
Reza has arrived at the hospital. He immediately headed to Zahra's nursery. At the same time, Zahra had regained consciousness. "Zahra you're conscious?" reza from the front door.
"How does it still hurt?" ask Reza.
Zahra shook her head and replied, "It's kind of better, Mom."
"Alhamdulillah, I'm so worried about you. I'm afraid that something will happen."
Zahra smiled faintly, her face looking very limp. "I guess it's okay, isn't it, Mas?" ask Zahra.
Reza returned a smile. "Your cage is fine. You just need to rest and not be too tired. Must rest completely, do not think things out," explained Reza.
"How can I think calmly, Mom. If only I could not be like this. Maybe my mouth can talk that I'm not doing anything. But indirectly, the inner pressure attacked me. I want to calm down, Mas. I don't want anything to happen to my baby" Zahra said in a soft voice.
"Yes, you are calm because I have solved the problem. It's better that you rest" replied Reza. He stroked the tip of Zahra's head.
Reza was silent for a moment he was concerned about the condition of his lady puja. Shortly after, Reza's phone rang. He got a report from his assistant. "Hello, what's wrong? How did that happen?" reza was a little surprised. "All right, I'll be there in a minute" he added.
Reza seemed confused, either wanting to leave or not. Then, Zahra said, "Go Mas, I'm fine. There's also a nurse here, I'll ask the same nurse for help if you need something."
"really? I'll finish as soon as possible. After that I'll be right back" Reza told Zahra.
Zahra nodded. "Yes, be careful on the road. Don't be in a hurry, do it slowly" Zahra replied.
"Yes, I'll go first. You rest, I'll be right back." Reza stroked Zahra's head. After that, he immediately went to the office.
Reza was in a great hurry, because he had to hold meetings with the other board of directors. Arriving outside, Reza immediately headed to the car and drove him to the office.
Inside the room, Zahra took a deep breath. He returns flashback with his life story filled with drama.
In Other Places.
Mr. Roni is busy taking care of his wife who moved to a nursing home. He had already made up his mind after talking about it to Reza.
Miss Silvi is crying because she doesn't want to be in a nursing home. However, Mr. Roni is determined because all for the common good.
"Ma, I'm sorry Papa had to do this. But, Papa really can't afford to take care of Mama alone. Your stubbornness makes Papa unable to do anything. Mama should be fruitful, because with your circumstances like this makes Zahra still survive to be our daughter-in-law. He's taking care of Viona's son. She nurtured him affectionately because Zahra regarded Keynara as her biological child. I hope Mama can think everything through, and quickly realize all the mistakes you have made so far," explained Mr. Roni.
Bu Silvi could only endure the cries she kept growling because she could not speak.
"Emc ... Emm ... Emm ..." whining Bu Silvi to her husband.
"Sorry, Papa has to go home first. Mama rest here well huh. Always do regular therapy so that your condition recovers. Remember at home there are two grandchildren who are waiting for his grandmother to come home. Papa's going to come here regularly to see you."
After saying goodbye, Roni went from the nursing home to go to the office. It was hard, but he still had to do it. He also wanted to make his wife introspect herself to get back on the right path.
"I'm sorry, Dad! I hope that you will soon come to your senses and accept Zahra as the daughter-in-law of the Narendra family. Yes, although he had to undergo a new sheet with Reza. I'm very sure that they can be happy" muttered pak Roni inwardly.
Mr. Roni headed to his car to get to the office. His job cannot be left because indeed his company has decreased since the fall of Rizal. Mr. Roni had to start all over again to get his company back on its feet.
Inside the parlour, Miss Silvi kept crying. He still does not accept everything in nature.
"Why? Why is this happening to me? I just want to make my son happy, but what do I get? He's gone for good. Leaving me alone in this world. Rizal, Mama wants to come with you. Mama can't live without you."
Miss Silvi continued to speak inwardly. He was very sorry, but the rice had become porridge. Inevitably he had to live the rest of his dark life.