True Said Mamah

Chapter 72

It's getting late. They finally left the restaurant tasteful archipelago. Because Zidan's car was still in the hospital, he asked Abhizar to drive him there.

"So, the girl you were referring to back then, Anan?" zidan asked on the way to the hospital.

"Yes. To be honest, I didn't get to know her at the time either. He refused. I knew it when Anan was in an accident. And at that time, I thought that you were dating him" Abhizar said.

"Why could that be?" ask Zidan, frowning.

"Because my eyes saw you so devastated by Anan's accident. It is as if the accident was due to your mistakes and negligence" Abhizar said.

"And do you know? Anan was the first girl to refuse me an acquaintance."

"That's because you're the frenzy of times" Zidan chirped, laughing.

In the midst of their conversation, Atika was ceaselessly staring at Abhizar. Although sitting in the back seat, did not dampen his spirit to look at the man who made him amazed since the beginning of the meeting.

"That's a guarded eye," said Rasmi, rubbing Atika's rough face.

"What the hell is it?" zidan asked, tilting his body and looking at the two girls sitting in the back seat.

"Tau nih's. Atika me... ."

Suddenly Atika smothered the official mouth so as not to connect her sentence.

"No, Brother. There's nothing. It doesn't matter either" said Atika, smiling clumsily.

"We have arrived. Comedown!" tell Zidan to Official and Atika.

"Well, isn't it Abhi's sister who's gonna take us home?" Atika hopes to be with Abhizar longer, even if not just alone.

"When will Abhi, by the way, take you home?" ask Zidan.

"Yes.times my brother Abhi wants to. Aye, right?" sahut Atikas.

"Here you go, I go first." Abhizar left the three of them in front of the hospital entrance.

"Huhh. kirain," murmured Atika.

"Cirain, what?" ask Rasmi.

"Eh! No Brother. It'sit's nothing. Hehe."

"When are you going to stand there? Hurry up, I'll drive you home" Zidan shouted, turning to Rasmi and Atika in the middle of his steps towards the parking lot.

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In another hemisphere.

"WHAT??? So you no longer receive reports from Raka?" Mr. Kendra is furious, Raka has betrayed him.

For several days now, the right hand of Mr. Kendra no longer received reports of Mr. Kemal's activities from Raka.

Raka who incidentally is the assistant of Mr. Kemal, is actually an accomplice of Mr. Kendra who deliberately put Kendra on the side of Mr. Kemal in order to monitor all the activities of Mr. Kemal.

That is why up to this moment Mr. Kemal has not managed to find his first wife. Because, by the order of Mr. Kendra, Raka never once sought the person who wanted to be found by Mr. Kemal.

However, the situation this time was different. Raka who had known the true story, no longer sided with lord Kendra. That's not all. Even all of Kendra's men who had been following Kemal were no longer willing to follow the orders of Mr. Kendra. In fact allied with Raka to help lord Kemal find his first wife.

"Yes, sir" said Kendra's right-hand man, Jojon.

"Bad!!!" With a single sweep, Mr. Kendra managed to make all the contents of his study table scattered on the floor.

Jojon shudders. After all these years, this was the first time he had ever seen the anger of his great master again. Although no longer young, but Mr. Kendra is still able to slam whatever objects are in front of him when he is angry.

"Enter someone to Indonesia. And drag Raka in front of me!"

"Good, Sir." Then Jojon moved from Mr. Kendra's study. Not to forget he told ART to clean up and rearrange their big master's table.

"How dare you Raka," enraged Mr. Kendra with teeth grinding.

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A month later.

Anan is no longer a patient at Sandra Hospital. However, his days were no different when before the accident. Until now, he remained overnight in the hospital because Mamah Yati was still being treated there. Moreover, lately Mamah Yati disease is getting worse.

As usual, Zidan, Abhizar, and Anan's friends came to visit. In fact, as if they had made a pact, sometimes they came together.

While Yani's mother occasionally stayed over, accompanying Mamah Yati to chat, reminiscing about their past.

Like today, Yani's mother who stayed overnight still accompanied Mamah Yati in her room.

Zidan who every morning came to bring her favorite food, once finished breakfast, today he took Anan for a walk to the city park.

Anan likes it best if it is in a large place without any bulkhead that blocks the breeze.

Not only that, the cheerful voice of children who play and chase in the park, became a separate entertainment for Anan who could not see it.

"So, while still living in the village, your name was Laras?" asked Zidan who was sitting next to Anan on the long bench at the edge of the park.

"Yes" Anan replied, smiling.

"Yes. Coincidentally this morning when you were in the bathroom, Aunt Yani was talking about you" Zidan said.

"Oh yeah, do you like the beach?"

"Like. But I can't swim" Anan replied.

"Who is swimming?!"

"Keep us to the beach if not swimming," annoyed Anan who felt colonized again by Zidan.

"Streetings" said Zidan, briefly.

"Better not to. I'm afraid of a lot of water" said Anan, who is phobic about deep water.

"You know, you don't like to swim. So, when you had a swim class at school, what were you doing?" ask Zidan, curious.

"Yes I'm in pain. Or else, I said again come the moon," Anan replied, laughing.

"Classical reason" Zidan sneered.

"Belvin. What matters is that I survived. No need to see that much water. Hiiii. horrified," exclaimed Anan, shrugging both of her shoulders.

As he was talking, Abhizar suddenly appeared in their midst.

"Hi" said.

"Where do you know I'm like Anan here?" ask Zidan, ignoring Abhizar's greeting.

"So I went to the hospital. Said aunt Yani, you took Anan to the city park. So I followed you here" Abhizar said.

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Zidan's cell phone vibrated at the sign of an incoming call. Zidan deliberately did not set the ringtone on his phone, because it would remind him when Anan bounced away due to being hit.

"I'll pick up the phone first." Zidan walked away.

"I'm sitting next to you huh, Nan," Abhizar said.

"Sit down."

"Nan, if I take you abroad for treatment, you will, no?" abhizar asked, hoping Anan would be ready.

"Thank you, Bhi. But sorry, I can't." Anan's answer certainly left Abhizar disappointed.

"It's okay, Nan. Don't you think about it."

"I'm sorry, Bhi. I have disappointed you very often. I really don't mean to disappoint you. Believe it."

Anan took a long breath.

"I just don't want to leave my mother. Moreover, I heard my mama's disease is getting worse."

"As I said earlier. You don't have to think about my words. You also don't have to think about my feelings. As long as you're happy, that's enough for me" Abhizar said, gently.

"O Allah, Abhi was a good young man. Although I have not known him for a long time, I am sure that he is truly sincere. But why God, my heart is hard to open and accept all the goodness and sincerity" Anan muttered in his heart.

At the same time, Zidan stood before Abhizar after disconnecting his phone.

"Myan? Anan?" call Zidan.

"Eh, yes, Dan?" Anan also realized from his daydream.

"You daydreaming, huh? It's so sorry my friend. Talk to the girl whose brain is busy traveling everywhere," Zidan sneered at Abhizar while chuckling.

"Nan, you're the same as Abhi. I have a sudden business" he said after being satisfied with his piety.

"alright. Be careful on the road" Anan said.

Adji leaves Anan and Abhizar in the garden.

After Zidan, they chatted loudly and occasionally interspersed with laughter. Abhizar was so happy to see Anan laughing. There is happiness in itself when he is able to make the idol of his heart smile and laugh cheerfully.

"I'm thirsty, Nan. I go get a drink first, right? What do you want to drink?" bargain Abhizar.

"Portrotice juice" said Anan.

Abhizar got up from his seat and swung his steps. However, just a few meters away he stepped, he turned around and walked closer to Anan.

"But, is it okay you I'm staying for a while?" ask Abhizar, worried.

"Geez, Abhi. I thought you were gone."

"I'm worried about you, Nan," said Abhizar who stood before Anan.

"You don't worry, I won't do anything. Go, get home and bring my drink!" anan waved his hand in the air.

Now only Anan is sitting on the bench of the park. Sometimes he closed his eyes, enjoying the wind that seemed to caress his face.

"God, thank You for all the gifts You have given me. In this city, I not only meet good people and even consider me family. But you also brought me together with my only family" he murmured.

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