Heaven on lara
Chapter 67. Karmas

This is the third day after Zaky managed to get an eye donor from Zada. Zaky is still hospitalized and the plan is for Zaky's eyes to be opened after two weeks of surgery.

Good prayers are never interrupted for Zoya to offer the Almighty for Zaky's operation to succeed. As usual, after playing with Arka, Zoya will come to the hospital to see her husband.

Although still in a mourning mood, Zoya still has to live life as it should. Her husband had no idea of Zada's death and Zada had donated his eyes.

Sooner or later, Zaky should know although maybe this will make Zaky disappointed or even angry because of being the party who has lied. Even after, Zaky will definitely be very grateful to Zada.

Zoya gets off from the taxi that drove her to the hospital lobby. He walked down the aisle to Zaky's room. However, Zoya's steps must stop when she sees Ghaida and Yusuf sunbathing in the morning sun.

"Is Joseph not healed yet?" zoya muttered to herself. Zoya intends to approach and has gone as far as five feet but, his steps are forced to stop because of the presence of others there.

There was one man and one woman holding the man's arm, friendly. Zoya frowned in wonder. "Isn't that the man who was with Ghaida first huh? So who's the woman with him?" zoya muttered wondering.

Zoya still faithfully gazes at the interaction of Ghaida and her husband. Zoya could see the man peeking at Ghaida's forehead and after, Ghaida kissed the back of the man's hand. After the two humans had passed from before Ghaida, Zoya could see Ghaida wiping her tears as she stared at the two people's departure.

Zoya wonders what really happened? Is Ghaida divorced? Didn't Ghaida just say yesterday that her husband was out of town? Then, who is the woman with the man who is allegedly the husband of Ghaida?

"Ghaida?" call Zoya when she's around. Ghaida turned her head and looked nervous by hiding her face. Zoya grows increasingly curious as to what exactly happened to the Ghaida household.

"Tadi ... Not your husband, is he?" zoya asked carefully afraid of offending. Ghaida smiled wryly. "Miss Zoya has seen it all?" ghaida answered, asking.

"No. I just saw him kiss your forehead and you salim him, that's it," Zoya replied lying. Again Ghaida smiled bitterly. His lips were open to talk again, but they were not, when Joseph had interrupted him.

"Om Adis is married again. Mama became hurt," said Yusuf who managed to make Zoya so surprised that his eyes widened. Zoya looked at Ghaida who was now bowed in shame. "Ghaida? Is it true what Joseph said? Oh sorry, I was too involved. I'm sorry once again" said Zoya, who suddenly felt bad and chose to finish the conversation.

Ghaida shook her head strongly. "No papa, Ma'am. Zoya's sister knows it. Surely Ma'am Zoya saw the woman who was with mas Adis right?" asked Ghaida with teary eyes.

Zoya suddenly feels bad and feels awkward with such a situation. "She's the second wife mas Adis," said Ghaida who managed to make Zoya more wide-eyed.

"Yes, Mother. I was honeyed by mas Adis after finding out that Joseph had hemophilia. From that time on, I rarely had time for Adis mas because of the time I spent caring for Joseph. And I have considered this in return for what I used to do," explained Ghaida in a chest.

Zoya shakes. "You can choose your own way of life, Da. You can get away from your husband. In fact, you can look for your own happiness, "persuaded Zoya who is not out of thought with the path of the mind of Ghaida who passed resigned.

Zoya sighed harshly. What if Ghaida had chosen her way of life? "alright. May you be happy with your life choices, Da. It's not just about you, there's Joseph that you have to take care of his feelings" Zoya said.

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Since Zaky's room, Zoya just sat daydreaming on the edge of the gurney with her own thoughts. Zaky, who was aware of his wife's inertia, chose to open the conversation. "Zoya?" call Zaky and it makes Zoya turn her head.

"Yes? Why, Mas? You need anything?" asked Zoya who was ready to stand up but immediately prevented by Zaky by holding his arm. "How did you shut up? Is there a problem? Tell me" said Zaky gently with a hand trying to reach Zoya's fingers that she wanted to link to her fingers.

Zoya smiled at the face of her husband, whose eyes were still covered in white bandages. "I just met Ghaida again, Mas," said Zoya, starting the conversation, her fingers immediately linked to Zaky's fingers.

"Darning dong. He's in the hospital too" replied Zaky, who had heard Zoya's story that she met Ghaida who was doing chemotherapy for her son Yusuf.

"Not that. Husband Ghaid ... He ... does polygamy. Ghaida is pitted against her husband" said a bewildered Zoya herself.

Zaky looked surprised but still asked further. "How can you?" asked Zaky who was confused as well. "I asked earlier. But, Ghaida did not tell too much. He instead said that maybe, it was a reply for him," explained Zoya whose eyes began to glaze over.

Not because he was crying over Ghaida's fate, but because he suddenly remembered the Zada who had died. A flash of shadow while with Zada suddenly flashed through his mind and it made Zoya sob.

"Eh, speaking of Ghaida, why didn't Zada come to look at me? Has he started to forget about his own friends?" asked Zaky who also remembered Zada. Zoya's chest felt tight for a moment. How would Zada be present if his body had been buried?

"Mas Zada is here ... He's here" Zoya replied not entirely lying. "Oh yeah? Then where is he?" ask Zaky to shine. Zoya closed her mouth so that her sobs would not be heard by Zaky. "In your eyes, Mas" Zoya replied laughing but she meant it when she said it.

Zaky laughs because he thinks Zoya's words are a joke. "My words? In my eyes there was only one Zoya," Zoya's lips curled down with a nose that bloomed because it held its stuffing.

Zaky doesn't know yet that the eye he has now is a precious gift from Zada. Either Zoya should repay Zada's kindness with what? In fact, the prayers he offered would not be enough to pay for Zada's sacrifice.

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It's so hard to forget Reyhan...