
From Anisa's room, Aby didn't see the doctor right away as she told Jelita.
He sat in a chair at the back of the hospital.
The harsh fact that Anisa seriously wanted to part with him made her shaken.
"Why did you choose farewell, Nisa? You're not thinking about our son's future at all. Al's gonna get hurt the most." Aby squeezes her own hair.
For two days in the hospital, Ustadz Yahya always faithfully awaited Anisa.
Because they get used to meeting, eventually they get more familiar.
Anisa did not want to meet Aby at all, if Aby came she pretended to sleep and advised not to be disturbed.
Like that afternoon, though,
A nurse blocked Aby's way into Anisa's room.
Again Aby was disappointed because Anisa did not want to talk to him at all.
Aby opened her phone. He saw a message from Anisa.
(Mas I asked permission to go home to Abah. I hope you do not forbid me, Al also I brought along, but before I took my clothes first)
Aby breathed a heavy sigh.
"Why did my house become like this?
Why would my good intentions help Jelita bear such a bit of fruit? "
Aby feels the only way to get back at Anisa is to let go of Jelita, but it seems very difficult to happen. The desperate Jelita did not accept their separation.
Aby looked at the grass land in front of her.
Empty look.
He tries to reply to Anisa's message.
(You can go back there whenever you want. Mas will not prohibit, except divorce, we will never divorce until anytime!)
How many seconds of waiting, there was no reply from Anisa. Aby chose to quickly go home. Silence in the hospital was no use because Anisa kept her distance.
***
At her home, Jelita is sultry because Aby rarely wants to talk. He felt his presence was not considered after Anisa did not exist.
His eyes widened when he saw the taxi stop in front of their house.
"Well, Sister Anisa has come home, this house will definitely be crowded again" he said.
Jelita grew shocked when she knew that bringing Anisa home was Yahya ustadz.
"There's definitely going to be a good show, huh. I can't miss it."
Jelita was getting ready with her cellphone camera to capture the moment. But he was disappointed, there was no tension let alone a fight.
Aby just stared at Anisa who packed all her stuff.
With hesitation he asked.
"Where else are you going, Ma'am? Not satisfied with the sensation? Not satisfied also make Mas Aby turned like a living statue in this house?"
Anisa keeps packing.
"It turns out Anisa's a talented person in acting, huh?"
"Jawab dong, Ma'am! Ow, I know, Miss Anisa would want to go with that guy, right?
Have a little self-esteem, Ma'am. In front of Mas Mas Aby's eyes you cheated on him. Do disgrace really proud!" nyinyir Jelita's.
Plaque...! A slap landed hard on Jelita's cheek.
The woman grimaced holding her hot cheek.
"Mas?: what are you doing?" jelita's eyes stared at Aby.
"Once again you speak ill-gotten of him, the second slap you'll get!" kecam Aby's.
Jelita ran while crying.
Anisa looked at Aby's face.
"What Mas Aby did won't change my decision."
"I won't force you anymore either, whatever you do, go ahead. The only thing Mas Aby can't do is divorce."
"And you know, Nisa.. All the injustice that has happened to you so far, I know all. I deliberately did not defend you in front of Jelita, because my heart was burned by the fire of jealousy.
Now that I'm sorry, it turns out that there's no point in making you jealous as well and coming back to me. But instead, it all makes you hate me more, we're getting farther away."
Aby spoke calmly, not exploding as usual.
"All this has happened, let us part for a while. I do not promise that we will return to the way we were, but if God wills, what shall I refuse."
Anisa drags her suitcase containing her clothes and Al's equipment.
Aby continues to follow Anisa's footsteps with a glare, until the taxi that took them disappears at the turn.
After Anisa's departure from that place, make Jelita more free. Disappointed and angry at Aby's treatment. He's starting to like going out at night, so is Miss Sari.
Aby is rarely home. He spends time at Imran's or his other friend's place.
This made Jelita forget herself even more. The money from Aby he spent on poya-poya.
While Anisa, accompanied by Yahya ustadz he underwent herbal treatment.
But his condition did not improve.
Yahya persuaded him to go for surgery.
"This is an effort, after which we can resign."
Yahya. What Anisa said was true, where would she get that much money?
"But if you are willing, there must be a way" Yahya said convincingly.
Anisa was trying to carve a smile on her dry lips.
"Thank you, yes brother" he said suddenly.
Yahya.
Anisa nodded.
"Sister?"
"Yes, from now on, I'll call you brother. More familiar. Aye, right?"
Yahya smile. What is a call compared to Anisa's health.
"Not bad." she replied while smiling."I'd like to see Al first,."
When she got up, Anisa held her head and staggered almost to fall.
So panicked Yahya to scream and catch Anisa's body.
Anisa laughed stifledly.
"Quiet, brother.. I won't be called that fast. Because there are still people who love me"
"You almost made my heart jump from its place." Yahya replied in reply to Anisa's joke.
Anisa passed by to see her son.
"Mother, Al met my father at school."
"Oh, huh? How's dad doing?" undeniably, Anisa really misses the figure of Aby beside her.
"Dad's crying.. He said he missed Al too. Same Mother.'" answered Al innocently.
He looks sad because of the condition of his parents who live far apart.
"Dad said anything else?"
"Sometimes I want to take al-Nginap home. I want to hug Al."
Anisa's heart was filled.
"Mas Aby must have been very tormented because she had to part with her son." he murmured.
While Anisa struggles with her illness. Aby is confused by the behavior of Jelita who has the support of her mother.
until one day Aby was surprised when he was approached by bank officers who were about to confiscate their house.
After being explained, Aby only found out that Jelita had pawned her home letter.
Angrily he approached Jelita in her room.
"What does it mean there's a bank officer up front?"
"What the hell, Mas? I'm still sleepy" he replied indifferently.
Aby dragged Jelita's hand.
"Explain now!"
Jelita can't explain anything. The warrant has answered what happened.
Aby is so angry.
"I was wrong to lift you out of the mud, I was wrong to throw Anisa out for a woman like you. "
Jelita couldn't digest anything because she was still half drunk.
Aby left the house with some of her clothes.
But at the door, his steps stopped. He saw Zahra sitting in the corner.
The three-year-old was visibly frightened by Aby's voice scolding her mother.
"Dad ..!" her little voice resuscitated Aby.
Zahra was innocent, he did not deserve the turmoil that was going on between them.
"Zahra wants to come with me?" the boy nodded and hugged Aby's knee.
Eventually Aby left the house with Zahra.
At Anisa's place, Al cried loudly when suddenly Anisa fell unconscious. His face was pale and his lips turned blue.
Yahya took her to a nearby hospital
this time Anisa really couldn't hold on. He remained silent even though Al's cry and Yahya's call did not stop in his ear.
"Come on, Nisa, I hope this time you're working on your sister. Open your eyes!"
Anisa entered the ICU.
Some of the doctors who handled it whispered whispered with Dr. Ratna. Yahya's heart rippled in horror. What happened to Anisa?
Be aware of the atmosphere other than usual. Yahya called Aby. He told me briefly about Anisa's disease.
Like a madman, Aby drove her car through the crowds of the road.
All he had in mind were endless regrets and regrets.
He sat in front of the ICU.
Her tears could no longer come out. Only his gaze revealed how sorry he was for wasting the poor woman.
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