
"Are you really engaged to someone else?" adji asked, hoping that what he heard last night wasn't true.
"Who did you hear from, if I was engaged?" rara asked.
"The other night I called, who picked up the guy. She said she was your husband. And because of his words as well until my determination was unanimous to leave," explained Adji.
Rara frowned more and more, thinking.
"It must have been one of them. You brash cousin!" Rara.
He believes one of his twin cousins has bullied Adji. Rara soon smiled amusedly. Makes Adji look at her annoyed.
"It seems you are very happy to be pursued by many men," Adji said.
"Mahaha... ."Rara looked up at Adji's face.
"You jealous?" ask Rara.
Instantly Rara's laughter stopped getting a sharp look from Adji.
"Am I still the happiest man in the world right now?" tanya Adji demands Rara's answer to the previous question.
Rara let out a light breath.
"You remember my cousin the twins you saw in my house, don't you?" Adji nodded at Rara's question.
"I think one of them has managed to prank you." Rara holds the back of Adji's hand.
"Don't take heart. They like to be nosy. But they're actually good. They just want to protect me. You're not angry, are you?" rara then asked.
"No. It's just that, if the word mang Karsa does not immediately convey a message from aunt and mas Idham, if you look for me, I would have already left. Then, is it still possible that we're here today?"
Rara looked at Adji, gently. He also confirmed the words of Adji just now.
"Yes, on behalf of my cousin, I represent him apologizing to you. You want to apologize to him?"
Adji smiled and placed his hand on the hand of Rara who had been holding it since.
"I'm not angry at all, let alone grudge against others. I must have forgiven your cousin" Adji said, making Rara smile happily.
"What matters now, no matter what happens in a relationship there must be trust and responsibility. There can be no lies let alone infidelity," Adji added.
"alright. Since you're committed, I should too" said Rara who felt funny with Adji's facial expression.
Adji then restarts his vehicle to Rara's house.
***
At Sandra Hospital, Anan sat on the couch enjoying a brownie and a glass of water.
"Nan," called Mamah Yati who was sitting on the bed with a needle embroidered on her right hand.
Embroidery is another drug that can repel the saturation of the mother Yati during her time in the hospital.
Anan shifted his gaze from the tv to his mama.
"Yes, Mah" Anan said.
Mamah Yati kept the embroidery equipment on a special box.
"Come, Honey. Sitting near Mamah," asked mamah as she patted the edge of the bed for Anan to sit on.
Anan got up from his seat and walked closer to his mother.
"What's Mah?" he asked, after sitting on the edge of the bed, facing his mother.
"There's nothing, honey. Mamah only misses this beautiful son of Mamah," said Mamah Yati who pressed Anan's chin with her thumb and index finger.
"Anan also misses Mamah" Anan then grabbed his mama's hand which held his chin.
"Makanya, Mamah should always be the spirit yes, treat him. Let Mamah always be able to accompany Anan. God willing, the two of us will always be together."
Anan clutched his mother's body that was thinner than before being admitted to the hospital.
Actually, there was a feeling of anxiety that struck the heart of Mamah Yati. Lately, he has been having nightmares about his beloved daughter. He was restless and troubled. He doesn't know who to tell. He also did not want to tell Anan his anxiety, because he did not want to make his daughter think about it.
"Nan. Which means, sooner or later, there will come a time when they will part with that life, as well as everything related in it. Whether it has to do with nature, with man, even with man himself."
Mamah Yati loosened her arms and held onto both of Anan's shoulders.
"In this world, humans are not just one, but there are many. Therefore, we must always be good at putting ourselves. So that we are not wrong in stepping, which can bring regret in the end."
Anan looked at the two manics.
"What do you mean by saying something like this?" Anan was confused by the words he said.
Smiling, mamah Yati explained.
"You must be confused right, because you think Mamah's sentence is a bit disconnected."
"Honey, Mamah is old, do not rule out the possibility of the age of Mamah is also soon."
Anan's bead started to dew.
"No, not Mah" Anan said, shaking his head. Not accepting with his mother's words.
"God willing, Mama lived a long life. Anan always prayed like that. Also pray for the healing of Mama. Anan asked, Mamah don't say that again. Yes, Mah?"
Mamah Yati wiped the clear water that soaked Anan's cheeks.
"Honey, listen to what Mom said first."
Mamah Yati tidied up the haircut that fell onto Anan's tyrannical face.
"If Mamah can no longer accompany you, Mamah hopes that you can be with someone who can protect and protect you. For that, you must be wise in choosing a partner. It's not for anyone else, but for yourself and your future."
Anan again shook his head with tears that adorned his smooth face.
Mamah Yati grasped the hand of the princess only wayangnya.
"Honey, did Mamah have said that the flow of human life is different. In fact, even reincarnated lives are not all the same as the life lived before."
Again Mamah Yati wiped the tears that dripped from the beautiful eyes of Anan.
"You understand, don't you, honey?"
Anan nodded too.
"Mamah's married life is far from 'good'. But that does not mean this will also apply to the marriage you will take. However, life still has to be lived. Whoever you are with, he is your soul mate. The soul mate that God chooses to accompany you, guard you, and protect you."
Mamah Yati let out a long breath.
"So, choose someone you think is good. Which can lead you to his Ridho. Mom can't be with you forever, baby. Remember, your choices will determine your next life."
Mamah Yati's smile grew even more.
"What's your relationship with Arya?" tanyanya, gently.
Anan who got a question from his mama, the club. Confused what to answer.
"Is there a problem, honey?" mamah Yati asked, raising both of her eyebrows looking at the expression Anan showed.
"Anan doesn't really know either, Mah. Anan was confused what to do with Mr. Arya," said Anan shifted his eyes indeterminate direction, then looked back at his mother who had remained faithful to look at him since.
"Honestly, Anan still loves Mr. Arya, although not as much as before," said Anan, a little embarrassed even though only in front of his mother.
Mamah Yati understood the shame she had taken from her daughter.
"Follow your heart, dear. The heart is the holiest part of our body. The good and bad of a person's heart is really because of reason. If our minds are good, then the sanctity of our hearts will always be awake. And regarding the soul mate, our soul mate is a reflection of ourselves. If we are good, then we will get a good soul mate. And vice versa."
Anan smiled and said his mother's words.
Suddenly the door was knocked from outside. Anan and Mamah Yati turned towards the door at the same time, then looked back at each other.
"Let Anan open the door first."
Anan got up from the front of his mother and opened the door.
And how surprised Anan was when he saw the person standing behind the door.
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