WHEN THE HEART MUST SHARE

chapter 50

Along the way Rosmah kept throwing her face away.

He felt lazy to imagine having to go home with Anisa and Aby. But he was forced to go with Anisa, because if not, where would he live? The child and his daughter-in-law in the lampung no longer care for him, but his envy for Anisa can not be eliminated. He felt Anisa was too lucky, loved by two men at once.

They arrived at the courtyard of the old house of Anisa's brother.

It appears that Yahya Aby and his son are chatting warmly. Al's laughter was so loose, unlike when he was still with her. Seeing that familiarity, there was envy in his heart.

"The last few months the boy has spent with me, I feel so close to him. I envy that he could be so happy with Aby." said Yahya. Unconsciously he sighed softly

"What are you guys playing? How exciting?" anisa's Goda on Al.

" Bi, Oustad Yahya." said Aby while nodding politely.

"Look, Mas. Our house has a problem. So we also have to move here. It's okay, right?"

"Owh.. Why ask me, this is your house, your house. I'm just hitchhiking." Aby blushed.

But the base of the base is another meaning by Rosmah.

"You mean Aby, you want to remind us that we hitchhiked, right? That's outrageous!"

sumpul Rosmah ketus.

"No, that's not what I mean, you guys misunderstood." his eyes swept over Rosmah and Yahya.

"We also had to come here because Anisa asked. Otherwise, we also do not want a house with you. Yeah, isn't it Yahya?"

Yahya nodded in the midst of his confusion.

Honestly, he was a bit offended by Aby's remarks.

Aby looked at Anisa with guilt.

"Sorry, Nis. I didn't mean ...."

"Already, already... actually Mas Aby's not what you think.no one hitchhiking, this is our house" said Anisa melerai.

"Auntie remains offended by Aby's remarks.

How do you think?" ask Yahya.

"Maybe Mr. Aby didn't mean anything bad, but he shouldn't have said that."

Degh's!

L Anisa's heart was so shocked, why Yahya had to follow Rosmah, even dare to blame Aby again. This is a bad start, he thinks.

"Oh, if ustadz thinks my words are disrespectful, I'm really sorry."

Aby was low with both hands covered.

"Why should be extended. Let's go in, vAl take Aby's father to his room..!"

Aby resigned when Al led him to the room.His face looks grim, he felt sad because of the unreasonable accusations of Rosmah and Yahya. Not the intention as they alleged

Anisa tries to be fair she is not leaning towards Aby or Yahya.

"This is Aunt's room. And this is Yahya's room..."

"Lho, why are you different rooms?" Rosmah looked shocked. You must have arranged everything. You want more time for your ex. Right, right?"

Anisa.

"Auntie why always think badly of others? Of course we'll stay in the room. And Aunt should know, though,

not everyone is the same as how Auntie thought.me and Mas Aby know our own boundaries. So, don't ever suspect us." said Anisa infuriated with a hardened jaw.

He was about to step out, but then turned around again.

"Aunt you know what I mean by giving Yahya a special room? So he has a place of privacy."

Anisa turned to look at Yahya. The man threw his face away. It was as if he agreed with his aunt's opinion.

"Come, sis..!"

Anisa pushed Yahya into the room and closed the door.

"These are..! She was so arrogant, I was afraid to ride here." she scolded me while kicking the door, but she was in pain herself.

"No need to stay here, tomorrow I'll take care of our house problems there. Hopefully it can get back into our hands." said Anisa while helping her husband ride the basket.

Anisa breathed a heavy breath.

He wondered why Yahya was easily offended when his intentions were good. But Yahya seemed to feel expelled from there and had to move quickly.

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"Why, Nisa? I said something's wrong, huh?" ask Yahya defiantly.

Anisa shakes.

Anisa was trying to understand Yahya's current state. Maybe it was because of her circumstances that forced her to be like that.

"Alright, sister rest first. Let me prepare lunch" he said softly.

He left the room with a troubled heart.

"Creally decision? Leaving Mas Aby and Brother Yahya in one roof will definitely cause a small spark.

But I also couldn't possibly let Mas Aby alone.."

Anisa prepares lunch for the family, there are relatives far away who help her, she is the one who has been caring for her Abahan heritage house.

Pesantren who built his brother has also disbanded because no one takes care of him. Yahya as a substitute in the hope of the Abah must be busy taking care of him during treatment.

Because of daydreaming, he forgot the oil on the stove that was hot.

"Reuters Nis..! the fire was so strong that the hijab burned. With a limp Aby Aby tried to run to help him.

He pulled her hijab and made Anisa stagger her teak into Aby's chest.

Anisa so shok. She was not aware that she was in the arms of her ex-husband.

"Here, the fire has gone out" said Aby rubbed Anisa's head.

right at that moment, Yahya was paddling his chair and looking at the incident. He wanted to get angry and catch them. But his little heart forbids.

Anisa who was aware of what was happening, immediately withdrew from Aby.

They both blushed.

"Sorry, Nisa, Mas Aby didn't mean to.."

"Here you go, you're not wrong. Thank you for coming at the right time." said Anisa while trying to cover her head with both hands.

He rushed to the room to get the hijab.

But he was stunned when he saw Yahya crying while beating his disfigured leg.

"I'm useless! I can't protect myself, how will I protect Anisa and my child..?"

He lamented his condition while crying.

Anisa approached him and hugged him from behind.

"Sister, why are you like this? You mean so much to us. There's a lot you can do.." Anisa held him tight.

"I can only be a burden to everyone. I'm a disabled man. What can you be proud of?" he hit his leg again.

Anisa held Yahya's hand, then carried it to her stomach.

"Ask him, brother. Was he not sad to see his father like this? He was sad because his proud father turned out to be whiny and easily gave up on reality."

Slowly Yahya soy sauce and stop the action. His eyes stared blankly ahead

"Sister rest, do you need anything?"

Yahya.

"Anika.." Yahya caught his wife's hand.

"Ma-afs.. I've made you anxious" he said slowly.

Anisa nodded and smiled.

Then enveloped the man gently.

"Don't think of anything, about me, you and Mas Aby. All you need to know is, I'll stay by your side as long as you're willing to, whatever the shape and name of the relationship."

Anisa squeezed Yahya's hand as if to convince him. He remembered how this man in front of him had been so sincere in taking care of him when he was helplessly sprawled by his illness. Now is the time for him to do the same. It's just the difference, maybe Yahya did it with a feeling of love, but he did it because of a sincere feeling of responsibility.