A Wife's Heart

CHAPTERS 142

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"And each one obtains degrees (balanced) with what he does. And your Lord is not heedless of what they do.” (Al An’am: 32)

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After his meeting with Edi a while ago which was filled with tear drama and persuasion so that Edi would seek treatment for his recovery. Now Reza is again busy with his work that was delayed until he did not realize the number of calls entered his phone. Reza deliberately installed a silent mode on his phone so as not to interfere with his concentration while working. However, Reza forgot his words before leaving for the office, who asked his two mothers to immediately tell him about the state of his wife at home.

A knock on the door that rang a few times did not distract Reza from the pile of files she was reading. Until forced, Arman entered the room while saying his greetings. However, Reza only returned her greetings without turning her head in the slightest.

"Excuse me sir, sorry to interrupt." Arman said politely.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Reza without looking at Arman.

"Sorry sir, I just got a phone call from Mr. Martin. He asked me to tell my father about the condition of Lira's mother who was rushed to the hospital."

"What?! What did you just say? What's wrong with my wife?" Reza asked with a surprised face.

"The father's wife, Ms. Lira was rushed to the hospital because"

Arman had not finished his sentence, but Reza immediately grabbed the keys to his car and cell phone on the table and immediately left the room quickly. He no longer cares about his work. All he had in mind right now was his wife. The shadow of the weakly lying Lira turned back in her mind.

Reza did not even return the greetings of the employees who met him. His mind was too troubled to think of his beloved wife.

Seeing his rapid departure, Arman made a rude sigh. If it's like this, the address will be overtime and come home late again. However, Arman could not do anything because it was all out of Reza's control. Which husband is happy to hear his wife was rushed to the hospital? If it happened to Bela, of course Arman would feel the same as Reza felt.

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Reza arrived at his family's hospital very quickly. Worries about his wife led Reza to drive his car at above average speeds. He no longer cared about his safety. Though Lira has often reminded to always be careful when driving. At this crucial moment, Reza remembers nothing but his wife.

Arriving at the Lira's treatment room, Reza went straight inside. He could not hide his concerns when he heard his wife had to be rushed back to the hospital. His arrival was even greeted with a sharp gaze from Martin who was furious because Reza did not pick up his phone.

"Where are you from, Za? Why don't you pick up papa's phone?" Martin asked in a stifled angry tone for not wanting to disturb his beloved daughter-in-law who was fast asleep.

"Sorry pa, Reza was in silent so don't know if papa called." Answer Reza honestly.

"Other times as busy as you are, hp should still be checked, so as not to believe anymore." Timpal Irma was no less upset.

"Yes ma, sorry." Reza bowed with a sorry face. "Why can Lira be this, ma? Who are the kids with?" Continue with a sad face.

"Since you left for the office, Lira didn't want to eat at all. Mama persuaded him but he still did not want to. After lunch, Lira still does not want to eat either. He kept vomiting, didn't stop. Panicked, we took Lira to the hospital. Mama asked papa for your phone, but you didn't pick up." Sahut Irma. "The children were sent to Bi Mirna and Bu Nur to take care. They were crying to come here, but Mom forbid. Mama persuaded them to buy a lot of chocolate, just to want diem," continued Irma.

Reza stared at his wife's pale face. He did not expect, Lira's pregnancy this time was so heavy that she had to be hospitalized again. Reza sat next to the sleeping Lira. Threw a small hand attached to the infusion hose, then kissed it with a friendly. The lira's hands are getting smaller. Seen from his bones protruding out.

"Ma, is Reza too selfish for wanting a lot of kids?" Reza asked with a raucous voice holding back the cries.

"You mean?"

"Yes ma. Reza felt too selfish to have to sacrifice Reza's own wife. Reza wants to have a lot of children, but Reza does not think about how the impact on Lira. He's the one who's got to take it all."

Irma was so confused that she didn't know what to answer. Seeing that, Indah also helped him to answer Reza's question that sounded so sad because of self-blame.

"Son Reza, this has become the nature of the Lira as a woman. It's not even just Lira who feels this. Many women out there who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the sake of their child can be born into the world. In Islam, women are highly respected. As for a mother, her degree is three times higher than that of a father because the Prophet calls mother three times, only father. Nak Reza should be grateful because God has entrusted you back with entrusting the trust in the form of a child in the womb of the Lira. As the Word of God says in QS. An-Nahl verse 72 means:

“God made for you wives of your own kind and made for you from your wives, children and grandchildren, and gave you the sustenance of the good. Why then do they believe in the wicked and deny the favor of Allah?”

"Son Reza is also not wrong if you want a lot of children. Because in Islam, we are encouraged to have many children, with a sacred purpose and purpose following ‘Syari’at Rabbul ‘Alamin among which the most important is to multiply the people of the Prophet Shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam. So, Son Reza stopped blaming herself. Be thankful and take care of what God has given you. Educate your children to be righteous and righteous children who always remember their Lord." Obviously Beautiful at length.

Reza felt calmer after getting an explanation from her in-laws who were so touching her heart and soul. Reza just remembered, he had also read a hadith about the relationship between property and children.

"Oh God! Question his wealth and (question) his son and bless what you have given him” (HR. Bukhari)

"Thank you ma'am, I've learned Reza about this. God willing, Reza will strive to educate our children to be righteous and righteous."

"Together." Answer Beautiful soft. "Yes, now Nak Reza please take care of Lira first. Mom wants to go home first, make lira porridge all over the kids. I'll be here again."

"Eh, we'll go back to the deck. I want to go home to see the kids." Timpal Irma fast.

Since feeling close to Indah, Irma immediately changed her call to be more familiar. Irma felt the call she had once attached to her iron impressed like a stranger. After the new call, they became closer like brothers.

"Yes, ma'am."

Irma, Beautiful and Martin went straight home. They could not bear to leave their two grandchildren at home, who must be lonely.

Reza and Lira live in a luxurious treatment room that seems not like a sick care room, but a hotel room. All the facilities in the Lira treatment room look luxurious and elegant. It was all at Martin's request, the owner of the hospital. Martin wants his favorite son-in-law to get the best service. In addition, Martin wants his favorite son-in-law to feel comfortable during his hospital stay.

Reza didn't take his hand off Lira's hand. Occasionally a warm kiss he gave to the tiny hands of Lira. Reza rubbed gently on Lira's cheeks which had looked thin because Lira had no appetite. Until Reza felt Lira's fingers move in her grasp. Lira blinked her heavy eyes. When she managed to open her eyes, Lira saw the handsome face of the man she loved smiling at her. Lira could only reply to him with a faint smile.

"Alhamdulillah, finally dear well." Reza said gratefully as she kissed Lira's hand many times.

"Have you been here long?" Ask Lira slowly.

"Yes dear. It was fitting to hear if dear enter the hospital, mas directly here. I'm sorry, I'm too busy to forget the same darling."

"No papa, mas. Our responsibility is not only to the Lira and the children, but also to all the employees in the office. She also works for Lira and the kids. So don't feel guilty about it."

"Yes dear." The answer is no less gentle. "Oh yeah, what do you want to eat? Let's buy it."

"But baby still has to eat, so just a little. Kasian dedek in the stomach is not dapet nutri if dear do not eat."

"But Lira can't mas."

Lira immediately sobbed. It is not his will not eat. Which mother would let her baby grow without nutrition? Of course the Lira doesn't want that. However, Lira was helpless. Every time he smelled food, the lira would spit out all of his stomach until it was gone.

Reza immediately hugged the tiny body of Lira affectionately. He becomes guilty of forcing Lira to eat too much.

"Sorry baby. Sorry for making love to eat. But later if you want to eat something, immediately say the same mas, yes."

Lira just nodded. It felt so comfortable to be in her husband's warm embrace as he drooped like this.

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Getting word from her husband about the entry of Lira to the hospital, Bela immediately asked permission to visit her best friend. Earlier, Bela left her two children to Martin's house so they could play with the Lira children who were supervised directly by the baby sitter and Martin's home assistants.

He took a taxi to the hospital. Not to forget also Bela brought hand fruit in the form of a basket containing fresh fruits. Bela heard from Indah, if Lira has no appetite. Any food that goes into his mouth, will be spewed out without any residue. Therefore, Bela took the initiative to bring fruits. If the Lira can't smell the food, Bela hopes that at least the fruits can help fill the empty lira's stomach a little.

Arriving in front of the Lira treatment room, Bela directly knocked on the door while saying her regards. After getting a reply from within, Bela went straight in. Lira smiled happily at the arrival of her best friend whom she missed. Especially lately, they rarely meet because of their busy life as a housewife who takes care of two children. And Bela who often returns home to see her parents who are often sickly.

"How are you, Ra?" Ask Bela after putting a fruit basket on a glass table not far from the bed Lira.

"Alhamdulillah, it's lightening Bel. Who are you here with?"

"I came by myself. My kids go to papa's house. Let's play with Inas and Haidar."

"The kids aren't fussy, are they?" Tanya Lira was worried.

"No. They're really henchmen. Moreover, they get a lot of chocolate from mama, so they add the herd."

"Alhamdulillah. I'm so worried about the kids."

"Udah, you calm down. What is important now is that you have to rest a lot and do not forget to keep eating. Let's just a little, as long as there's food going into the stomach."

"But my mouth is hooked, Bel," said Lira.

"Where to eat fruit? Want huh?" Persuade Bela.

"When I throw up again, what?" Tanya Lira hesitated.

"Try it first."

Bela began to peel the lira one fresh red apple. After which, Bela fed the Lira painstakingly bit by bit. Surprisingly, Lira did not feel nausea at all. Lira even finished one of the apples voraciously and asked Bela to peel one more for her. Of course Bela would be happy to do.

Not only Bela who was happy to see the Lira who spent the apples, Reza was much happier because Lira wanted to eat even if it was just apples. Reza smiled happily and gave thanks in her heart.

The closeness between Lira and Bela is unquestionable. They can even be said to be like siblings who love each other. Seeing how they interacted with the soft language, Reza was grateful that Lira had a friend as good as Bela who cared so much for her.

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One hour has Bela swiped Lira in the hospital. During that hour, many things they tell about the growth and funny behavior of their children who always invite laughter. Not to forget, they also tell funny things that happen around them. Although still in a limp state, but Lira can still joke and laugh with her best friend, until she ignores her husband who sits next to her.

Feeling enough with their meeting, now is the time for Bela to say goodbye because she can not linger leaving her second child who is still breastfeeding. Bela hugged Lira while gently rubbing her flat stomach.

"I'm going home first. I'm sorry I couldn't stay for long, but the kids are at home."

"Yes, not papa. You came here, I'm so happy."

"Don't forget to eat. Remember her foetal grandpa needs nutrition."

"Yes. It's a real onion." Sahut Lira dengawajah.

"Belvin. Wlee!"

"Ih, bummer."

"Udah ah, I'm home ya mas."

"Yes. Thanks Bel, I'd like to come with Nengokin Lira. Be careful on the road."

"Together, mas. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam Warahmatullah." Answer Lira and Reza together.

After Bela left, Reza again sat down at the side of the bed while tasting Lira's flat stomach and rubbing it gently. Lira put her hand on the back of Reza's hand which still continued to wipe her flat stomach.

"There is another seneng nih, out of the arrival of good sabahat until mas dicuekin." Said Reza by pretending to put on a sullen face.

"Eh, not that. Lira was alone because it had not met Bela for a long time. I know for myself, Bela often returns home, so rarely play at home. I'm sorry, Lira didn't mean to nyuekin mas." Answer Lira feels guilty.

"Mas's just kidding me, baby. Precisely grateful and grateful to Bela for making my wife so cheerful again. And most importantly, Bela has succeeded in persuading the love of eating greedily."

Lira smiled too. True said Reza, he should be grateful and thank Bela who has managed to make him eat greedily without feeling nauseous at all.

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