Dear, Soul!!

Perplexities.

Fauzi had just returned after taking care of several related administrations regarding Salwa's treatment at the hospital. With a sweet smile, Fauzi put his foot back in his wife's care room.

“Fauzi, My father's same mother where?”

Only then did Fauzi realize, that he had not informed his parents and also in-laws about Salwa who had an accident this morning. Even so, the question Salwa caught by her ears now felt a little different than usual. Salwa never again made it clear to mention her Mother and Father by the word 'me', because for Salwa after her marriage yesterday, Mother and Father were Fauzi's Mother and Father as well. But Fauzi did not care after his memory returned to remember that he had not informed his family.

“God.. I forgot about them. Where's the phone, baby? I should tell them we're here”

Salwa handed back Fauzi's cell phone.

"Why are you coming home?"

"Going home? Where's my dear?"

"You're not going to college? You're not going to college here?"

Fauzi looked at Salwa, what his wife was questioning now was what happened in the past.

"Darling, can you remember anything else now??"

"What thing?" Salwa asked confusedly.

"What happened in the past? Like about me not attending college?"

Salwa looked at Fauzi in confusion.

"Why was that in the past? Isn't it now you...??"

Fauzi got a notification on his phone, making him take his eyes off Salwa and open his phone.

"Gosh, I was gonna call Mom and Dad"

Fauzi no longer continued his chat with Salwa, his attention was diverted to calling his Mother and Father.

"Np.. Fauzi.."

"Yes baby?" Fauzi response fast.

“Ka-if Brother Farhan? Does he know I'm here?” Salwa asked hesitantly.

“Farhan?” Fauzi was confused. Why did his wife ask about Farhan. What her memory touches on Farhan now. “A-I don't think he knows that we're here, I haven't told Farhan that you were in an accident. Why?”

“Ga-no, I just aska” said Salwa smiled awkwardly.

Fauzi was confused, why suddenly his wife asked about Farhan. And even more confusing, is Salwa who looks as if she remembers everything. Although he showed a confused expression, but it was more obvious that he was like someone who was hiding something.

Fauzi, who had previously intended to contact his mother and father, had to be delayed because his phone was now ringing in from Farhan.

“Ah Farhan, why suddenly call” Gumam Fauzi.

“Si-who??” Salwa asked in surprise.

“Farhan, babe.”

Salwa looks a little frightened knowing that the incoming call that Fauzi will answer, is an incoming call from Farhan. Seeing his wife's expression, it clearly created many question marks in Fauzi's mind, but he did not shower his wife with questions considering Salwa had just come to her senses from the accident.

“Halo, Han?”

“Zi, Lu in Hospital?”

“Yes, I'm in the hospital. You know where you're from?”

Fauzi glanced at Salwa who looked the eighth now.

“Lu with Salwa now??”

“Iya, why?” Fauzi asked in confusion.

“Share location Hospital, I need to go there to straighten something”

“What's the matter, Han?”

“Udah send aja location”

Fauzi's phone was disconnected and confusion was widening now. What problems Farhan wanted to get straight and again, Farhan knew where they were in the hospital.

“Darling, did you tell Farhan that we were in the hospital?”

Salwa was surprised, although still showing a smile that clearly looks awkward mixed with behavior.

“I-iya.. What did Farhan's brother say?”

“She said, she wants to come here to straighten something”

“A-what? Glurusin what??”

“I also don't know baby, he just said like that”

The expression of fear mixed with uneasiness more clearly visible on Salwa's face, making Fauzi no longer able to not ask, about what makes his beloved wife look so worried.

“Why you, baby? What's up?”

“Ah?? Eng is okay” replied Salwa trying to cover her anxiety.

“If there's something, say the same to me dear. You look worried and agitated, what's up?”

Salwa shook her head and smiled. “Nothing kok” He replied later.

Fauzi no longer asked, clearly visible his wife is hiding something at this time, but he does not want to make his wife depressed with his question.

“Ga-no kok” replied Salwa smiling awkwardly. “Farhan already walked here?”

“Iya, he asked me to send our location and it looks like he came straight here”

“O-oh so..”

Salwa averted her eyes, she pressed her fingers against each other, increasingly revealing that she was nervous right now.

“A-anu.. Babe..”

“Iya.” Fauzi replied quickly.

“A-I want to eat bread, can you not buy me bread?”

“You want what bread baby, let me ask Farhan to stop by to buy”

“Ga-no.. I want you to buyin”

Fauzi looked at his wife confusedly.

“I want to eat bread bought with you.” Rajuk Salwa's.

Fauzi smiled, and stroked his wife's cheek.

“Already, wait here for a minute” Fauzi said with a smile.

Salwa breathed a sigh of relief as Fauzi stepped out, hoping to meet Farhan first before Fauzi returned from buying the bread he wanted.

Salwa's wish was realized, the door of her hospital room was knocked, and someone stepped in who was none other than Farhan.

“Kak Farhan.” Salwa Seru. “Kak kenap.” As Salwa had not finished her words, she was shocked by someone walking in behind Farhan. “Ni-Nina??” Salwa asked to confirm what she was currently doing.

Nina, with her belly growing, tailed behind her husband with her hand held tightly by Farhan. Salwa, who saw Farhan clasping Nina's hand tightly, was confused and astonished.

“Salwa, how are you??” Nina said and quickly stepped closer to Salwa.

Salwa did not reply, she was astonished to see what her sense of sight was currently catching.

“Show slowly..” Farhan cried worried about Nina.

Salwa is further astonished to see Farhan calling Nina 'honey', and clearly looks so worried about Nina.

“Ke-why did you guys come together? And again.. Darling?? Brother Farhan called Nina dear??” salwa asked who was increasingly confused and astonished by the circumstances presented to her.

Farhan and Nina looked at each other at Salwa's question.

“Maybe Salwa forget again now.” Nina told Farhan. As Nina knows, Salwa is suffering from Alzheimer's now, so her memory is troubled.

“But I don't think dear, you remember the message that Salwa sent earlier.”

“Kak Farhan can't see Nina's message?” Ask Salwa who was surprised. “A-what does Nina know about us now?”

It was not only Salwa who was confused now, Farhan and Nina were also confused. As if there was a mistake in their understanding with the understanding that Salwa currently has.

“Salva.. I'm the same.”

Nina tries to explain to Salwa what is really going on right now. Nina is confused as to whether Salwa's memory is troubled due to her Alzheimer's or something else. But Nina must explain everything so that Salwa's misunderstanding can be cleared up.

“Nina, why is your stomach? Why so big? You sick??” Salwa's question showed her concern also clarified Nina's state of confusion.

Nina held her stomach, stroking her baby with Farhan who was still in the womb.

“My stomach is big, because I am pregnant Salwa” replied Nina explaining her condition.

“Ha-pregnant?? You pregnant?? Why could?? Who's Nina's child pregnant?? Your stomach is still small.”

Nina and Farhan looked at each other again, confused by what Salwa said. Neither Farhan nor Nina is aware that Salwa is Alzheimer's. What Salwa is showing now, makes Farhan and Nina even more confused than the condition that Salwa had shown as Alzheimer's.

"Yes-yes, I-I'm pregnant with Farhan's child.”

Salwa's cornea widened, she was so shocked by Nina's reply.

“A-Sons Farhan??”

“Yes, Farhan is my husband.”

Salwa was even more shocked now to hear Nina's reply. He no longer asked and only gaped as if he could not believe what Nina had said.

“Oh, you have arrived..” Said Fauzi who had just returned after giving Salwa the bread she wanted.

Fauzi was confused, he who had just come to be greeted by a look of wonder from the eyes of Farhan and Nina, plus his wife who looked so shocked now.

“What's up?” Fauzi asked in confusion.

“Fa-Fauzi.. Nina's pregnant? Farhan's son? Farhan Nina's husband?” Salwa asked her husband, who approached her with the plastic bread she wanted.

“Iya darling, what's up??”

“Se-actually what happened???”

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