True Love Never Ends
The Part 113

Nasha waited for Azhar to pick her up and when her husband's car came, Nasha went straight in and then she threw her eyes out the window.

While Azhar looked at his wife who looked unusual, because her usual Nasha always behaved spoiled when Azhar came to pick her up, even always kissing Azhar's cheek.

"Why, Honey? Is anyone bothering you there?" tanya Azhar and Nasha shook their heads without looking at the husband.

Nasha just doesn't want Azhar to see her crying again and again, late on this Nasha sees Azhar always looking very busy and doesn't want to add to Azhar's burden with her poignant story anymore.

Given that he was an illegitimate child, Nasha's eyes again felt hot and watery, her lips trembled and Nasha was only able to bite her lips of it.

"Well, now we go home." cried Azhar and Nasha nodded still without looking at Azhar.

Azhar who drives occasionally glances at Nasha who is silent and still faithful staring out of the car, making Azhar feel worried because Nasha is hiding something. Until suddenly Nasha's cry broke out because she kept remembering how bitter the reality of her life was.

Azhar who heard Nasha crying directly pulled her car over, then she pulled Nasha into her arms and Nasha's crying became increasingly in the arms of her husband.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?" azhar asked gently as she rubbed Nasha's head, tucked in anxiety and into worry in the question but Nasha could not answer her and she could only sobbing in Azhar's chest. Even Azhar felt her clothes wet from Nasha's tears.

"Nasha, Honey. You sick, hm? Or someone hurt you again, huh?" asked Azhar again but Nasha kept crying a hiccup, she squeezed Azhar's sleeve and still kept a hiccup.

The pain was so painful to remember that he was an illegitimate child, a disgrace, who was thrown out just to keep the good name of the family. And they adopt another child, live happily together, while Nasha?

Nasha has so much to experience in her life and all that because she is a wasted child.

"I...." Nasha tried to speak amid her sobs "I'm an illegitimate child, that's why they threw me away" Nasha's voice was muffled by her cries but Azhar still heard her well. And hearing his wife's words made Azhar also feel pain in her heart.

Azhar could understand Nasha's feelings now, and Azhar let Nasha cry, hoping that the cry could bring a little relief to her heart.

Azhar removed the seatbelt she was wearing, so that she could get closer to Nasha and give a much more comfortable hug.

Azhar still faithfully stroked the head of the wife wrapped in the hijab, occasionally her elusan went down to her back and rubbed her up and down.

Until a few minutes passed, Nasha's cries slowly subsided. But occasionally the sound of sobs still escaped from his lips that were still shaking, really Nasha tried to resist the pain in his chest, trying to hold back her tears because Nasha felt she had enough to present her sadness in front of her husband. But Nasha can't, she can't. What else in front of Azhar, Nasha can not pretend to be strong, he will always be weak and always need Azhar as his backrest.

"Honey.." call Azhar when the sound of sobs Nasha only heard occasionally, he still faithfully embrace his wife. Nasha just kept quiet and still hid her face in Azhar's chest. But moments later, he broke his embrace and withdrew from the husband's embrace.

Azhar's heart gasped to see Nasha's worship face wet from her tears, Azhar wiped the tears so gently, occasionally Nasha's lips still trembling.

"Here, enough of her crying. You are a strong woman, hm.." said Azhar corroborating and comforting, Nasha still did not answer and she still hiccups occasionally.

"I understand, dear..." Azhar tidied up Nasha's veil that had been messy "Later to talk about it again yes, it's sad. My heart hurts so much to see you sad like this." said Azhar again who managed to make Nasha a little faint smile.

.........

Bu Anjana came home with a broken and sick heart, a great pain to remember all Nasha's words that reminded him of the mistakes he had made. And it hurt even more when Nasha reminded them that they were punishing Nasha for their own wrongdoings. That sense of regret really racked his heart and stifled his chest.

Bu Anjana went into his room, locked himself up and he cried a lot there.

I don't know what she has to do so Nasha will forgive her and accept her as her mother.

I don't know what he had to do to make Nasha believe that he loved Nasha very much and also deeply regret his actions.

"Ma.. Open the door." exclaimed Mr. Niranjan while knocking on the door of the room many times but there was no answer from his wife.

"Ma, don't do this, don't worry us." cried Mr. Niranjan again.

At this time he was so anxious about the state of his wife, what else his wife was easily stressed and he was afraid that until his wife did something that harmed herself.

"Pa, Mama why?" ask Mera who just came from her school.

"Your mother is sad, because... Because Nasha does not want to forgive us" said Mr. Niranjan in a soft voice. Mera also immediately looked sad when she heard the news.

"Mama.." call Mera and she also knocks on the door of the room "Mama, open the door huh. Later let Mera talk to Sister Nasha, she does not want to forgive Mama. At least he's just still in shock." entertain Mera but still no response.

"Ma, let Mera take Harry to persuade Sister Nasha, let's open the door, Ma..."

While inside, Ms. Anjana was still crying a mouthful. Bu Anjana still continues to ring with Nasha's words that are so cornering her. Nasha was really disappointed, angry and hateful.

"Good name?"

"You want to keep a good name that's just an assumption? Do you think throwing out a newborn can keep your good name? You're uprooting your baby just for that good name? What's the good name for if your behavior is so bad? Indeed you are not ashamed to speak your good name while you willingly throw away your baby?"

Bu Anjana opened the drawer, he took a small bottle containing the drug, without thinking long Bu Anjana immediately took the drug as much as possible and he swallowed it.

"Then let's just say I'm dead. Let your good names stay awake..."