Damar For Kinanti

henceforth

Yoga sat down lethargic with his pale face, in his hands there was even the remaining blood of his wife.

While from the end of the hospital corridor, Rakha was seen who did not even dare to approach,

his body still felt the remaining trembling.

His heart was running around incoherently even though it had been an hour more he stood waiting.

" Clean yourself in the toilet.." Damar sat next to Yoga.

Yoga did not reply, his gaze blankly towards the floor.

Seeing that Damar and Kinanti exchanged glances,

" Buy Nan's wet wipes.all call Mbak Winda and Kaila," hearing her husband's orders Kinanti nodded and walked away.

" You come with me, we talk outside," asked Kinanti as she walked in front of Rakha who was standing by.

" I've taken care of her really." I heard the voice of Yoga softly,

" I've been taking care of our son really very well." added Yoga with a vibrating voice.

Damar stared at the pale fingers of Yoga fingers also trembling, he said,

he immediately threw his eyes away in the other direction because he could not bear it.

" Pray.." said Damar also did not know to calm Yoga in any way.

About thirty minutes later a nurse approached.

" Yoga Doctor, please go into the doctor's office Deddy.."

Hearing the nurse's words Yoga got up quickly, and,

He walked to the room of the obstetrician who was famous in this city.

" Yog?!" greet the doctor who was about fifty years old.

" My wife doc?" ask Yoga without sitting down.

" Sit down. calm yourself down,"

" i'm a husband here, doc??" Yoga is running out of energy.

" i know Yog, so calm down, the rescue action on the mother and fetus has been carried out.."

" ma??" Yoga stuttered in disbelief,

" of course there's still.." doctor Deddy smiled as he nodded.

" can you hold Doc??" ask Yoga again,

" he survives, thankfully you're moving fast.."

hearing that Yoga fell silent, he was relieved, but he could not be too happy, his gaze withered again.

" I know what you're thinking, we're doing our best to keep your wife pregnant..

with your consent of course

we must immediately carry out binding surgery to prevent future miscarriages.."

Yoga is still withering, though,

" there's nothing I can be sure of before the binding surgery, after which we keep an eye on the progress." said Dr. Deddy.

" Do the doc. I want to see my wife's smile, not her tears.." Yoga is so hopeful.

Damar waited beside the door of Doctor Deddy's room anxiously.

" How about Yog?!" Damar greeted his sister who came out of the doctor's room with questions.

Yoga nodded, his face looked different, calmer and his paler faded.

" Thank God." said Damar as he closed his eyes, in his heart full of gratitude, because if something sad happened, he would not be able to see how the decline of Yoga and Dinda.

" All will be well." said Damar while embracing Yoga.

When feeling the embrace of Damar, the heart that had been strong began to decay.

His eyes full of blank stares began to be in tears,

yoga's shoulders shook violently, hiding her tear-filled face on Damar's shoulders.

At first Damar was astonished, he never found this absorbent Yoga, but a few minutes later Damar realized, that Yoga is still an ordinary human being, no matter how much he saw the pain of others, he said, not sure he could see his wife's pain.

" Be calm." said Damar patting Yoga on the back like a father who calms his son.

There is not a single sound that comes out of the mouth of Yoga, other than the stuffing that is held so that others do not hear it.

From a distance Kinanti and Rakha looked at Damar and Yoga,

" Nan..??" call Rakha soft, her face filled with fear when she saw Yoga crying in Damar's arms.

Kinanti did not reply, the look on her face was no less anxious, though,

ignoring Rakha who called out to her, she immediately walked as fast as she could towards her husband.

Yoga fell asleep on a long sofa that was not far from the patient's bed, of course he was tired, some parts of his body also still hurt because of Rakha's blow.

Meanwhile, Dinda, the woman had opened her eyes earlier, watching her husband who was sound asleep.

The woman moved, trying to get up, but her intention was stopped because there was pain in her lower abdomen.

Throwing his gaze at the window, the curtain was tightly closed, but from the clock he knew it was midnight.

The sleeping yoga somehow suddenly opened his eyes,

he got up and got closer to the bed,

" Thirsty?" tanya Yoga stroked his wife's forehead.

Dinda shook her head slowly,

" go back to sleep then.." Yoga kissed his wife's forehead while smiling.

Dinda did not answer, but her eyes could not be separated from her husband's face,

" why? is anyone sick??" tanya Yoga because his wife was silent.

Dinda still did not answer, long enough the two looked, until finally Yoga saw a tear that fell from the corner of his wife's eyes.

" Yes." said the man while nodding, he realized there was something he had to explain to Dinda,

" I'm guilty, I'm sorry." he continued, holding Dinda's hand and kissing her.

Hearing that Dinda's cry broke, she sobbed sobbing in front of her husband.

" I'm sorry?? forgive me??" Yoga could not bear to see the pale face filled with tears, in his wife's embrace.

" I'm like this because I love you. Don't want you to be disappointed and hurt..?" yoga still tightly hugged his wife.

" I'm really pregnant..?" dinda's voice rattled in between sobs, she still couldn't believe what was happening, but the doctors said she almost had a miscarriage.

Days change weeks, things get better and quiet, including Adinda.

" I'm going to graduate first, so don't get me pregnant first, my husband!" firmly Kaila while slicing mango.

Joseph who sat on the porch chair just grinned.

" Sok sok do not want, know tau distended..!" damar's taunts put Kaila to shame,

" lh! you still have a grudge against me?"

" who is vengeful, who has lost you, why should I be vengeful." Damar replied drinking his coffee.

" Mom?! your husband?!" kaila complains to Kinanti,

" It's not bad that he's the most confused when you're hard." Kinanti said throwing a smile.

From a distance, Dinda and Yoga approached,

" lha? where's mbah uti?" ask Damar, please,

" mbah uti sleep, then we go there again." replied Yoga continued to walk closer until finally reached the terrace and sat down.

" This is the water guava.." Dinda handed over a bag of water guava that grew lush beside the house of Mbah uti to Kaila.

" Well, come on. the cut section cuts.." Yoga told Kaila.

" What's your college guy La?! don't play and keep playing?!" imbuh Yoga's.

" This is also yes, eleven twelve with mas Damar, I always come home on time and anywhere with my husband?! ask the guy directly?!" Kaila pointed at Joseph, and Joseph just smiled.

" Already.. later purik.." interrupted Dinda who sat on the carpet, right next to Kinan and Kaila.

As the family gathered and talked warmly, a car stopped in the distance.

The car stopped for about 10 minutes and no one got out of the car.

" Whose car?" yusuf asked curiously to make the others want to not look.

Dinda's face turned tense instantly, and Yoga caught the tension.

" Let me do the talking, I'll teach you a lesson if he's not covered yet." Damar rose, but Yoga prevented him.

" Don't let me learn to solve my own problems..

I can't keep hiding under your armpits." said Yoga with a calm face.

" No." Dinda's voice interjected, she pulled on her husband's arm.

" We forget it, don't fight anymore." Dinda's face was anxious, as well as the others.

" Amany mas?!" Joseph interrupted,

" no need to Suf.." answered Yoga, rise up,

" i told you not to??!" Dinda pulled her husband.

" I'm not going to fight. Just stay here eating rujak.." said Yoga walked away from the terrace and walked closer to the car parked next to the village road.

" Tok tok!" Yoga knocked on the black car glass,

and sure enough, when the glass was open, the figure of Rakha appeared from inside the car.

" Come down, let's talk" Yoga looks calm,

" I'm sorry I've always been a smart person to ruin the atmosphere." Rakha said in an awkward voice.

The two stood face to face, but there was already no sign of hostility between the two.

" Is it good?"

" who? me or my wife?" tanya Yoga could not be seen Rakha who occasionally bowed.

" You and Dinda." answered Rakha quietly,

" i've improved, if my wife..

you may ask him yourself, "Yoga turned to his wife for a moment and then went back to Rakha.

" No. it seems that he is healthy." said Rakha then long silent.

" Are you really not going in? there's Mas Damar there, won't you say anything?" ask Yoga to the man who has apologized to die to her while in the hospital.

" No. I'm here to see Dinda..

maybe for the last time." said Rakha looks sad and disappointed.

" You don't have to say that, I've accepted enough of your apologies and regrets that I think are quite sincere.." Yoga is trying to understand.

" No. I have to go if I really want to forget about Dinda..

therefore, I feel the need to say goodbye to you.."

" where are you going?"

by keeping busy, maybe I'll soon forget what happened here.."

Yoga sighed, he did want Rakha to forget about his wife, but seeing Rakha take the decision to leave, his heart was also uncomfortable.

" You don't have to make a decision to leave, you already know my wife is pregnant and she's weak.I'm sure you won't make her trouble again." said Yoga, but Rakha shook her head,

" I can't.as long as I can still see it this feeling won't probably diminish..

I think my chest is tight..

so I better go..

it's for our common good." Rakha's voice trembled, he stole a glance towards the Yoga terrace every once in a while, looking at Dinda's figure from a distance.

Dinda, who was sitting among her brothers, did not even look at her.

" It hurts a lot." murmured Rakha,

" all right. Give my regards to senpai..

I'll visit him when I'm healed of my broken heart.." Rakha reached out her hand, Yoga welcomed and the two shook hands.

" Don't waste it on Dinda. She's a good woman, though a little stubborn.." Rakha's message before she leaves goes by her car.

Bagas had fallen asleep, but Dinda was reluctant to leave him, until Yoga caught up with him.

" Want to sleep here?" tanya Yoga opened the door of Bagas' room.

" No, but still want to sleep next to her a little longer.." Dinda did not get up from her lying position.

Yoga approaching,

" Let's move into the room, it's almost midnight.." Yoga without question carried his wife, and moved her to their room.

" You have to take care of your health. don't stay up late." said yoga after laying his wife on the bed.

" You alone? why didn't you sleep last night? what was Rakha's mind coming over??" tanya Dinda ventured, because since noon he did not dare to ask or even discuss the arrival of Rakha.

Yoga smile, yoga smile,

" Why should I think?"

" did he say something that bothered your mind??"

Yoga shakes,

" he's saying goodbye.."

" bitch??" Dinda got up and sat down in front of her husband.

" Yes.he moved to central Java to open a new branch of his business.."

" bitch? at you?? since when have you guys been so familiar??" Dinda frowned.

" Sometimes after a fight, two men can become closer and closer.." Yoga pinched his wife's cheeks.

" Don't joke. That's right.." Dinda grumbled in disbelief,

" He promised he wouldn't bother my wife again.so why am I so upset?"

the look of Yoga's face looks calm when saying it, making Dinda sure that everything is fine now.

" Is there nothing else you're hiding from me??" ask Dinda later,

" what is that, baby??"

" don't know.. Whatever it is? big or small things..

please don't lie again even if it's for the good or it hurts me??"

Yoga sighed, and fell silent for a moment.

" Strue..?" dinda Pinta, please,

" no promise.. going forward will not keep anything secret anymore.." Yoga peeping his wife.

Kinanti woke up, she could not find her son and husband beside her.

The woman hurried out with the drowsiness that was still attached.

Her steps stopped in the middle room, from the window she could see her husband sitting in the gazebo while insulting the boobyhokan Gendhis.

The mature man in tannery was heard singing softly, while Gendhis was seen sleeping on his lap.

Kinanti walked over, and sat down beside her husband.

" Why not wake me up?"

Damar looked at his wife,

" why wake up, go back to sleep. Let Gendhis be with me.." he said as if not happy his wife was awake.

" Mad tomorrow will go to Surabaya.let me take Gendhis.." replied Kinan looks not calm because Gendhis was fussy starting to go home from the house Yoga this afternoon,

he felt at home playing with Bagas and did not want to be invited home, and his fuss carried over until night.

" I guess after sleeping he won't fuss anymore." Kinan added,

" He only whines for a moment, after I take him out he goes straight to sleep, you're tired all day cooking at Yoga's house, take a break.."

" My tired is gone, already..let's go in.." take Kinanti.

" Yes, come on," Damar got up with his daughter in his arms.

After laying his daughter down, Damar did not continue his sleep, he went back out and smoked.

" Something's bothering you??" Kinanti followed her husband while carrying warm tea.

" Which coffee?" asked Damar to look at the glass of tea in front of him.

" It's midnight, coffee time..

try to cut down on coffee, it's cigarettes.."

Damar chuckled at Kinan's grunts,

" why... afraid I'm sick and die fast??"

" huss!!" Kinanti shut Damar's mouth quickly.

" Well, by the way?!" Kinanti did not like the words of her husband carelessly.

" About how? I said something that will surely come to everyone.."

" Husse! no?!" no?!"

" you're that.." Damar again smiled, moved the glass of tea, then pulled Kinan into his arms.

" What do you think I work hard for when I am this age I can relax and enjoy my money with a little fun..

what do you think I built all my efforts next to my house for..?" Damar threw out the cigarette in his hand.

" I want us to spend more time..

because I never knew how long I could accompany you and our daughter..

I keep all my work well, all that for you and our children..

if one day I go after Aji first..

then I'll leave quietly, because I've left a lot of things.."

" What the hell is mas?!!" Kinanti hit her husband's chest, though,

" I don't want to listen to that kind of thing! you are still healthy and strong!" kinan Strictly.

" I'm just saying, someday.."

" just keep it! don't talk!"

seeing his wife like that Damar laughed, he held his wife again.

" My dear wife.Give me two more children.at least many take care of you when I'm not around.."

" goddessa?!! your mouth mas?!!" Kinanti silenced Damar's mouth.

" What if I go first?!" knock Kinanti, chirps,

Damar who had been smiling with a smile arrived silent, his expression turning serious.

" It's been a joke." he said looking agitated.

" What did I say from now on, good speech is fine?!, because it can be a prayer, where the hell is my mature and wise husband..?"

" I just.." Bows down, mamar,

" i'm actually afraid of the future. Seeing Yoga and Dinda makes me anxious.."

" what are you worried about?"

Damar shut up, though,

" a lot. anyway in fact I'm not as perfect as what people see." he said later, he said,

" Mas has given me and Gendhis the best..

I've even thought long enough for the survival of your wife's child when you're gone..

what is less than you?

maybe for others mas is not perfect, but for me and Gendhis mas is perfect.." Kinan asserted with a calm voice.

Hearing his wife's words made Damar's heart calm, apparently he was not wrong to have fought for Kinanti since the beginning.

He recalled the first time he visited the Kinanti house, where his heart was pounding for the first time when he saw a girl in a white uniform of ash,

if he did not know what the vibration meant, then now he knew clearly, that his heart had fallen on Kinanti since then.

Damar let out a long breath, though,

" It turns out that the wound is useful." said Damar suddenly remembered his bad memories in the past,

" because of the injuries I got first, I became more able to appreciate what I have now." Damar continued, caressing his wife,

" that's because you learn from the mistakes of people around you.." Damar smiled again.

" Nobody is perfect either. I can't be sure how we're going..

but as long as you look up to a responsibility, the feeling of pleasure is no longer a priority..

many households are destroyed just because they are based on a sense of pleasure or a sense of love that has faded..

they forget, that happy or not, maintaining the integrity of the household is a responsibility..

being faithful is also one of the obligations and responsibilities that have been chosen when two people decide to become one..

My skin can wrinkle, my beauty can fade..

I would be anxious all the time if I married someone who only had love for me..

but it's different, though,

from the beginning I took responsibility for myself..

the promise that I made to the deceased mas Aji, mas do well..

and I hope that this responsibility will be taken care of until the end." said Kinanti then rested her head on her husband's chest with resignation.

She never knew what would happen in the future, both with her and her husband,

but Kinanti was quite sure, that her husband was a male figure who was more concerned with his responsibility than his own pleasure.

" I love you Nan." said Damar whispered in his wife's ear, then sighed his wife's face and kissed her with deep affection.