceasingly smile also landed his kiss on the face of the baby.

"We're going to the room, baby."

"Yes, my mom."

Akhtar walked beside Aira until the two reached the room and even led Aira to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Mas. Ezar is funny, huh?."

"Yes, honey. "

" His face is very similar to yours. And... Why is there nothing similar to me?. I'm his mother.."

Without knowing Aira, Akhtar's heart is grimacing at the moment thinking about Aira's words. Aira did not know that Ezar was not her son and how could Ezar possibly be similar to her?.

"Maybe now Ezar does not look like you but it could be Ezar similar to you later when he was big." Akhtar explained by finding a middle ground.

"Yes. You're right, too."

"Yes already. So we should rest. You must be tired from the trip. "

"Yes mas. I'm so tired, anyway."

"here. Let the mas send Ezar to Tania first. You take a break first and then you will." Akhtar grabbed Ezar from Aira's lap.

"Mas. Ezar here yes. I'm gonna sleep while I hug her." Aira said as she looked into Akhtar's eyes full of pleading.

"But you need to rest, baby. If Ezar is here, you won't be able to rest."

"Please... Can you please mas?. I beg..."

Akhtar breathed heavily. "alright. We slept with three of us." Said later. Which immediately greeted a wide smile from Aira's face.

"Thank you, sir..."

"Yes. We are sleeping."

"Yes, um."  Aira immediately put Ezar in the middle of the bed and he slept on the left side of the son. Akhtar was to the right of Ezar.

Aira's palm rubbed Ezar's stomach slowly to make Ezar immediately fall asleep calm as well as himself and Akhtar who had begun to sail the dream ocean.