New Breath
Chapter 5's

His wiggly fingers played on Reyhan's face with his faithful eyes closed. Thin Beards have begun to grow on the face. The owner of the fingers smiled faintly looking at the calm face before him. He could not bear to not give a short kiss on both cheeks.

"Wake up soon. You have much to pay me" he whispered in the ear of the man lying on the big bed.

His gaze turned to the adorable little baby lying in the stroller staring at him with a pair of clear black beads, just like Reyhan's. "Also pay misses on the twins," continued Nadhira with a soft look.

His brain was back on the baby, Radit who was still lying in a hospital bed with conditions that still did not show development. It was clearly making the inner hijab woman feel sliced. The two men she loved so much had to enjoy time on the bed in pain with various devices attached to the body.

"Wake, Honey. Let someone accompany me to take care of the little one," said Nadhira's voice again. This time accompanied by clear droplets from her beautiful eyelids.

The woman immediately shook her head and wiped her spilled tears. He cannot cry, he cannot be weak. She should be the strongest for twins and her husband. Also for the sister-in-law who is also struggling with pain. For, however, he was the only one who knew and learned to understand the position of his sister-in-law, Farhan.

Nadhira combed Reyhan's hair that had been slightly elongated with his bare hands. "Later I will accompany you to shave your hair. And of course it's not just me. Radit and Radin will also accompany," said Nadhira monologue. Her smile expands imagining that Reyhan and Karan are coming together.

Nadhira's hand movements stopped when he heard the vibration of the phone he put on the nightstand. He grabbed the flat object and saw an incoming message displayed on the screen. Along with her eyes looking at the contents of the message, Nadhira's smile expanded with teary eyes.

"Thank God, O Allah. Thank you for hearing my do'a-do'" Nadhira said gratefully. She stared at the peaceful face of her faithful husband. "May Allah answer immediately the do'a I have given you, yes," he continued before leaving the room Reyhan occupied.

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In the large building with the dominant color of white paint, Nadhira down the hallway. Sometimes he greeted several nurses who often met him during a visit. This time it was different from previous visits. His heart felt incomparably happy.

Nadhira touched the door knob of the room with the number 202 and opened it. In there he found Mommy and her sister-in-law who was none other than his best friend, Mikayla. He smiled broadly at the smiles of the two women he loved so dearly. The same smile of happiness as I felt.

"here! Let Radin be the fat one" Mikayla said as she grabbed Radin's small body from her best friend's arms.

After giving up Radin. Nadhira sat on the side seat of her son's bed. "Thank you for opening your eyes, yes, dear" Nadhira said with a teary look as her hands played into Radit's tiny hands.

Like understanding the mother's words. Radit clasped Nadhira's fingers tightly. The baby laughed as if he had never been in pain before. It made Nadhira anxious and kissed the child repeatedly.

"If the state of Radit remains stable like this. Tomorrow Radit will be allowed to go home," explained Mommy repeating the explanation of the doctor who handles his grandson. His hands that have begun to wrinkle faithfully perched on the shoulders of the princess, stroking it gently to give encouragement as well as calmness.

"Yes, Bun. Hopefully Radit's condition will improve."

The whole room sank into silence. Nadhira is still playing with Radit. He wanted to enjoy every passing second with his son who had just returned and opened his eyes. I don't think he wants to waste time.

"Mother go home first. Mommy needs rest" said Nadhira as she glanced at Mother who was leaning on the sofa. He could catch the tired face of the woman who had given birth to him. How not? As long as Radit lay in his coma, it was Bund who was always faithful to guard. Because, Nadhira has to keep Radin at home.

"Yes, Mother. What Nadhira said was true. Let Kayla accompany Nadhira here" Mikayla confirmed her sister-in-law's remarks.

The woman who was no longer young with the title of mother weighed the words of Nadhira and Mikayla. He was obviously exhausted. However, seeing the granddaughter's eyes open and the smile of her daughter, tired as if yawning with air. Happy feeling.

"Adek sure?" ask Mommy.

Nadhira nodded for sure. "Go home, Bun. Mother needs rest."

Mother agreed to the request of the child. He left his daughter and daughter-in-law in the white room.

"Ra," called Mikayla who was sitting on the sofa with Radin on her lap.

Nadhira turned his head before returning to focus on Radit.

"What about Reyhan? I'm sorry I only saw her once." Mikayla said guiltily.

The two children exhaled a rough breath. "It's still like the last time you saw it, Kay" he replied softly. There was a sorrowful tone from every word that came out from his ripe lips.

Silence back hugging. Neither Nadhira nor Mikayla opened their voices. Both are busy with their own thoughts and activities.

Nadhira's breath sounded furious. It was able to grab the attention of Mikayla who had been watching him from the sofa while guarding Radin.

"Why, Ra? Just tell me if anything makes you burdened. I'm still the old Kayla if you forget. Kayla who you can always count on to be a good listener." Mikayla slipped a little joke so as not to get stuck with an atmosphere that was too serious. He knew his best friend and sister-in-law were in a difficult situation. However, she believes that Nadhira is destined to be a strong woman.

Hearing Mikayla's words, Nadhira slightly chuckled. His best friend can always melt the atmosphere.

"Would you like to hear my words?" nadhira asked seriously who was replied with a definite nod by the interlocutor.

"I'd like to call you Ma'am, would you?" Nadhira plays her eyebrows teasingly.

Mikayla raised a sharp gaze towards Nadhira. "No!" resolute reply.

Nadhira's laughter broke instantly. He was very happy to upset Mikayla.

"But, I'm sure that's not what's going on with your mind."

Mikayla's voice managed to stop Nadhira's laughter. He looked at Mikayla with a sad look. A gaze that implies a heartache without being able to sound.

Before getting up and getting out of the chair next to the gurney. Nadhira took the time to kiss the forehead of the sleeping prince. He must have approached Mikayla. The tiny body of Radin and hugged him tightly.

Nadhira took a long breath. As if the strands can make things that become a burden on the mind can evaporate and give birth to relief.

"Kay," he called later with the head he had resting on the back of the sofa. His gaze was still straight staring at the ceiling of the clean white room.

No response from the owner. However, Nadhira knew Mikayla was watching him. "What would you do if you knew a big secret and nobody knew anything but you? Then, you can't tell anyone, not even your parents."

Silent.

Mikayla cupped her chin with both hands that she piled on her knees. His view has shifted from Nadhira. He was now staring at a pair of his feet covered in socks.

"You're confused, aren't you, Kay?" Nadhira laughed blandly.

"I'm also confused what to do" he continued and bowed still by hugging Radin.