WHEN THE HEART MUST SHARE

chapter 23

Anisa feels her condition is getting weaker, especially since she does not routinely take the drug because of her increasingly financial crisis .

D the other hand, Aby's attitude towards him also started to change indifferently.

Very turned around with his attitude towards Jelita who was starting to be friendly. Whether on purpose or indeed Aby's feelings have changed. That fact made Anisa even sadder, but she tried to calm herself down.

"Wouldn't this be better? I'm gonna try to make him hate me. That way I'll be more calm leaving her." Anisa's inner self comforted.

Like that morning, Aby yelled out to Jelita.

"Jelita..! Please prepare my work equipment."

Jelita was shocked and happy. Previously it was Anisa's special duty. But it was so astounding this morning that Aby asked him.

Anisa who was choosing a shirt for Aby, immediately stopped her work.

"Nisa, you just take a break, let Jelita do it for me!" aby said while taking off the shirt in Anisa's hand. Aby's words were gentle, but like a dagger slicing through Anisa's heart.

'Really, Mbak. You just rest. Leave Mas Aby's care to me. Ma'am it's time to retire." whispered Jelita in Anisa's ear. Of course Aby didn't hear it.

Anisa received it with a chest.

She went to the kitchen to try to make coffee for her husband, as she always does every morning.

But when Anisa let her guard down, Bu Sari accidentally put salt in the coffee he prepared.

As a result, Aby felt annoyed even though she did not scold him. Aby thinks that Anisa did it on purpose to upset her. His rebuke was gentle, but it was very painful for Anisa.

"Nis, if you don't want to serve me sincerely, don't do it. Let Jelita do it." said Aby, looking at him seriously.

Anisa's heart was throbbing pain, now Aby has always relied on Jelita.

"What does it mean Mas Aby said like that!"

Anisa tries to drink the coffee she made for Aby.

When Anisa tried her homemade coffee, she spontaneously vomited it again.

" salty... It's just fitting that Mas Aby was upset."" he told himself.

"Feelings, salt and sugar are still in place, Ma'am" Jelita said as if mocking him.

Anisa did not respond to him anymore.

Unconcerned he felt surprised also why suddenly. The coffee tasted salty.

 A really bad morning for Aby, she was forced to go to the office with an upset heart

Annoyed because he thought Anisa had changed a lot.

Anisa breathed a heavy sigh.

He immediately rushed to take a shower when Aby had left for the office

But he nodded as he combed his hair.

There was a lot of hair on his comb.

"this disease is growing because my treatment is hampered. Where should I borrow money, then,? To Abah? No way, to Mas Aby moreover, he must have suspected me of what the money was."

 Anisa sat up. He was confused by the cost of treatment is not small. The change in Aby's attitude made her shed her tears again.

But what he can do, that's what he wants now. He wants to make Aby hate and let go. He did not want to make the man sad after his departure.

"Isn't Mas Aby's base of anger Yahya's ustadz? I will take advantage of this situation." he said bitterly.

"Mother, let's go..!" al's voice shocked him.

Anisa wiped her tears so that Al would not see her.

"Mother crying? Wh why? Are you the same bad father as mom?" al's successive questions made Anisa again wipe away her tears.

"no, Son. Don't ever think your father's bad. He's the best father and husband you know." Al nodded in understanding.

 Which made Anisa breathe a sigh of relief. However Aby's attitude towards her, his concern for Al never changes.

While at school, suddenly Anisa's body shivered violently.The teachers took her to a room to rest.

Anisa refused loudly when she wanted to be taken to the doctor.

He refused when the school contacted his family.

Whatever happens, Anisa doesn't want anyone to know about her illness. Including Aby.

The only person who can be asked for help is Ustadz Yahya.

Ustadz Yahya is the only person who knows his secret.

"What's going on?" Yahya came with a crush.

"Ustadz, I'm sorry, because it's been troubling you. I'm asking you to find this medicine" Anisa said in a weak voice.

Yahya received the recipe from Anisa's hands with trembling hands.

He looked at Anisa with pity.

'I'll tell Aby!" he said hurry to leave.

"Ustad..." Anisa shakes.

"I can't see you like this! Your husband and brother deserve to know!" this time Yahya's voice sounded resolute.

Yahya sat back, unable to resist when Anisa asked him to swear.

Yahya was helpless when Anisa asked him to swear. He rushed to find the medicine Anisa ordered.

after taking the medicine, he felt a little better.

"You need to get serious treatment..These drugs only take your pain away for a while."

"Don't worry about me, ustadz.. Just one of my requests, please keep my situation a secret."

Yahya could do nothing with the firmness of Anisa.

"Sorry, again ustadz, would you like ustadz to help me?"

Yahya nodded. He was willing to do anything for the woman who once filled his heart, and until now the vibration was still felt.

"Be in front of Mas Aby as if we have a special relationship."

Yahya was dumbfounded. he looked at Anisa in disbelief.

"Right, I want him to hate me. I want to leave it without a burden."

"Can, right?"

Yahya nodded with a forced.

That day, Anisa deliberately went home to ask among Ustadz Yahya.

Jelita and Bu Sari were astonished and peeked out from behind the door.

Anisa didn't care when the mother and son were huddled peeping at her from behind the door.

"Thank you, ustadz. You've helped me a lot."

Yahya smiled sweetly.

"Whatever you ask, I'll try to do it. That's my promise."

Until Ustadz Yahya resigned, Bu Sari and Jelita had not left behind the door.

Anisa came in and acted as usual.

"What are you doing?"

"Eeh we are looking for something." replied Ms. Sari nervously.

"Yes, Mother. Mother's ring fell here." - timpal Jelita.

"Owh, yeah, you guys keep looking for him. I'm going to go to the room."

Anisa walked away.

Just like Anisa thought. Jelita complained to Aby.

With a face full of anger Aby approached him.

"What do you mean, Nis? The more I silence your behavior the more."

"Calm down, Mom. We can talk good, right?" Anisa tried to calm her heart.

"You're coming home to Ustadz Yahya, right?"

"Yes, right." His short answer further infuriated Aby.

"I don't recognize you any more, where is the Anisa I know? Anisa who is wise and full of kindness."

"In this world, everything can change. No exception to me. You started this change anyway." Anisa was getting more and more brave to answer every sentence of her husband.

Jelita who listened to the debate was also stunned by the courage of Anisa.

"Is that really Anisa? How dare he deny every word Mas Aby."

"Nisa, I'm sorry that if you've made your heart hurt, let's make each other better.

We start all over again." asked Aby in a soft voice.

Anisa turned her face away.

"I want to, Mom. It's for the good of all of us." Anisa replied.

"Only one is it, please. Stay away from ustadz Yahya, can you, right?" aby's voice was persuading.

"I can't he's my best friend, my dear disciple Abah. What's wrong with me being friends with him? Just a friend."

"But what you're doing isn't just a friend, Anisa...!"

"But the truth is there's nothing between us, ma'am. I want to obey Mas Aby's request, but for that one, I can't !" anisa replied firmly.

Aby's jaw hardened on hearing that answer.

Angrily he left Anisa's room while slamming the door.

After Aby left her room, she,

Anisa was crying.

"Do you think this is easy for me, Mom? It hurts!"