WHEN THE HEART MUST SHARE

chapter 51

Misunderstanding between Aby and Yahya continues.

Yahya was getting offended. In addition, his aunt who always pumps it, makes the atmosphere more turbid.

Like that afternoon. Anisa is picking papaya fruit in the yard. Al accompanied his mother.

Aby and Yahya sat on the porch watching them.

Suddenly the bench on Anisa swayed. Anisa could not hold her body balance.

"Dad, please Mother..!" al yelled at Aby.

Aby forgot there was Yahya among them.

With a small run he approached his son and ex-wife. With one catch Anisa's body is already in Aby's lap.

Despite being sick, Aby's body still looks stocky.

A few seconds they were in that position, Anisa's face reddened because Aby looked at her so closely.

"Down me, Mas!" anisa's voice resuscitated Aby.

"Owh, sorry.." he blushed. He looked at Yahya who seemed to dislike him.

Suddenly Rosmah came to offer Yahya a handkerchief.

"This, wear. You won't see the sight that's sipping on the chest anymore" he said, quipping Aby and Anisa.

"Sorry, Bi, I just meant to help her."

"Yes, Bi.. If there were no Mas Aby I would have fallen." - Anisa.

Without saying anything, Yahya paddled his chair inside.

"It's all my fault, try me..."

"Just let Anisa fall, you know, you mean, Mas?" Anisa cuts off Aby's speech.

Aby sighed softly.

"You're right, Mas. You should have let me fall and my son why. Of course everyone will be happy." said Anisa with an annoyed face. Instantly Yahya stopped his wheelchair and turned to look at Aby and Anisa.

"You're right, I was wrong to accuse Mr. Aby. I should just thank him. Thank you, Mr. Aby, for saving my wife and children" Yahya said.

Aby just nodded. His smile was so bitter when he heard Yahya say 'my son and wife'

Anisa smiled a sigh of relief.By the way Rosmah passed with her upset face.

 One problem can be missed, not knowing what else they will go through in the future.

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That night Aby pensively herself in her room.

He felt he had to start looking for a job that made money for the continuation of his life and his responsibility was Al.

"I've troubled Anisa enough. But what kind of job would be suitable for a weak man like me? "

Aby kept thinking about the opportunities she could work on.

"Tomorrow, he approached Yahya and Anisa who were sitting.

"Sorry, I'm interrupting for a second."

"What's up, Mom?" Anisa shifted her seat to make room for Aby.

"I feel like I have to have a job. In any case, Al needed his education costs are not small."

Anisa remained silent.

"What job, Mom? You're not fully recovered."

"I don't know for sure. But what came to my mind was to open my own business, like a grocery store sales."

Anisa looked at him in admiration.

Despite being imperfect, Aby is still a responsible man.

"Ehem." Yahya cleared his throat to see Anisa who admired her ex-husband.

"Good, Mr. Aby. I salute you. The spirit of your life is so high." said Yahya praising.

"It must be ustadz, there's Al I have to think about." replied Aby sincerely.

In his heart, Yahya was irritated.

"She must be just looking for Anisa's sympathy."

"For your plan, I support you, Mas. But if you want to leave this house, I don't agree!"

"I have to be independent, don't spoil me like this" he pleaded.

"Just not to." said Anisa firmly and left the two men behind.

Aby tells Imran his intentions and plans by phone.

Imran strongly agreed, even he promised to help lend capital.

Aby's getting better and better at work.

He got used to walking upright without a stick anymore, despite some difficulty, he forced it too.

Yahya was envious to see Aby progress. He regretted his condition of only being able to sit in a wheelchair.

.That day, Aby wanted to a place where he would supply the goods to be sold.

He felt so sure that his efforts would succeed. Moreover, Anisa, the only woman who had always been in her heart was supporting one hundred percent. Unrelenting Anisa is supporting her.

"I believe you can, Mom!"

"Amen.. Thank you, your support is my biggest capital." Unknowingly, Aby pulled Anisa in her arms. Anisa who also forgot to really enjoy the warm embrace of Aby.

Aby quickly took off her embrace, she did not want to get swept away. They both behave wrong.

"Oh, yeah Mas. How's Jelita doing, huh?" Anisa deliberately distracts. He was calming his irregular heartbeat.

"Jelita? ever since he betrayed me, I don't know anymore." Aby replied indifferently.

Anisa glanced at Aby silently. The smile was still the same as when they first met. The memories of the past came back to his soul.

Aby does look a bit thin since her kidneys are infected. But now his face looks fresh and full of spirit. Only one regret. Why did he meet up with, Anisa again at the wrong time. Anisa has become no one else.

"Eems. Mas."

"Yes, did you say anything?" ask Aby stammering.

"I just, that."

Aby touched her face, which Anisa pointed at.

"Why my face?" ask Aby worried.

"Why not shave?"

Aby breathed a sigh of relief.

"What do I think?" she smiled sweetly.

"Let it be, follow the Sunnah of the prophet." replied Aby as he was.

At that moment Rosmah and Yahya came.

Rosmah immediately riled to see Aby and Anisa alone on the terrace while smiling.

"What the fuck? You don't understand ethics?" says directly.

"Suami's gone, you're even good with your ex."

"Bi, calm down, we're just having a normal conversation. Look at that, there's Al too." Anisa pointed at Al who was coolly drawing a bit away from them.

"Little boy knows what? You're the only bastards who are perverted brains. Especially you?" Rosmah's hand pointed at Aby.

Surprisingly Yahya was just silent, as if he was justifying the words of his aunt.

Anisa slowly lowered Rosmah's hand pointing at Aby.

"If you want to wear it, just tell me. Just accuse me. But never point Aunt's finger at the father of my son!" anisa said firmly. His eyes stared hard.

Yahya was silent, and so was Aby. He did not expect Anisa to defend him so much in front of Yahya.

Rosmah went to her room grumbling. He was upset because Anisa had started pointing her fangs.

Slowly, Aby left the terrace. Leaving Anisa and Yahya silent a thousand languages .

"Sister, I'm sorry for being so hard on Auntie. I'm tired of being accused of going on. Mas Aby and I take care of our feelings. Even if it's not easy."

Yahya is still sculpting.

It's hard to guess what's on that guy's mind.

Suddenly, Anisa groaned in pain.

"Ooh...! I think I want to be born, brother.

Auu. hurts." Anisa is complaining again.

Yahya panic is not play. But the limitations of his legs made him unable to do anything.

"What, what should I do?" he asked in panic.

Anisa's setting her breath.

"Please get me to the midwife right away."

Rosmah came and panicked. Moreover, seeing the clothes under Anisa was wet.

He also did not understand what to do. Anisa was already in too much pain, her face was filled with sweat that poured.

Suddenly Yahya remembered Aby.

"Sir Aby. Yep.. He must know what to do." without thinking, Yahya. Calling Aby who was preparing to leave secretly from the house.

Aby went through the back. But Yahya called him.

"Sir Aby...! Looks like Anisa wants a baby. I don't know what to do, please!" he said with a clear face.

Aby turned around and found Anisa who had gone limp.

"We must quickly take him to the nearest Midwife.!" without anyone's consent, Aby picks up the bike and raises Anisa in front of her. It's very difficult. But to wait for a taxi is certainly not possible because the water has broken.

Arriving at the midwife, he was very disappointed, because his midwife was out. But they offered to drive her to the hospital by car.

Aby did not refuse.

In the car, he kept talking to Anisa to keep her conscious.

Aby hugged him and stroked his head which was still wearing the hijab.

"Patience in a moment. You're a strong woman.

You are my strongest woman." whispered Aby in Anisa's ear.

Amidst her helplessness, Anisa could still smile. Apparently, Aby was the one who accompanied him at the time of delivery. It was something that was not planned, but it was his delusion all along.

He put his hand around Aby's neck. Very safe and comfortable.

"Can I still hope that this won't end..?" whispered in a weak voice.

Aby is moved. What Anisa wants is her wish as well. He kissed the woman softly.

"Why are our feelings so strong, when we realize this is a forbidden love" Aby sighed with a blue feeling.