The Holy Love of Amayra

Chapter 270. Family dear (End)

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Rey and Zayn look at Zahwa who fell down, they get anxious and eventually find Zahwa's injured leg. "You why Zahwa? How can gini get hurt?" Zayn asked his sister, he saw blood on Zahwa's left leg.

"When I ran away, I broke the window. Keep me up to the window, shards hit my feet." Obviously the little girl with her monty lips and pouting face.

"Here, I'm carrying!" Zayn offered his small back to carry Zahwa.

But Zahwa was silent, he did not believe that his brother who always thought he was the culprit of the problem turned out to be warm to him behind the joke

"Let your older brother carry Zahwa" Rey bowed in front of Zahwa.

"Sir Rey, let me..."

"When you fall, your body and Zahwa will be both small. Ah wrong, then you will be the puffed up Zahwa's Taliban." Temptation Rey on the twins.

"ah! Rey's brother is so evil, I'm called a puffer again. I don't want Rey's brother,"

"Cie who ngambe. Climb on! We have to go back to Satria, Aunt Amayra and Bima, they must be looking for us."

"Hemphi!" Zahwa crossed his hands on his chest.

"Is that the beautiful kingpin?" Rey glanced at Zahwa who was still pouting and unwilling to go up to his back.

After the persuasion of Zayn and Rey with the praise of 'Beautiful", Zahwa finally wanted to go up to Rey's back. They walked out of the forest, after walking far enough.

"Why aren't we there? Brother Rey, brother come down on me. Brother must be tired of carrying me, I'll be heavy brother." Pitying Zahwa says look at Rey who's already sweating.

"No, I'm not tired? Who said I'm tired?" Sangkal Rey's.

I'm tired, but I won't let you walk in this condition, Zahwa.

"Eh brother, can't boong loh. It's gonna be a long nose like Pinocchio's!" Zahwa's finger pointed at Rey's cheek.

"Zahwa, it's not the nose but the cheeks" Rey said with a smile. That smile could not be seen by Zahwa.

"I know, I press it on my cheek because it's not up to my nose." Plain Zahwa said.

"Hehe," Rey just grinned at Zahwa's words that could always make her smile.

"Sir Rey, brother Zayn, I don't think you're gonna find me. I thought you guys, didn't love me." Zahwa bowed, his hands still coiled around Rey's neck.

"Eh, how did you say that anyway?" Rey was astonished, she was still walking while holding Zahwa.

"Who said we don't love you? We love you, too!" Zayn said while nodding his head.

"Because I like to make trouble, I also like to be nosy especially the same brother Zayn."

"Zahwa, I said I'm sorry.I accidentally said that because I was angry. I'm sprained with you, but I love you." Zayn meant it.

"Hehe thank you, I'm so moved!" Zahwa smiled broadly.

"Hey, I seriously know!" Zayn.

"I'm sorry Brother Zayn, I often make rowdy and nosy. But I'm glad to see you again, I love you, too, I love you both. Brother sister loves each other..."

Suddenly Zahwa's eyes closed, his head touching Rey's back and the little girl objected. "Sister Rey! Zahwa why? Eyes closed!" Zayn panicked to see his brother like that.

"You don't worry, Zahwa is just sleeping. Brother can feel his breath," said Rey.

"Alhamdulillah.but why did Zahwa sleep like a dead man? Suddenly sleeping that way, I'm shocked!"

"Well, didn't Zayn know that?" Rey knows exactly how Zahwa when asleep, the child is very easy to sleep and once sleeping must be very sound, no matter where he is.

"I don't know, but Rey knows a lot about Zahwa. I think Zahwa is closer to my sister than to me!" Zayn.

"Are you angry?" asked Rey while looking at Zayn who was walking beside her.

"No, I'm happy because I'm the same Zahwa has a really good sister like Rey. Thank you, sister, you are our sister.hehe." Zayn smiled proudly to have Rey as his older brother.

"Yes, you're also happy to have a funny sister like you!" Rey smiled.

Even if you don't know the truth, that I'm not your cousin, I'm just a foster kid. But I promise I won't think of myself that way. I am your brother and forever will be.

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Shortly after, Amayra's screaming voice called out to Zahwa, Rey and Zayn. "Zahwa! Rey! Zay!"

Rey and Zayn were immediately flabbergasted to hear Amayra's voice calling their names not far from there.

"Aante!" Rey yells to Amayra.

"Mama!" zayn shouted calling his name.

Amayra, Bima and Satria also came to the origin of the sound. Finally they all meet there, Amayra immediately sees Zahwa who is on Rey's back.

"Rey, Zahwa why? She-" Amayra was anxious to see Zahwa as unconscious.

"His feet hurt Auntie, but Zahwa's okay.he's just sleeping." Rey is obviously on that tant.

"Yes Ma, Zahwa is just sleeping." Zayn.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah" Satria, Bima, Amayra were relieved that Zahwa had been found.

As Amayra is about to take Zahwa from Rey, Satria says that she will carry her daughter. Satria held Zahwa carefully.

"His leg is hurt, I think I should sew it up." Satria said worriedly when she saw the wound on her son's torn leg.

"Yes, let's go home, kids." Amayra looked towards Rey and Zayn.

Thank you, thank God...Zahwa has been found.

"Yes Auntie" replied Rey.

Suddenly Rey fell limp to make everyone there panic and ask what happened to Rey. Zayn also explained to everyone that Rey seemed limp from being tired of holding Zahwa for quite a while.

Amayra leads Rey and helps her walk, while Bima guides Zayn's hand. They reached the Calabrian family home.

"Alhamdulillah, Zahwa..." Nilam and Cakra saw Zahwa who was in Satria's arms. They were relieved that Zahwa had been found.

"Alhamdulillah," Bram and Diana also looked at it with relief, not forgetting to always give thanks

Zahwa opened her eyes slowly, she heard the voices around her. A familiar voice woke him up. "Zahwa?" greet the papa who has a big smile right in front of his eyes.

"Papa? I...no dream, is this really papa?!" zahwa's little hand pinched her papa's gaunt cheek.

"This is papa, son." Satria held her daughter's small hand gently.

It felt like a dream, that he could return home and meet his family again. "Huhuuu..."

"Zaha..." Amayra looked at her daughter.

"Thank you God, thank you because I can still meet everyone..."

Amayra, Satria embraced Zahwa affectionately. Amayra even kissed Zahwa's forehead while saying sorry to him because he was already angry at Zahwa. Zahwa innocently replied that her mother did not need to apologize and naturally her mother was angry because she was naughty. Amayra said again, Zahwa is not naughty just nosy.

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That night, Zahwa was taken to his room and planned that the wound on his leg would be sewn by Satria, but he did not have the heart. But if it is not stitched, then the wound will continue to decompose and bleed, surely it will be infection and Zahwa will be in pain.

"Pa, why are you silent? He said he wanted to stitch my wound?" Zahwa looked at her papa who was already carrying a needle and thread that was commonly used to cover the wound. A thread that can instantly become flesh.

The surgeon did not answer, he was hesitant and confused. 'Duh, I can't bear.let alone Zahwa was a child'

"Zahwa, this is gonna hurt..you sure it's okay?" Amayra asked her daughter.

Zahwa's innocent eyes looked at his father and mother."Does it hurt like mom and dad said? But rather than the pain of entanglement, mengeningan aching once. I'm fine, papa just stitch my wound pa!"

"What's wrong Zahwa? Papa won't be long, you hold a papa or mama if you feel pain huh?" Persuade the real Satria not bear to sew up Zahwa's injured leg.

"It's okay pa" Zahwa shook his head.

Zayn, his twin brother is hiding behind his mother. He was afraid to see needles, especially his sister's legs would be sewn. Zayn shuddered in horror, yes he was indeed afraid of syringes.

"Why are you hiding Zayn? Said you wanted to see your sister."

"Zayn's still afraid of needles huh? Geez, how dong with your ideals to be a doctor, if you are afraid of needles." Temptation of Satria on his frightened son.

"I'm not afraid of needles, I'm just horrified." Zayn grumbled in a soft voice.

Satria also began to sew the skin of Zahwa's leg that was released. As Zahwa is enduring the pain, Amayra and Zayn invite him to chat so that Zahwa is not in too much pain.

"Oh yes Zahwa, you are so brave! He said the crazy guy likes to kill even the kid he kidnapped, but you're still safe." You're great."

"I-iya dong, I'm smart." Zahwa held Zayn's hand tightly, enduring his pain.

"Yes you're smart! You are my sister! Half my intelligence is in you,"

"What's? So I pinter because of brother, is that it?"

"Hem yes," Zayn replied confidently.

After finishing the treatment and taking the medicine, Zahwa fell asleep on the bed. Satria, Amayra and Zayn also fell asleep together.

*****

Time passed, returning to how it was. Satria returned to her routine as a surgeon at the hospital, Amayra also worked as a teacher who became her dream since long ago.

"Mrs Amayra, good morning!" greet a male student on Amayra who was walking in the hallway of the classroom.

"Morning, but next time add Assalamualaikum as well." The woman smiled kindly while carrying the books in her hand.

"Yes Ma'am, Assalamualaikum" said the student kindly with a smile.

Amayra walked to the front of the school. Then he heard a man's voice chortle.

"Ehem!"

"Mas, have you come?" Amayra was surprised to see her husband in front of the car waiting for her.

"May, I told you not to spread charm." Satria frowned looking at his wife.

"Mas, what the hell? A smile is considered a charm, when I have to frown. Judes dong's teacher will later be suspected."

"Yes good, let everyone not be fascinated with you."

"I'm married, I have two children, I have a handsome husband, what can be seen from me?" Amayra knitted her brows, looking at her husband.

"You're beautiful, well, sholehah and I love you." Satria said while holding his wife's hand.

Blushed, Amayra heard praise from her husband. His heart was pounding like there were fireworks. "Mas, don't praise me like that..."

"There's nothing like you May anymore and this isn't a compliment."

"Have I gone home, Zahwa and Zayn must have been waiting for us." Take Amayra to her husband.

"OK,"

A sweet kiss suddenly landed on Amayra's forehead, making some people there see it.

"Mas!"

Satria smiled casually, as if nothing had happened. His wife was embarrassed.

"Acie...Ms. Amayra," said some of the students there.

They got into the car and went to the big house of Calabria. Amayra wondered why she did not take her children to school, but instead went home. Satria did not answer.

Arriving at Calabria's mansion, Satria takes his wife to the back garden. Then Amayra was surprised by the presence of everyone there and sang a happy birthday song for her.

"Congratulations.your birthday say.have a long life we will pray,"

The woman, who works as a teacher and mother of two children, was stunned to see the decorations there that were intended for her who was having a birthday that day.

All the families are giving happy birthday to Amayra. Including the twins, Rey, his son Anna, his son Bima as well.

Finally, Amayra who always went through many trials had a happy ending with her husband, children and all her family.

Time had passed, a beautiful teenage girl in an ash-white uniform came out of her room, along with a handsome man wearing an ash-white uniform as well.

They both throw smiles at each other, preparing to start a new life and story. Zahwa and Zayn!

How's their story? Are you curious?

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