A Mistake
Dira's Return

Hans opens the door to the VVIP room, the room where Dira is being treated. There was a thumping pain when he saw the beautiful woman lying helplessly on the patient's bed. An infusion hose and oxygen hose were attached there, making his heart like sliced. He became furious and emotional considering what had happened to his wife, and he promised not to let the person who had harmed Dira be free.

"Maas.." call Dira lirih disperse her reverie.

"Oh yeah baby." replied Hans nervously.

"Why just stand there.get here..." Hans approached Dira with a smile but no one ever knew that in his heart Hans was secretly gathering the courage to answer questions from his wife later.

"Sit down.. Why do you just stand there?" Hans sat down but he kissed his wife's bandaged forehead and went down to her sweet lips.

"Is it still painful?" hans asked as he rubbed the wound on Dira's right temple. Dira shook his head slowly.

"It's not so painful, it's just that Dira feels something strange in this area..." Dira pulled Hans hand towards his stomach. "What really happened to Dira Mas? Why does Dira feel like Dira's stomach is empty?"

'Deg's'

Hans' heart stopped beating hearing the question asked by his wife. He wanted to tell the truth but he was still afraid to tell it. Especially considering the condition of Dira who has a history of heart disease.

"Maybe because you're hungry, baby, you haven't had a chance to have lunch..." Hans was still unable to tell Dira the truth.

"He he he. yes, yes, yes..."

"What do you want to eat? Any cooking requests? Later let me tell Jono to buy or want to cook Mr Mus aja? Let's call the house guy? Or do we want a delivery order? But on mobile phone mas there is no application... on your phone is there right? Try it..." Dira just kept quiet, not responding to Hans's words but intense neutrality staring at her husband's face, making Hans misbehaved.

"Darling... why?"

"It's okay.." answered Dira flatly.

"But why are you staring at me like that? Is it because of the handsome mas...? He he - he..." Hans chuckled to himself.

"What are you hiding from Dira?"

"Hide what, baby? They're not hiding anything..."

"Dira why mas... what happened to Dira? Please tell me honestly, don't hide anything from Dira..."

"But baby..."

"Please... Dira deserves to know what happened to Dira right?" Hans also moved his seat, now he was beside Dira while embracing his wife's shoulders.

"Darling..." Hans was silent for a moment, while Dira turned to the side to look back at her husband's face. "Near... Hara hasn't had a sister this year..." Hans grabbed his wife's body while kissing Dira's head.

"I mean. hyks hyks..." Dira began to cry after a moment she tried to digest her husband's words.

"Yes dear.the doctor tried but his sister Hara could not be maintained..."

"Astaghfirullah haladzim.. What kind of mother am I, to take care of my baby I can not.. hiks hiks hyks... sorry because Dira can't take care of our son.hiks hyks..." Dira cried as if holding his left chest which suddenly felt so painful.

"Sweetie it's not your fault, and I don't blame you. This is fate dear, maybe it is not time we cradle the baby back... Don't blame yourself... Istighfor..." Hans hugged his wife tightly, while Dira still continued to cry until suddenly his cry was not heard and his body suddenly weakened. It turned out that Dira fainted while holding her left chest. Seeing the state of his wife, Hans became surprised, then he pressed the doctor's call button.

Not long after Iwan's doctor came to check on Dira's condition.

"How's my wife doing doc? Why did he suddenly faint?"

"The wife of the master has congenital heart disease, in certain situations the disease will come, especially when he feels excessive sadness or in a depressed state. So far it can still not be so dangerous but if he continues in uncomfortable conditions, his disease can threaten the safety of his soul.." explained Dr. Iwan.

"What should I do to prevent a heart attack?"

"For diet, proper rest time, do not fatigue, small sports and most importantly to give comfort to your master's wife, do not make Mrs Andira feel depressed... And for this time, because Mrs Andira has just experienced something that must have made her feel guilty, then your duties as a husband should be able to encourage him and I hope the people around the mistress can also help to calm his heart..."

"Good doc... God willing, I will take note of all the advice of the doctor. Oya doc, about when can my wife come home?"

"If today he can stabilize his condition, tomorrow afternoon he can go home..."

"OK if so. thanks for the help doc..."

"Together sir, this has all become my duty..."

Dira has begun to calm down and can accept reality, all night he continues to pray for strength from God.

"Seriously mas, Dira's fine... Dira is still sad, but Dira has been able to accept everything sincerely.... That's why let's go home... Dira kangen Hara.." whined Dira with teary eyes, making Hans powerless to refuse his wife's request.

"Just ask the doctor first...?"

"Go home.." said Dira in a spoiled tone.

"Yes.. mas met doctor Iwan first yes..." Dira nodded obediently.

Not long before Hans came with doctor Iwan to do the last examination before Dira was allowed to go home.

Netra Dira sparkled as Iwan's doctor allowed himself to return home without waiting for daylight.

Hans's luxury sedan came out of the hospital yard, driven by Mr. Jono. Hans didn't want to drive himself, he just wanted to be by his wife's side.

Along the way Dira just kept silent, his gaze staring out the window sweeping through the crowd of the capital's streets. While Hans was busy replying to an important chat from Alex about the suspect who had harmed Dira that afternoon. And now Hans has pocketed the name of the person who caused Dira to lose her baby candidate. But for the time being Hans still had nothing to do, Hans still wanted to ask his wife what had happened in the toilet that afternoon. Given that CCTV is only installed outside the toilet, so only Dira and the perpetrator are aware of the actual incident.

Since yesterday, Hans should have been able to ask Dira directly, but given Dira's health condition, making Hans undo that intention. And today, after Dira was allowed to return home, Hans intended to ask about the true events that Dira had experienced.

Hans's car had entered the courtyard, and how shocked they were that they had arrived to be welcomed by their extended family. There is a family from Dira's side, there is also a family from Hans' side, namely Grandma Amirah and Anita and her husband. Even Ina and her husband, Tiara and Alex, did not miss Sila and Adit was there.

Dira cried haru in the arms of Sila who first approached him.

"Patience is yes..." Dira could only nod in his sobbing. Please also then guide Dira to meet the people who have been waiting for him. Hugging them one by one until Dira finally prostrated himself in front of Amirah who was sitting on the sofa.

"Grandmother.pardon Dira all this time... Dira left without saying goodbye and after coming Dira had not had time to visit grandma. And now when Dira got calamity, grandma came to visit Dira..hiks hyks..."

Amirah smiled and then guided Dira to rise from her prostration and then sat down beside her.

"You're a good boy, it's proven that you've been keeping your chastity for five years, separated from the grandmother's unknowing granddaughter... So there's no reason for grandma not to forgive you..."

"Thank you grandma..." Dira hugs Amirah's grandmother Hans.

A second later, they talked to each other.

Hans walks towards his study, but his steps are stopped when Damar approaches him.

"Do you know who did it?"

"What are you asking?" replied Hans flatly.

"I just want to know who dares to harm Dira..."

"If you know what you want? Remember Damar, Dira is my wife so it is my duty to take care of her. You don't have to bother thinking about my wife, let alone declaring love over and over again to her. Dira never lacked love from me, that's why he didn't need love from others. We take care of each of our families..."

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