WHEN THE HEART MUST SHARE

chapter 73

Since that day Aby and Anisa often meet either because of Al's business or just want to see Khaliza, that's Aby's reason.

Slowly but surely. Aby's financial life and health also began to improve, although sometimes still have to check up to the doctor because of his kidney condition.

Many of Anisa's fellow teachers advocated to return with Aby alone. Anisa only responded with a small smile.

"Is Miss Anisa not intending to go back to Aby?"

"Owh, yeah.. How's Yahya after you split up?" ask the others.

"It's been two weeks since we officially divorced, I don't know yet" Anisa replied briefly.

"Didn't he miss his daughter? But at least there's news, let alone that he still has the responsibility of supporting Khaliza."

Anisa responds to the opinions of her friends wisely.

"I don't bother about that much, as long as I can. Anyway, we know how it is."

"Yes, anyway. But the name of responsibility still cannot be forgotten." said another.

"Indeed, it's fate to go back to Mr. Aby. just a flick was inaugurated by Ma'am." chirped a male teacher.

"Yee, there is no patience, Mr. Irfan chepet kondangan and eat for free." replied his friend who immediately welcomed laughter by others.

Anisa just smiled knot.

The jokes of his friends are a prayer for him.

 Honestly in his heart he did hope like that, but I don't know with Aby. Anisa could not read the thoughts of her ex-husband.

Then Yahya? Yahya still has a place in his heart. After all Yahya was once his closest person even long before marriage tied them up.

But that feeling is only a friend. Anisa remains worried about Yahya with her limitations.

One Sunday morning. Al asked his father to take him somewhere.

It was with pleasure that Aby responded.

In the morning, he appeared at the door.

Anisa opened the door to surprise.

"Mas, you're going to pick up Al, okay?" she's not getting up yet." said Anisa.

Aby held back her smile.

"I'm part of it, huh?" tanyanya smiled shyly.

"Let's go in, or you'll wake up yourself."

Rose of Anisa

He hesitantly stepped into the not-so-large room.

After waking up his son,

Aby's back in front. He sat on the bench of the courtyard of the official house.

"Mas, I've made coffee, and breakfast, not breakfast yet, right?" guess Anisa directly.

Aby blushed.

"You know.."

"Just feel it." replied Anisa.

"I rarely eat breakfast, sometimes when I'm really hungry just make instant noodles" he said chuckling.

"Not good instant food hold. Take care of your health, Mas." Aby is pleased with Anisa's attention.

"You're right, but what else. I don't have time to cook." she replied innocently.

Al greeted his father with a big smile on his doorstep.

"I don't think you can drive me?" he said smiling sweetly.

"What the hell didn't make this father's whiz?" Aby rubbed Al's hair.

"Dad hungry, huh? How does her stomach sound?" guess Al. While hugging his father he heard something from Aby's stomach.

Aby hid her smile.

She felt ashamed that Anisa had gotten to know her situation.

"Don't tell your mother, I'm ashamed."

Whispers slowly.

"Why should I be ashamed? Breakfast there! " Anisa was already standing behind them.

"Come, Dad we're having breakfast." Al pulled his hand.

Anisa nodded in convincing him.

"You don't have breakfast?"

"I'll be later, I'm still preparing for Liza's dedek."

"Later on, Bund. Accompany us for breakfast as before." ask his son with a pleading gaze.

"Say the word Al. It's been a long time since we've been sitting down" Aby said, gesturing for Anisa to sit down and have breakfast together.

Even if only with eggs and saute kale. Aby ate with her.

Al and Anisa were surprised to see him.

"Mas, you eat like a man who never eats for days.."

"You're right, I'm so embarrassed. You want to eat home cooking, usually if not buy, yes.can from work" he said while sipping his drinking water.

"Then let Mommy cook for me every day, easy, right?" chirps Al.

Anisa chokes on him.

With attention Aby thrusting drinking water.

"Thank you." she told Aby.

Aby just nodded.

"Awhile, yeah.. Mommy wants to see Liza's grandpa first." said Anisa. He hurriedly got up from his seat. Actually he was just looking for an excuse to avoid the dining table. His heart was pounding unruffled.

"Come on, Nisa.. What happened to you? not necessarily Mas Aby has the same feelings and expectations as you." Anisa speaks for herself.

"Mother, we're done..?" al shouted to his surprise.

"Yes... Let it. Mother is still awake with Liza's grandfather."

Anisa peeked out.

He saw Aby and Al were already ahead.

"We're leaving now?" ask Aby.

Al nodded, then fell silent.

"Why, son.?"

"Mother is also going out. But Dedek Liza no one takes care of her." replied Al sadly.

Aby thought for a moment

At that moment Anisa came and joined them. He took Khaliza along with him in his lap.

"Good morning beautiful boy." said Aby to the boy.

It was unexpected that Khaliza immediately smiled and leaned her body towards Aby.

"He asked for it in the carrier, Mas.."

It was with great pleasure that Aby welcomed him.

They look so familiar.

Anisa was moved to see it.

"Nis, said Al. You wanna get out?"

"Yes, anyway Mas.. But Khaliza nobody's guarding."

"Why don't you let her be with me, just look at her. When you don't believe me?"

"Not to believe it, but I don't want to trouble Aby anymore."

"How troublesome? you just go. Please just prepare the milk." said Aby.

"But you're taking Al, aren't you?"

"Right, but we just want security."

"if Mas Aby doesn't bother me to thank you so much."

Finally Anisa prepared the needs of Khaliza.

Aby took Khaliza with a sling and Al sat on his sidebar.he took them to safety.

Anisa breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he prepares to leave.

***

Yahya has started to reopen his business. But this time he was looking for a location in a traditional market. The result is quite crowded. In the afternoon he took a break to pray dhuhur in the nearest mosque.

"I'd better take a break here for a little while." he's breaking down his tired body.

When turning on her phone, Anisa and her child's face was immediately plastered clearly.

"How are they, huh..? I miss you, son.." Yahya wiped the picture on the phone.

"May you be well wherever you are." he said slowly.

"May they have returned to their former home? Probably also. The house is empty." he said again.

I'd better take them later in the afternoon, give them a little rizki to buy khaliza's milk."

he said in his heart.

Another with Yahya who began to rise from the slump, another with Rosma who was in a nursing home.

He felt uncomfortable, but he also did not know where else to go if desperate to go from that place.

"Boring..! Every day I have to see those faces again and that again, but what else? Where to look for Yahya, he is not at Anisa's house." he lamented.

"Rosmah...!!" Rosmah covered her ears. The screams of an elderly man who was not mentally healthy made his ears ring

Rosmah came to the elderly.

"Don't yell at me anymore, I'm not a babu here..!" rough snaps.

"Patiently, Mom, he's like this because of the stress of years his son didn't see him at all. Don't snap Miss Rosmah." Ms. Fatma advised him.

Rosmah was asked to help care for the elderly because she was among the youngest among other elderly.

"And I must remember, there is no such thing as babu.. We're all the same.

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