It's been five days, Firman has been hospitalized and today the doctor who treated him has invited the 24-year-old man to go home with a note that he still has to consult a psychiatrist to cure his depression.
And it's been four days, Ayu has been faithfully stalking Firman's whereabouts, even when Firman was sound asleep he entered the care room of the owner of his heart, the fulfillment of his soul.
Like now, the woman in a baby pink dress and blazer is watching Firman who is packing his things alone. Ayu wants to help him, really wants to. But the bitter experience of being mercilessly expelled made his guts suddenly shrink.
"If you want to come in, then come in!" Akbar's sudden appearance made both the bases of his shoulders lifted in surprise.
"I went in, then he was kicked out again, right?" Ayu said in a self-mocking tone.
"He won't kick you out, trust me!" Ayu doesn't necessarily trust her best friend and boss. Because for Ayu, Akbar's words are more beautiful than honest.
It's not Thareq Akbar Satria if he doesn't force people to comply with his wishes.
KREK!
The door was wide open to reveal the figures of Ayu and Akbar at the same time as Firman turned to him. Ayu and Firman's eyes met each other, the longing gaze between the two made Akbar smile again.
With slow but sure steps, Firman approached Ayu, then Ayu? The woman seemed to be enchanted by the charm of the Word, the man who fulfilled her soul.
HUP!
Firman rushed into Ayu's arms, now the woman he had seen from afar for the past four years was able to embrace him again. The souls of these two people are fulfilled again.
"Man ...,"
"I'm sorry, who have been mean to you all this time, leaving you and Zaskia, I'm sorry!" said Firman in a hoarse voice.
Without realizing it, Ayu stretched out her hand to return Firman's hug. Zaskia's mother squeezed the back of Firman's shirt.
His heart is relieved, his soul is fulfilled.
"Yu, you want to forgive me right?" asked Firman. With sobs Ayu nodded quickly.
"Don't leave me and Zaskia, we both need you."
"I promise to make both of you happy and after your iddah period is over I will marry you, we will live happily with Zaskia and if we are given sustenance with Zaskia's sisters," Ayu suddenly pulled away in Firman's arms.
"Zaskia, your child?" Ayu asked with narrowed eyes and deep brows.
"So you're indirectly saying that it wasn't me who took your crown, right?" asked Firman in a mocking tone.
"That's not what I meant!" Ayu said while giving a small punch to Firman's chest.
"You dare claim that Zaskia is your child?" Ayu correction later. Firman hugs Ayu again, the angel of his heart.
"Zaskia Azzahra Khumairah, thank you for giving her a very beautiful name, thank you for letting her stay in your womb, thank you for risking your life to give birth to her, and thank you for raising her. My flesh and blood is part of Zaskia, she is my child, blood my flesh, the fruit of our love." Firman explained then gave Ayu a short kiss in the swirl of Ayu's hair.
When love surges, the world seems to only belong to the two of us, the others are only contracted.
"You haven't forgotten me, have you?" Akbar said with tears welling up in his eyes and finally the warm togetherness they now feel again without any separation.
Ayu and Firman have indeed embraced each other again, but they have not thought about revealing Zaskia's identity.
Even if it has to be revealed in the near future, Firman and Ayu are ready with all the consequences.
"I'll just drive you, today is yours," said Akbar as he opened the back door of the car for the late couple. If Ayu had the power to stop time like Krishna in the Mahabharata series, Ayu would have done it a long time ago.
Stopping time in the warm embrace of a Firman Afif. The scent of Firman's perfume seems to be Ayu's new addiction.
"I'm happy, finally you can be close without any barriers, I promise to keep your relationship until it's halal," Akbar promised to his two friends. Akbar's tears fell again when he saw Ayu and Firman together from behind the rearview mirror.
Almost half an hour as a driver for his two friends, now the car they are driving is parked in the courtyard of Firman's house.
Ayu looked in amazement at the two-story building with a minimalist design, saw the look of awe in the woman she loved, there was a sense of awe that the young lawyer could not paint.
"This is your house?" Ayu asked without turning her face away, even blinking it seemed she was reluctant to do it.
"Our house!" said Firman, then put his arm around Ayu's shoulder and again landed a kiss on the forehead of Zaskia's biological mother.
It seems that the two people who are engulfed in confusion have forgotten the figure of Thareq Akbar Satria who would prefer to claw at the wall when he sees the intimate scene that shows Zaskia's parents.
"Hmm ...," Akbar's sigh did not stop the action of Firman and Ayu.
"Wow, I'm here. It's okay to let go of longing, but look at me." Akbar grumbled. And the couple who were reunited after being separated for 4 years only responded to Akbar's grumbling with a clumsy smile while throwing their gazes in any direction.
Ayu and Firman's love blossomed again, the souls of two people who used to be able to only hug in prayer were fulfilled. Always be happy, your love will last forever.
***
"Not picked up again, it's already late he should be home, right?" An uneasy look crossed his face. Back and forth like a hot iron is what Agasa Maha Putra is doing. And the woman he meant was Suci Indah Ayu,
"Still not picked up," Agasa grumbled angrily for the umpteenth time.
Knock... Knock... Knock…
The sound of knocking managed to make Agasa's mind no longer focus on the sole heir of the Angkasa Group.
"Enter!" Agasa said in his baritone tone. The figure of a young prospective lawyer peeking out from behind the door, Karim Atthar Firdaus.
Agasa looks squinted, what brings Atthar here? "Why, Thar?" Agasa asked, then landed his buttocks back on his oversized chair.
"Mr. Firman, he's back at work tomorrow." Atthar's answer made Agasa shrug his shoulders in surprise.
"Firman is out of the hospital?" Atthar then nodded in response to Agasa's question.
Agasa couldn't understand how it could be that Firman didn't tell him about his recovery, didn't want to be a bother or there were things that Agasa shouldn't know.
"Mr. Firman, I've been trying to contact you, but your number is difficult to reach." Agasa began to realize that this mistake was not entirely Firman's fault.
Firman had tried to contact him, but couldn't connect because he was busy contacting Ayu.
"You go back to work! I want to go to Firman's house first," said Agasa.
To Be Continued ….