THE WAITING OF SHOLEHAH'S WIFE

THE WAITING OF SHOLEHAH'S WIFE
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"Didn't you remember your own name?" Ask Keyla kindly. There was guilt lodged in Keyla's mind. Because Adiba had an accident. But isn't that not his fault? Gibran himself started it.


Adiba.


"I don't know my name I don't know who you are either"


Keyla sighed.


"Include me, my name is Keyla" Keyla said, raising her hand.


Adiba smiles accepting Keyla's handshake.


"Keyla... You were the master's wife?" Ask Adiba.


Keyla had trouble answering. The woman seemed to squeeze her branded backpack, finally Adiba decided.


"It's okay, it doesn't have to be answered if you don't want to answer" Adiba said gently accompanied by a smile. It melts a very awkward atmosphere.


Keyla looked awkwardly at Adiba. Keyla's phone ringtone dispelled the awkwardness between them. Shortly after, Keyla resigned after receiving a call from someone.


In the middle of a lonely night, Gibran never returned. It gives Adiba power if Gibran doesn't want it anymore.


Adiba took off all the tools attached to his body, he took advantage of the quiet conditions and guards who were asleep. Adiba got up and walked slowly out.


Adiba's heart trembled as it passed through the big body bodyguards like passing through the path of sirotol mustakim.


"I have to go" He's determined.


Gibran's absence proves that Gibran's love for him is nothing more than his love for Keyla, his friend.


With a limp step Adiba walked as far as possible from there, from the bitter reality and from her husband who loved others.


Bugh.


"Aw" Adiba rubbed his nose.


"Little girl?" The man said spontaneously. Patrien a beautiful smile on his handsome face.


"Zeein?" Lirih Adiba's.


Why does this nice guy always run afoul of me


"Well, what did I say. We are a soul mate, the proof is that I always meet you accidentally" Zein said with her pe de.


Adiba ignored Zein's words, his eyes pointing towards the room earlier. Afraid that the bodyguard would wake up and chase after him.


"Hey what's wrong with you?" Zein asked who saw Adiba look scared


Adiba looked at Zein. Should he ask this man for help? If Adiba asks Aisyah for help, Secretary Vino will definitely find out.


"Please help me, take me away from here"


"Go? from here?"


Adiba nodded, his heart was troubled between yes or no to his decision.


I don't know what kind of problem this beautiful girl is going through, it's not the right time to talk about it. Finally Zein agreed and took Adiba away from there.


"All right"


Zein takes Adiba through a secret door that is used by hospital officials if in an emergency, takes him into a car and leaves from there.


The car drove at high speed at Adiba's request. Occasionally Zein stole a glance at the woman sitting beside him. His eyes were soft, like many dependents on his shoulders.


Zein's actions made Adiba a little uncomfortable.


"Thank you"


"For what?" Zein replied without looking, his eyes now focused forward. He did it so that Adiba felt comfortable and willing to talk


"Thank you for helping me"


"Happyly" he answered softly.


Zein's heart is always racing when he sees Adiba's sweet smile. His body was cold hot when he came into contact with the much loved girl


"May I ask you something?"


"What?" Sambar Zein excited. Whatever I will give.


"Please don't tell Mr. Gibran about where I am"


"Why indeed? you ran away from your annoying master huh" Zein replied with a chuckle, he remembered when he wanted to take Adiba but was not allowed by Gibran. But now, we met accidentally.


A soul mate is not going anywhere. He muttered with a smile.


In contrast to Adiba, Zein reminded Adiba of Gibran's saying as a maid.


Zein who saw Adiba's facial changes fell silent.


"It's okay" said Adiba.


Zein better know everything.


"Zeezin"


"Hmm?"


"Actually...."Adiba's voice choked. Adiba saw Zein who was looking fixedly waiting for a speech.


"What actually?" Zein's getting curious


"I'm not actually Mr. Gibran's maid. But I'm his wife." Adiba said immediately looking down embarrassed.


"WHAT?!!!" Zein stepped on the strong brake forcefully.


Zein approached to grab Adiba's face.


"Little girl! that's not funny"


Adiba does not know what to answer, he just bowed. Not daring to look at the face of his friend who is now shocked and confused.


"Tell me the truth, what's your problem" Zein said softly, Adiba is not strong enough to hold his weight anymore. Adiba did not answer Zein's remarks. Her tears trickled down giving an answer to Zein, how bitter the life she lived was.


Zein immediately hugged the girl, providing comfort for her. He did not end up thinking with Adiba and Gibran. If Adiba is his wife? why did Gibran recognize her as a maid? Zein clenched her hands, Adiba's cry added to Zein's increased emotions.


"Not to be told, you calm down first. I'll take you away from that jerk" Zein said as he gently rubbed his head.


Adiba nodded while crying, he was very tired of all this. Adiba had just obtained the love of her husband and now that love had instantly disappeared just because of another woman.


almost 5 minutes Adiba cried in his arms, Zein let go when his sobs were not heard.


"That's why you're honey?" Lirih Zein found Adiba sleeping in his arms.


Zein positioned Adiba to sleep soundly in his car. Steal his eyes and kiss his forehead briefly. How guilty Zein was, he did not know the burden that had been borne by his beloved woman.


...---...


A frustrated Gibran would all prefer to go home to the apartment. Calm down there accompanied by Secretary Vino.


"Sir, you've had a lot to drink"


Secretary Vino picked up a bottle of drink that was in his master's hands.


"Don't interfere!!" Gibran yelled at him while brushing off Vino's hand which was not affected due to his blurred vision.


Secretary Vino sighed. Let Gibran drink until tired until finally asleep. Vino takes Gibran to the room, opens his shoes and covers him.


"I think something's wrong" murmured Vino while closing the door.


***


The next day, by noon Gibran just woke up because of dizziness on his head that attacked. He moved with a limp step into the bathroom.


1 Hour of soaking makes himself more fresh and decides to end his activities.


Gibran walked into the locker room, there were Adiba's men and he was there. Adiba who accidentally took off the towel because of his arrival made Gibran laugh remembering it.


"Adiiba!" Gibran just remembered the wife he left in the hospital.


With Gibran's quick pace of changing clothes, a piece of white paper caught his eye. What paper is that? As he remembered he never kept any paper in his room.Gibran grabbed the paper and read it.


His tears immediately dripped staring at the piece of paper in his hand. The name is clearly on there, miss. Siti Humaira Adiba Ahmad, the age of the womb and the picture of a new baby as big as a seed pod.


Gibran rubbed the ink with haru.


His lips gave thanks.


"My son" Heeled.


Gibran immediately put away his tears and ran towards the loby apartment. He wants to express his happiness now. So this is what Adiba wanted to say at that time?


Really, stupid me!! If only I'd given it a minute, even if it was only two minutes. I will definitely be the happiest man now. Without problems Adiba accidents and memory loss.


I have to fight, for my son and for my wife.


I had to fight to make Adiba remember me.


I also had to fight to make Adiba remember if she was pregnant with my son. He muttered with the spirit of four five.


But, the kid in Keyla's birth? Further


I'll take care of it later. The monologue itself during the trip while holding the paper.


Gibran was endlessly smiling with laughter at the thought of his son's handsome and beautiful and funny face. He can't wait to get to the hospital and kiss his wife.