
Hi loyal readers "FEEL LOVE NEVER LOST," I'm sorry can only be up now. Beloved husband must be hospitalized, I really hope his recovery to Allah SWT. But Allah loves him more and took it from us😢. My beloved husband breathed his last breath at the age of 44 on August 17, 2020. Leaving me and our three hearts.
I ask for help in prayer, my husband forgave all his faults and sins, all his goodness became a charity of worship, and got the best place from Allah SWT.
I also pray that I will be with the children strong, sincere, patient and confident in accepting the provisions of Allah SWT.
I will try to fulfill all your longings with my current condition. Greetings of LOVE to you always.
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Denny grabs the phone from behind his pocket and is heard talking to someone.
“Until when should I be here, quickly send someone to pick me up,” Denny's voice rises and breaks off the conversation unilaterally.
"Tok, Tok, Tok." The sound of knocking on the door forced Denny's eyes to turn to the door.
The door slowly opened, Iqbal's face was seen from behind the door and stepped in. His footsteps approached and took Nia from Denny's lap. The little girl's body moved in Iqbal's arms.
"Everything's sorted out, we're leaving now," Iqbal looked at Denny's cold gaze, a line of hatred vividly painted on his face.
Denny got up from sitting, stepped foot out of the room. Iqbal walked in from behind. Nia calmly fell asleep leaning her head on Iqbal's boat.
Many eyes accompanied the footsteps of the two men towards the outer door. Denny's eyes were straight ahead regardless of the glare of hatred on him.
After passing through the exit, Iqbal swiftly opened the car door for Denny who had been waiting. Iqbal sat next to Denny on the back passenger bench. Slowly resting Nia's body in her lap.
Cars drove splitting the night in the hustle of Tokyo. Denny's eyes were sharp looking forward. In his head still clearly crossed Hendrik's words" You did a big mistake, until whenever you won't be able to get what's yours." Denny clasped his fists tightly in both hands.
"Why did you come? I'm asking you to take care of the company as long as I'm not around" Denny's heavy voice opened the conversation in a frozen atmosphere.
Iqbal turned to the side, looking at Denny's face which was still diligently looking ahead.
Retracting his gaze and dropping right on Nia's face that was on her lap. Her hands gently stroked Nia's hair and allowed the rest of the hair to cover her face.
"Nia called me, she was very scared and worried about your situation. While crying he asked me to come immediately," Iqbal grabbed a small bag tucked into Nia's shoulder that was still sound asleep in his lap. Slowly pull the zipper button of the small bag and take Nia's phone. His fingers are seen dancing on the phone screen.
"Why don't I know, when he's always with me" Denny's voice weakened and glanced at Iqbal's face.
Denny's eyes stared intently at the phone screen. A smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
"It was unexpected that I could still beat him that hard, fortunately his boy stopped," Denny fell silent and did not continue saying. Both palms brushed his face rough.
"Yes, the boy is now in the hospital receiving treatment. His hand was injured, fortunately not serious only bruises were hit hard. But it must remain under the supervision of a doctor. I can get information from the doctor who took care of him because he's Aaron's friend." Iqbal was grateful for such a serious moment like this, there were still reliable friends helping him.
"Take me to the hospital now" Denny said.
"No, not now this is not the right time and it's been very night. You better take a break at the hotel and I know you guys haven't eaten since lunch. I've prepared everything at the hotel." Iqbal doesn't want any more noise if Denny meets Hendrik. He can also get to know the man who was the target of Denny's anger. Hendrik who as he remembered was once suspected Denny liked Indah. And now proven Hendrik with Indah, whether since when it happened, he also does not know for sure.
Denny was silent to Iqbal's words, because he had also been holding back hunger long enough. Moreover, Nia, of course she was very hungry because before the beating happened she intended to buy food for Nia and the others.
At the hospital where Saka was treated.
"Ma, where's papa?" Saka's voice sounded weak after coming to his senses from his sleep. Previously he had also been aware, due to the influence of drugs given through the infusion, Saka fell asleep again. Jesika gently rubbed her son's head and looked at my face.
"Father here dear," Hendrik approached on the edge of the bed and sat down. Close his body, take Saka's hand slowly and kiss the back of his palm gently.
"Pa, papa's face must hurt?" Saka's eyes glazed over to notice Hendrik's lips swollen leaving a red stain dry at the corner of the lips and the eyelids covered in plaster. Blue is still clearly visible on the right and left cheeks of Hendrik's face is white.
"Hem, no dear." Hendrik shook his head. His hand was still slowly gripping Saka's hand wrapped in bandages.
"So don't worry, papa ngak pa-pa. You see, papa can smile and still shake? Ordinary adult men like that, they will hit each other if the problem can not be solved with words. We hit each other, after that, will make up again. Although it was rough and horrible but the problem was solved. We'll make peace with each other by ourselves and forgive." Hendrik tried to give an understanding so that Saka was not worried even though the explanation sounded a little silly and unreasonable for those who understand it. The corner of her eye caught Jesika's eyeballs widening as she gave Saka an explanation. He could only smile inwardly realizing he was being noticed by Jesika.
"Pa, why did papa Nia hit papa? What mistakes papa made that papa Nia can't solve by talking." Saka's little lips said with his head thinking to know the answer to the reason why Hendrik hit papa Nia.
"Aaa.., that is," Hendrik's head was instantly empty, he was unable to think of giving an answer. Hendrik swallowed heavily his saliva as it stuck his own words hearing Saka's question.
"Ehem, dear Saka. Oma called my mom, she was so sad not to be able to come see you. He prayed that Saka would get well soon and go home." Jesika diverts Saka's conversation and pats Hendrik on the shoulder who looks confused.
"Yes, Saka misses Oma. Saka wanted to quickly go home and meet Oma," Saka looked at Hendrik's face and Jesika alternately. He realized that there was something hidden from him.
"Tok, Tok, Tok," the sound of the door being knocked.from the outside.
Instantly Jesika, Hendrik and Saka simultaneously drew a glance towards the door.