
Oh yeah!!!
Oh yeah!!!
Naren took a few steps forward, stopping right in front of Nara. The proselytizing of her as-yet-unnamed daughter, "She cried, please calm down. It seems like she's thirsty." he said flatly.
Nara deftly accepts her daughter. He held his daughter to stop crying. "Don't worry, I'll calm him down, brother. You can go back to the room and get ready to go home." seeing the worry on Naren's face, Nara tried to get rid of it. However, Nara's speech was only replied with a nod by Naren.
Afterwards, Naren turned around and walked away. Nara sat on the bed, then she gave ASI until her daughter calmed down and fell asleep.
Half an hour passed, Naren returned to the ward with a large black suitcase beside him. Not long after that, Moga sir also came. He said he would take Nara and her family home. Because, his house is also in the same direction.
Mrs Michel helped bring the items that Nara had prepared. They all left the hospital for the parking lot.
Mr. Moga was on standby to run his car directly to the London highway. The beautiful atmosphere of the city makes people look comfortable passing by. In contrast to the atmosphere of the city of Jakarta which is so densely populated and vehicles, not to mention the heat due to the shortage of green land.
"Did I visit here often?" on his way, Naren opened his voice. He asked Nara who was sitting next to him behind the steering wheel.
Like a breath of fresh air, Nara enthusiastically answered Naren's question, "No. You are always busy with work. Only once a month do you come here, brother." This time, her husband opened the conversation first. Although it sounded from his tone was not as gentle as usual.
Naren nodded, seeing him all the way through London. He did not remember anything after his wife's death. But, he was also no stranger to the city that he would live in with a woman who said he was his wife.
Mrs Michel and Mr. Moga smiled at the couple's brief conversation behind them. For both of them, this is progress. Both hope, the next days will get closer the couple. And more important is the return of Naren's memory. So that everything will be more beautiful as before. Before the accident.
"It's here." Mr. Moga said when the car he was driving stopped right in front of a brown house.
{"It's up."}
Everyone get out of the car. Nara was the first to enter through the fence. Then he tiptoed about to take the spare key. Because, the original house key was damaged in an accident a week ago.
Seeing that Nara was having trouble picking things up, Naren immediately moved to help. "Let me get it" he said. Hearing the words from her husband, Nara took two steps back. Let Naren pick up the thing he meant.
"It." Naren handed over a key with an acrylic hanger with a picture of two people wearing bone-white wedding clothes. His hand shook as he gave the key to Nara. Looking at the picture on the hanger is him.
Naren is retreating with his heart racing. Like I couldn't believe what he had just seen. He shook his head loudly as he muttered, "It shouldn't be unnecessary to lose, it's gone."
"Come in, brother." Nara's voice made Naren sober. With doubt Naren stepped his feet into the house which he thought was not foreign.
Nara put her daughter into the baby box carefully. "Please take care of him. I'll take the goods in front." Nara told Naren who was looking around the room.
"OK." reply Naren.
Nara leaves after leaving their daughter to Naren. Aided by Mr. Moga, all the goods have been removed from the car. Don't forget to thank the little family for their help and support during the whole week.
Before parting ways, Michel hugs Nara, who is considered to be her own sister. "We're happy to be able to help. Don't hesitate if you need help. We are always there for you."
{"We are glad to help. Don't worry if you need help. We're always there for you."}
Nara returned the hug of Michel's mistress. He didn't think Michel's mistress and family were very nice people. Not only help from support, but also in terms of material. He said, in return for often leaving Jordan.
{"Thank you very much. May your kindness be blessed."}
"See you again!!!" Yumna, who was standing next to Nara, waved her hand high in the air as Jordan's car began to drive away from her home.
Nara invites Yumna into the house. The door is closed tightly and locked. Yumna immediately went to the room without saying hello to Naren who was looking at the large picture frame displayed in the living room. Their wedding photos are super fancy. It was obvious from the clothes Nara and Naren were wearing at the time.
"Sister." call Nara carefully.
Naren turned, he's a sensitive guy. Just with himself, this woman in front of him called him 'sister'.
"Yes?"
His gaze changed softly. Naren who caught the meaning of Nara's gaze felt as if he wanted to hug the woman who stood two steps away from him. But, there's no way he's doing that. All he did now was wait for the woman to say.
"May you be comfortable living here."
Naren.
"certain. I'll try to be comfortable in this house."
"alright. I'll prepare a room for you." Nara hurriedly left in front of Naren.
From today, everything feels different for Nara. He has to get used to it until the time Naren hasn't decided. He must be ready whatever the end result is.
Now the bed that a week ago Nara slept with Naren will only be filled with one nara. Naren slept in another room. Not with his daughter, Yumna. The beautiful girl was still afraid. Choosing to be alone in the room.
Tears are dripping. The feeling of longing invaded instantly. Nara felt claustrophobic if she remembered her story all along. So many twists and turns. Even now he has to go through it again.
Now things are different. It's even harder. Returning someone's memory is not easy. It takes struggle and sacrifice.
The first thing she would do was get her husband used to it first.
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