True Said Mamah

Chapter 78

Zidan and Bu Jum are now in the cafeteria. At first, Zidan wanted to take Ms. Jum to the restaurant, but Ms. Jum refused on the grounds that she did not want to leave the hospital.

"So, Mum Jum saw it too?" ask Zidan, after hearing a little story, ma'am Jum.

"Yes, Sir. Even Jum had heard the person calling someone while walking in a hurry," said Bu Jum.

"Do you know, or do you hear the person's conversation?" ask Zidan, seriously.

Bu Jum seemed to think.

"M.m.not very clear either, sir. But, Jum had heard him mention 'Big Master'," said Bu Jum.

Frowning, Zidan guessed.

"Which big master, huh? What is opa? As far as I know, the relationship between opa and papah is not very good. Ah... I'll try to ask papah, "the monologue.

A week passed. Anan's health is recovering. He is no longer listed as a patient.

During her post-surgery treatment, Mamah Yati often questioned her daughter's whereabouts. Both Zidan, doctor Sandra, and aunt Yani, try as much as possible to provide a pleasant answer, which can be accepted by Yati.

However, even so, in the heart of my mother Yati always felt dissatisfied. Mamah Yati felt that something was hidden from her. But, he remained patient waiting whenever his daughter came. The most important thing for him is that wherever Anan is, Anan is always fine

"How's mama doing?" asked Anan to Zidan, in his nursery while tidying up his clothes, though with a palpable.

"Alhamdulillah, your health is recovering. In a moment, you don't have to wash your blood. Mamah just needs to keep your kidney safe with her," explained Zidan then grabbed the bag in front of Anan and put Anan's clothes in it.

When he was about to close the bag, he accidentally saw Anan embroidery on the old gray shal he bought at Anan's request three days ago. He wanted to ask about the pink embroidery, but he paled. He does not want to interfere too much with Anan's privacy.

"What about you?" tanyakanya.

"Thank God, I'm fine" Anan replied, smiling.

"Oh yes, my mother must have been looking for me a lot. Indeed, what did you guys tell him in response?"

Zidan shifted Anan's bag of clothes, then sat down beside him.

"We agree that Abhizar accompanied you on an excursion to calm your mind."

"What kind of reason is that?" asked Anan, frowning.

"Yes, the important thing is to be happy, not thinking anymore" said Zidan.

"For a week?" ask Anan, again.

"No, just five days. Your father left after his operation" replied Zidan.

"Is it ready?" abhizar asked who appeared in the doorway.

"Already" said Zidan.

Zidan then held a handkerchief in Anan's hand. And lead him to the nursery of Mamah Yati. While Abhizar walks behind them carrying Anan's bag of clothes.

Zidan pushed open the door and all those who were waiting for Anan came.

Those who were in the care room of Mamah Yati had made an appointment earlier. And agreed to act as if Anan had really been on a sightseeing trip with Abhizar.

"You're home yet?!" exclaims doctor Sandra, approach Anan.

"Yes, Mah," said Anan who walked with doctor Sandra to the bed of Mamah Yati.

"How was your picnic, son? What's fun?" mamah Yati asked, smiling and stroking the back of Anan's hand.

"Me-fun, Mah," replied Anan, stuttering. He honestly did not have the heart to lie to his mother.

"Are you okay, son?" ask Mamah Yati, worried. For seeing the nervousness on the look on his daughter's face.

"Anan's good, Mah."

Anan who was about to sit on the chair accidentally hit the back of the chair. As a result, Anan felt pain in the area of the abdomen that had been dissected.

"Auch...!"

"Anan!"

"Anan!"

"Anan!"

Zidan, Abhizar, and doctor Sandra, shrieked anxiously. While Yani's mother and aunt Ranti looked at Anan, panicking.

Zidan and Abhizar immediately approached Anan and took her to the sofa. Everyone seems worried. This made mama Yati astonished.

"What are they hiding from me?" mumbling impales.

"Are you okay?" zidan asked, anxious, crouching before Anan.

"Is it still sick?" tanya aunty Yani while touching the belly of Anan.

"What do you mean, Yani?" mamah Yati asked, frowning.

Everyone turned towards Mamah Yati with worried and panicked face.

"Didn't Anan just hit the chair? That must have hurt. Isn't that right, Miss Yani?"

Doctor Sandra hurriedly melted the atmosphere.

"Surely, Doctor," said Yani's mother, looked at Dr. Sandra and then turned to Mamah Yati.

Mamah Yati nodded slowly twice.

"How, Son? Does it still hurt?" tanyanya, make sure.

"It's okay, Mah. Just nudged a little, didn't hurt. Mamah don't worry" said Anan, smiling.

However, Anan's answer did not necessarily make Mamah Yati calm. Curiosity and anxiety still lurked. He knew exactly what his daughter was like. However, he tried to believe the words of the girl he loved.

On the other hand, at the same time.

The Halim Perdanakusuma International Airport.

A casual-looking man with black eyes walked along with his assistant who was both pushing a suitcase.

Is that Arya?

Yup!

Arya returned after weeks of living in Germany taking care of a Wima Group subsidiary there.

And apparently he's not alone. Once knowing the news of Dimas' resignation, firmly Mr. Wijaya refused. And the resignation letter put forward by Dimas, he ripped off. And ordered Dimas soon after Arya.

Dimas was completely helpless before lord Wijaya. Out of respect and indebtedness, inevitably, and dislike, he still had to go to Germany and meet Arya. Although he was actually reluctant to meet the person who had disappointed him.

*Flashback.

In an apartment, someone rang a bell. Lazily, the occupant of the apartment got up from his seat and walked closer to the door.

"Why did you come here?" arya asked after finding out who came to visit her with bead squeaking.

Dimas who was still disappointed with his best friend, barged in without the slightest intention to answer.

"Hey! I'm asking you. What did you come here for?" insist Arya, standing in the doorway of the guest room.

She again did not respond to Arya. He was just busy unpacking his suitcase and taking out the contents.

"Then, how do I know if Anan is here?"

Dimas who had been busy, immediately stopped his activities and turned to Arya with a sharp gaze.

Dimas stood up, then eroded the distance with Arya.

"Well remember you're the same as him?" ask her with a sneering smile. Arya was silent, unable to refute.

"Have you realized something?" asked Dimas, just before continuing his activities.

Arya who was asked was still in her place. He himself was confused by his current feelings.

Before long, Arya leaves the busy Dimas alone.

"What's the matter with you, Arya?" muttered Dimas, glancing at Arya.

Two weeks passed. Arya helped Dimas run their routine in the company as usual. Dimas who every day with Arya, gradually forgot his disappointment to his best friend. However, there is something unusual about Arya's attitude.

Arya was sometimes pensive, thinking of something. He saw too much weight on his face. In fact, even Arya's sleep was never sound. At night, Arya always wakes up because of nightmares and sometimes wants to. As someone close to him, this made Dimas worried.

Like tonight. Arya wakes up from the same dream. Dimas who heard Arya calling out the name 'Anan', immediately entered Arya's bedroom, and woke her up.

"Night you have another nightmare?" the question is to offer a glass of water that is always available on the nightstand.

Arya nodded softly with sweat wetting her eel. Dimas only let out a long sigh, responding.

"Dimas. I wanted to apologize to him. I'm really tormented. Honestly, I miss him."

Arya's words immediately made Dimas flabbergasted. He did not expect, his friend would say that. He who had been sitting on the side of the bed, got up, and then ruffled his waist back to Arya while sighing heavily and staring at the ceiling of the room.

Without turning around, "Are you sure? I don't want you to hurt her anymore" she asked.

"Even though I'm not sure how I feel about her, but I'm sure I want to apologize to her" Arya said.

"But, is Anan willing to forgive you?" ask Dimas, turn around.

"I don't know. But I'll keep trying to get sorry from him. Whatever the way," Arya asserted.

"Just up to you. I support you."

Dimas walked towards the sofa. Then dropped his body weight on the sofa.

"Sleep, I'll be here until dawn" he said.

"Hey, I'm not a kid. You just go back to your room" Arya refused.

"All right." Dimas got up and stepped closer to the door.

"Then don't wake me up with that crumbly voice of yours" he said, then closed the door.

"Damn!" Arya throws a bolster at Dimas, but only hits the door leaf that Dimas has closed.

"Will Anan still see you, Arya?" lirih Dimas who was still standing in front of the door of Arya's room.

Days pass. Every night, Arya always dreamed of the same thing. It made her feel guilty and sorry.

It feels like he immediately flew back to Indonesia, so that he can meet with Anan and apologize. However, because the task is not yet widespread, he must be patient and try to finish as soon as possible.

*Flashback off.

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