
"Is that harmless, doc? I mean, what if he harms someone else?" ask Suban.
"Why should he hurt anyone else? if the person in his house is not harmed. Moreover, the trigger all this time he never used it right?" ask Dr. Yasmar, who made Suban quiet.
While Anisa is having her own teki hearing the words of doctor Yasmar.
"It's important you don't ban anything he likes, or don't do anything he doesn't like. Mr. Suban knows for himself the reason why he became like that. So he wants freedom, without restraints," Dr Yasmar said.
Suban remained silent. To be honest he was very afraid of bringing Abian home. But she couldn't possibly separate Anisa from her husband.
"I understand what you're thinking. If you're afraid she's going to make trouble, what if Anisa and Abian live together in my house?"
"I mean. I have a private house that is not inhabited, because I just moved out of that house. Even the furniture is complete. His home is not very public either. It's a shame that the house is not inhabited" continued Dr. Yasmar.
"Eh? thanks for the doctor's offer. But it's too much trouble for you. Let my husband, we take him home first. We haven't tried it yet, have we? hopefully our worries don't happen. Isn't that right, sir?" ask Anisa to Suban.
"Doctor's mother. We are not good if we trouble you too much. During this time, the doctor has helped a lot. We are very grateful" Suban said.
"We'll try to bring him home, while looking at his progress. Now there's Anisa, so I'm not worried anymore" Suban continued.
"Yes already then. But if you change your mind, just call me" said Dr. Yasmar.
"Now let's meet Abian. I told the nurse to help her get dressed" Dr Yasmar said.
Doctors Yasmar, Suban, and Anisa go to Abian's room. Anisa was quite amazed, when she saw Abian's appearance while wearing casual clothes. It's just Abian let his hair down.
"Abianamazon. Your family has come to pick you up" said Yasmar.
Anisa approached Abian slowly, and their eyes met. Anisa then grabs her husband's hand for him to kiss.
"Sorry Nisa yes. Nisa was supposed to take care of you, but only last night was I done. So only today we meet again," said Anisa while giving her best smile.
But Anisa and the others were shocked, when suddenly Abian turned his face away.
"What's wrong with Abian? is he mad at me? do people with mental disorders have feelings as well?" inner Anisa.
"Dians. Your father and your wife came to pick you up. You said you were cured and wanted to hang out like any normal person. Have you changed your mind?" ask Dr. Yasmar.
"No." Answer Abian briefly.
Anisa grasped Abian's hand, and helped her husband get out of bed.
"Let's go home!" said Anisa.
Abian obeyed Anisa's words, so that all who did not know her pretense might be suspicious.
"Oh yeah. You can also give Abian an android phone, so he can shift his mind through the game. Because Abian is out of here, we give a gift to Abian one android phone that we have entered several applications, sim cards, and some contacts that he can contact. But only my contact and Ryan's assistant were there" Yasmar's doctor said.
"We thank you doc. You're very kind to Abian" said Suban.
"Of course doc. I won't disappoint your hard work" Suban said.
"It's very good to Dr. Yasmar. Your words are perfect. That phone is my personal phone. The phone is very important, and I need it most," inner Abian.
"Dians. Take this phone!" said doctor Yasmar, who then quickly achieved by Abian.
"Look! he was very interested in his cell phone" Yasmar said, chuckling.
"Mas like? I'm pretty good at playing games. I'll teach you later, are you happy?" anisa asked with a smile, and Abian just nodded her head.
Abian, Anisa and Suban finally return home. A house that holds many memories between Abian and Ardan. A house that Abian hasn't been in for 12 years. And it makes Abian's heart pound, with a bursting beat.
"We have arrived. Let's get down!" suban.
Abian looked at the house from a distance. Her hands were shaking and cold, Anisa could see that.
"Mas. You why?" asked Anisa while holding Abian's hand.
Abian did not answer Anisa's question and then opened the car door. Anisa follows Abian, gets out of the car and stares at the house like Abian did. Slowly but surely, Abian stepped step by step to stand right in front of the wide open door.
"Oh my goodness. What will happen in the future. That this madman lives in this house forever. Plus his stupid wife. How can I not say he is stupid? already know crazy people, but even married. Especially if it is not a duitan eye, "inner Neneng.
"Sister Bian. Bian's brother's home?" asked Alda with a faint smile.
Abian was originally sad, so smiled as Alda greeted her.
"Oh my God.he is very handsome when he smiles," Anisa's inner.
Abian stepped in, without caring about the neneng. And the first thing he went to, was of course his memory room with Ardan. The room was indeed Suban padlock, and Suban rarely opened except when going to clean it.
"Dad cleaned his room. You two will occupy this room. I've also bought a new bed, and my old bed is stored in the warehouse with other items" Suban said.
Suban then opened the lock of the room, and Abian immediately went in there. Abian's tears immediately poured out, upon entering the room. Abian looked up at the ceiling, where he last saw Ardan hanging there. Anisa who was confused to see Abian crying, could only shut up. Suban cried when he saw Abian crying. The guilt re-emerged, and he knew very well the pain Abian was feeling right now.
Abian stepped with trembling legs, two large trophies still lined up on the study table and the man touched with his finger. This time Abian's cry had turned into sobs.The man grabbed a small figura on the table, a photo of him still wearing a blue white uniform, while Ardan was wearing a gray white uniform.
"Sisa. You helped me cook for lunch! I'd like to talk to your husband for a minute" Suban said.
"Yes sir." Answer Anisa.
"Now don't call me sir. But call him father. Because all of your kids call it that," Suban said.
"Good Well." Answer Anisa.
Anisa then goes to the kitchen to help her. Suban approaches Abian by closing the door first