
"Anisa, Aby's conscious, she's looking for you!" Imran comes to approach Anisa.
"Mas, are you conscious..?" Anisa approached.
Aby's hand reached towards Anisa,
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. What befell ustadz Yahya is my fault" he said.
"Quiet, Mas. It's all happening."
Anisa glanced at Yahya who was still fast asleep.
"All is beyond our control, all is destiny."
"I want to apologize to ustadz Yahya..."
"He's still sleeping, Mas. When you wake up, you can talk."
"Why didn't you tell me your memory was back?"
"i don't want to burden you, I was wrong. That's why I'm going to end it all.
Anisa looked at the helpless Aby with a face that could not be moved.
"You've sold your kidney next door for my treatment, I'll take care of you!"
Anisa wiped the water that came out of Aby's eyes. Even though her own tears can't be contained.
"Don't, Anisa.. ! Your duty now is to devote to Yahya. I'm not who you are anymore." Aby's gaze was so hollow.
"We are no longer husband and wife. But you are the father of my son, our son." replied Anisa.
The real Yahya had already woken up and heard the conversation, he was holding tightness in his chest. He deliberately pretended to be asleep.
"I have to make a decision. I will no longer be a hindrance to them." he said in his heart.
After a long period of crying with Aby, Anisa asked for permission to come out.
It was used by Yahya to talk.
"Sir Aby. "call her slowly.
Aby could only glance at him a little, because his neck was wearing a gift.
"Ustadz, are you awake? Anisa told me everything. I am so sorry and so sorry for everything that happened... You're gonna have to lose your leg for helping me."
"There's no point in regretting, sir. What has happened cannot go back to how it was. The situation of the three of us is indeed complicated." said Yahya.
"You can't worry, ustadz.. I'm going to get out of your lives. You'll live quietly."
Yahya.
"No, Mr. Aby, you've sacrificed too much, it's my turn."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm going to divorce Anisa, you need to reunite. If you refuse, I'll be stuck in regret for life."
"Don't do that, you don't have to think about me, think you're gonna have a baby.."
"I don't forget, I have to wait until the baby is born then I can drop the talaq."
"I don't agree with your crazy idea" Aby replied in a slightly high voice.
"Please don't stop me, and promise me, this secret is between the two of us..."
Yahya pleaded with compassion.
Aby could neither refuse nor support him.
Their conversation came to a halt as Anisa and Imran came.
"You guys up? " say Imran.
Anisa looked at the two men one by one.
He felt a little suspicious. What have they been talking about?
The atmosphere was quiet and stiff...
"Oh, yeah.. You're bored, right in this room? You can walk ahead of course with our supervision.
Imran tried to melt the atmosphere.
A nurse brought a wheelchair for Yahya. Aby is led by Imran.
"Surge..!" suddenly Rosmah came and told Anisa to step aside.
"Yahya let's be with Auntie, just" he said cynically.he immediately took over Yahya's wheelchair.
Anisa did not fight. He followed Rosmah who encouraged Yahya with his gaze.
"Who is he, Nis?" Aby was curious.
"He's Yahya's aunt. He hates me so much, he thinks I'm the cause of all this."
"Patiently yes.. There must be a silver lining."
Aby tried to raise her heart.
"Let me accompany Mas Aby." he asked Imran.
"Mas, why is our life like this, huh..? We used to be very happy." said Anisa while leading her.
"If only I hadn't met Jelita and married her." Aby regretted.
"Sometimes I think our destiny is cruel. But I remember Abah's wash. God will not give tests beyond the ability of his people."
Aby was silent again.
"How many months have you been?" suddenly Aby asked.
Anisa feels bad.
"I'm sorry, yeah. At that time I was confused.you divorced me through Mas Imran and then disappeared. I felt desperate, plus the gossip of people about me and my brother Yahya who was always together when we had no relationship.
Amidst the turmoil, I finally accepted the marriage.
And you know, for two months we were married, Yahya's brother never touched me. She respects me and feels so guilty about you, which is why she didn't touch me."
Aby was silent. Anisa continues her story.
"But one night.. Auntie gave us a potion of some kind, and events we didn't want happened. We're so sorry, Mom, believe me!"
"You don't have to blame anyone, between husband and wife it's very common. Just as I betrayed you with Jelita, though you didn't mean it, but God gave me a way to feel what you felt at that time, It's all just Nisa."
"You must never once feel burdened with a baby in your belly, she is the most beautiful gift. Do you remember how we lost our future son? Maybe God replaced it this way."
Anisa remained silent.
"But what I want, you're the father of my son's son, Mas!" anita said in her heart.
From some distance away, Yahya was watching Anisa and Aby talking.
His heart was jealous. But he tried to calm his hot heart.
"Relax, Yahya... It's just the beginning, you have to get used to it. Learn sincerely, including sincerely releasing Anisa."
"Auntie has spoken to the doctor. We'll be home tomorrow. Let Aunt take care of you at home. Instead of eating your heart every day because you see an unpleasant sight here!" he said cynically while glancing at Anisa and Aby.
Yahya did not answer. He also understands, the longer in the care, the more there will be to spend.
"Bi, I want to go back to the room." he said, Yahya also seemed to have difficulty adjusting to his wheelchair.
After feeling long enough outside, Aby invites Anisa to re-enter.
Rosmah greeted them with her cynical smile.
"Suami in cuekin, Former in slick slick.. What time is it now?" her words clearly insinuated Anisa.
"The former too, it's like that, not self-conscious either."
Aby just said Istighfar.
"Bi, mengingan Bibi go home if his thighs will make a noise." whispered Yahya.
Rosmah doesn't care.
He just keeps blabbering.
'Pity the fate of my nephew, loving desperately, but in the end only ignored."
"Bi, please. I plead guilty, but don't corner me like this. I'm also an ordinary man who has a limit of patience.."
Anisa feels her patience is really tested by Rosmah. He also began to growl.