[Note] A Perfect Marriage

The Story of Then 2

..."In fact, the word 'peace with the situation' is only easy to pronounce."...

Rudi, the man who was lying weakly helpless, began to move his fingertips and eyelids as he felt a cold object sweep over the surface of his skin. The man slowly opened his eyes, but shut them back when the bright light he had not seen for two weeks was piercing his retina.

"You awake, Rud?" The soft voice of a woman who was very familiar and very much missed, shook Rudi's heart.

He again tried to open his net which still felt so heavy to open. She moved her hand weakly, trying to reach whatever was around her.

Seeing Rudi's movements, Cinta put the washlap she used to wash her husband's body, and slowly touched Rudi's hand which still left a little warmth on the surface.

"Ci–Cin–ta ..." - Ogre Rudi in an unpowered weak tone.

Love only smiles knots while at a glance tightening his hand grip. The woman did not know how to react when she saw the man before her suddenly unconscious. She was happy, moved to see her husband open his eyes again, but on the other hand, her disappointment and heartache seemed to have become a chain that bound her happiness, and became a great wall that blocked both of them. In the end, Cinta simply chose to greet Rudi with a wry smile while swallowing her pain.

Rudi, who was trying to gather energy, looked at the wife he so longed for. The feeling of happiness was mixed with his guilt. Without feeling the tears just flow without permission, and with that also Rudi returned from his daydream.

"I'll call Mom and Rumi" said Cinta, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye.

"I'm sorry."

The hand of Love, which was busy looking for a cell phone in a bag, stopped. Still with his head lowered without looking at Rudi, Love wanted to hear the man's words.

"I've made you suffer, made the children lose the figure of their biological father. Forgive me for making you lose the one you love" continued Rudi still with his voice so weak and heavy.

Slowly Love lifted his head, pointing his bead at the man who looked like the undead. His heart felt slashed at the sight of white lips, and the deathly pale skin that was drawn on the face of his little friend. Without feeling a tear rolling without permission.

"I don't entirely blame you, Rud. I'm disappointed, but I'm grateful too. Because of you I can understand the meaning of love, and .. what we've been feeling all this time is not love, but obsession, Rud. You ... and I, we're both obsessed with someone, and .. we're both doing the wrong thing to get it." Love released her hand from Rudi's grasp to wipe away her tears.

It felt like he could no longer talk about that dark time. His heart felt so broken. He had to go back to scraping old wounds that could just be slightly healed. Yes, compared to his disappointment with Rudi, the wounds imprinted from his relationship with the Throne were more painful. Disappointed in himself, it is the regret of his own plan that makes the wound feel destroyed all the joints of the life of Love. A plan that ultimately sacrifices the happiness of his two children.

A warm smile appeared on the man's lips even though in a forced manner, but the smile still looked so sincere and full of relief. Rudi straightened his head again and closed his eyes slowly. "I'm so tired, I want to rest. Stay here, my wife," she said before closing her eyes completely.

Again, tears without excuse broke through the fortress of Love. The woman was holding back a sobbing that seemed to be squeezing her chest even more. The pale face of the man before him made all hatred evaporate just like that, and was replaced by a sense of regret for his insensitivity.

Without both realizing it, two female figures were also sniffling behind the door of the treatment room. They could only hug each other and strengthen each other. Yes, doctors have said that the man who for many years was the head of the family, has no hope anymore. They can only pray day and night asking for miracles from God.

Mira's mother wiped her tears quickly. Even though it was just a futile effort, he still continued to try to stop the clear liquid from reaching the surface of his cheek.

"At least, with the apologies that your sister-in-law has given you, the burden on her heart has been slightly reduced. At least, the mother can breathe a little relieved seeing they can be together to the end," Mira muttered with a faint look.

"Sir, please step aside a little!" shouted a man while honking his pick-up horn, to make Love who had been standing at the gate of the shortest tomb.

"I–iya, sir sorry," replied the woman who had just returned from her long daydream.

Love rushes to his car parked behind the pick up. He was still busy neutralizing his neutrality which was still a little blurry from crying for too long. Love stuck his forehead on the steering wheel of the car, staring at the floor of the car and his sandals full of mud.

"This is my life story. It is dirty and there is no beauty. Huh!" He breathed heavily.

"No-no. My children are the happiness that God has sent me. I don't deserve to complain about my own mistakes. If only I hadn't been the third person in the Throne relationship, maybe my story wouldn't have been this bad, would it?" he muttered while smiling. The woman was trying to make peace with the situation, but in fact, the word peace was only easy to say.

...Connect .......

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