Duren Palm

Stella (Revision)

Trying to hold back emotions. Ardi decided to leave from there, walking towards the restaurant that was on the top floor. And it did not take long, he was already in the restaurant and chose to sit near the wall made of glass.

"Based on a snot boy" he said. He clenched his hands to form a fist. Ardi was angry, he was angry to see another man approaching his incarcerated girl. "Observe you."

With a raging feeling, Ardi raised his hand, ordering a glass of cappucino at the waiter who worked there. He really hopes a glass of drinks that contain sugar can slightly relieve the heart that is not care. Before long, Ardi's order arrived. He enjoyed the drink then reached into the cell phone in the pocket of his pants. Reply to a message from my father.

[I was at the restaurant on the top floor of Matahari Mall. Please call him, I won't wait long.]

Ardi's view looked far away.

He looked at the people walking outside the restaurant with happy faces.

"I miss you, Stella .." her sigh softly, exhaling a heavy breath. It was as if there was a large stone piercing the chest.

Stella, a figure he knows since sitting in high school. The woman who made Ardi always failed to move on. The first and forever the first woman will be the first. Because of the beauty, intelligence and insight that Stella has, making Ardi feel at home with her. A woman with a million charms that she has never seen in any woman. From face to physique is almost near perfect. Has a sharp nose, thin cheeks, smooth lips and thick eyebrows. Similar to arabic. Only, the girl was so ambitious about education. He even rejected Ardi's proposal and chose to study abroad.

Ardi, who was afraid of losing, inevitably ended up obeying Stella's wishes.

They went to college together and earned an S1 degree when they were just 21 years old. After that to get an S2 degree, they took the Master by Coursework program in Hong Kong for 2 years. He then continued his PhD program in Denmark for 3 years to receive his S3 degree.

There are many twists and turns in the relationship they have built over the years, but both of them can get through it very well, until finally they held a wedding in Denmark which was only attended by family and closest relatives only.

After returning to Indonesia, Ardi was busy with work at his father's company and also began to become a lecturer at Harapan University in Semarang. While Stella, decided to enjoy her role as the new wife of 2 months he slung.

Their home life is very harmonious. Ardi loved his wife so much, and vice versa. He never felt sad or angry. He would laugh with his wife.

That afternoon, Ardi was in his father's office. He was planning a birthday party for himself. From calling the restaurant manager to the jewelry store. He did it all for his beloved wife, Stella.

You are something dear .. I am the birthday but I am the one who prepares everything. Ardi. Twist the pen in hand. Glance at the clock on the wall. "Why did it take so long to turn around?" skink.

In another corner of Semarang.

Honey, where are you? You didn't forget our dinner, did you? Ask Ardi who's across the phone.

"Yes, Mas .. I'm again OTW, here." Stella answered briefly. Walking out of the Harapan Bunda Hospital with a smile fluffy on his marble face.

We'll meet in an hour.

"Yes, yeah, really, really, really."

Smiling, Stella decided on the call with her face raised. Look at the USG paper in hand with teary eyes. "Just keep it healthy, yeah, son." Swiping the stomach still flat. She was happy to accept the fact that she was going to be a mother.

Stella got into the car online that was waiting for her. "Mas, please stop at Olive's boutique later."

"Yes, Ma'am," said the driver.

Arriving in front of the shop.

Stella walks into the boutique, carefully choosing a few ties for Ardi's gift. And the choice is anchored on a brown tie. May Ardi like it, Inner Stella. He grabbed a heart-shaped piece of paper and wrote something on it.

"Sir, please wrap this tie, yes. All this." Stella gave 1 sheet of USG paper, and a small paper that she had filled in with handwriting.

In restaurant.

Wah ... wah .. wah .. I'm so great, Stella must be happy with this surprise. I prepare this romantic luxury food just for you, dear .. and be prepared tonight you will eat.

Ardi occasionally tidied the tableware that was actually neatly arranged.

He put down a bouquet of red roses, a jewelry box and turned on the candles.

"Everything's sorted out, right?" ask Ardi to the restaurant manager.

"Already, Mas. Chef had everything ready and the Saxophone player was ready on stage, too" the restaurant manager politely replied.

"All right, thank you. I'm sure my wife will love all this, even more so Saxophone classical music."

Ardi's phone vibrated and his wife's name was seen on her phone screen. Smile is perfect when you find out that Stella is in front of the restaurant.

"Wait for me, baby." Muttering softly, Ardi waved at Stella who was across the street. Pulling full both ends of the lips as a symbol of how happy he is. But unfortunately, fate befalls. When Stella began to cross, suddenly there was a motor vehicle that drove fast and managed to hit the skinny body of Stella to bounce as far as two meters. His body stopped rolling after hitting a roadblock.

"Stella!"

Like a madman. Ardi crossed over like he had lost his mind. He was clenching Stella's weak body that was covered in blood.

"The moon! Please call an ambulance!" ardi shouted with a voice that shook violently. He tightened his embrace. With trembling hands he tidied up the haircut that covered almost the entire face of Stella.

"Honey, hang on .." said Ardi lirih. His feelings were more uncertain when he saw blood continuously coming out of the back of Stella's head.

The atmosphere in front of the restaurant was very tense. Many people gathered to witness the bloody incident.

Not long after, the ambulance arrived. Ardi was accompanied by Stella's body which had received first aid. Along the way, he kissed Stella's hand. Pray for God to save his beloved wife. But fate says something else. The poor woman died on the way to the hospital.

Only one sentence can be said Stella before death pick her up.

"Pardon me, and b-be happy."

Stella said that with a stammer. Then his last breath was accompanied by a roaring cry from Ardi.

In the hospital's empty room.

Ardi opened the gift his wife had prepared.

There he saw a brown tie that had been mixed with blood, a piece of USG paper that said the gestational age had stepped on 4 weeks. Ardi's tears broke again, not expecting the person he loved to leave for ever.