Fistfuls

Forgive Me

Sorry just to say hello to you guys again, yesterday was not healthy, had to up every day in another place, it was forced to make nulis, because it was related to the contract. And I win the story of Gita and Indra, sorry once again. Hopefully in the future more diligent updates. Make you take care of your health because in this weather it is very vulnerable.

And to the friends of all who are in a difficult time because of disaster, may Allah give health and strength and fortitude to all. Let us pray for our brothers who are being affected by the disaster, may the disaster soon pass. Aaminn🤲

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The doctor had already examined the Gita a while ago, giving the woman medicine. The doctor said that Gita only had a normal fever, because the girl's physique was just a fever, but the girl's soul was being shaken violently, due to self-disappointment.

"To deal with Miss Gita's emotional state you can come directly to the expert doctor, I think Miss Gita needs it at this time," explained the family doctor after hearing Mama's explanation about Gita's mental condition.

"Do doctors have any advice, like doctors have a psychiatrist friend?" ask Indra, because she has no friends with the profession.

The doctor nodded, "There, he is one of my colleagues, I will tell you when he can be found," said the middle-aged doctor.

"Okay Doc, thanks for waiting,"

After that, the doctor said goodbye. Since his task of winning was done, he could not handle outside the confines of his profession.

"So, Gita's been like this long enough?" ask Papa.

Indra nodded, "A few months after Pa's marriage, I didn't know it would happen like this, usually Gita would lock herself in the room for a day, after that he again looks fine," explained Indra Gita condition some time lately.

"We have actually made efforts, advice from doctors to get pregnant programs and so on. We have also done an examination, and we are both declared healthy" explained the young man.

"Maybe Gita is affected by someone's words so much that she blames herself like this," Papa looked down at the face of her only daughter.

"Let's see Pa, when I asked him he never answered. But every time he came home from a gathering with his friends he was always like that, locked himself up blaming himself, after I gave advice he must be quiet and shut up like I said before," clearly Indra again.

Mama and Papa sighed almost simultaneously, feeling pity for their daughter.

"I've actually never had a problem with any of that, because I'm sure one day we'll be trusted." Indra, who had been sitting next to the bed next to his wife, now held the hand of his beloved wife.

Suddenly the girl's two eyelids opened, "Abang? How come you're home?" ask her with a raucous voice.

Indra smiled, but that smile implied a sadness in it.

"There's Papa and Mama, they're worried about you." Indra did not answer his wife's question, he actually helped Gita to sit down.

"Papa does not want you to look okay in front of us, when you are actually not okay," said Papa made Gita gasp.

"I mean Papa?" it turns out that the woman is still pretending not to understand the words of the Papa.

"Here you go, let Gita rest first. Her body is also still hot, for that one we'll talk about later after she's healed." Mama feels that this time is not the time to ask something to the girl, let alone the condition of her body is not healthy.

Papa knows the breath, "Alright, now you rest. Papa's going back to the office. Indra please think about Papa's proposal." Papa left the room without any intention of listening to them.

After Papa's departure, Gita immediately hit the body sitting in front of him with a tearful cry, "Abang, forgive me. I always let you down." He hugged the body of the husband.

Gita nodded in the arms of her husband.

Mama who saw it was powerless to shed tears, she remembered her past that did not take care of her two children at all since childhood.

"Why don't you want to say this in front of Papa?" tanya Indra felt awkward with the attitude of the wife who seemed to cover this problem from the Papa.

"I'm sorry Bang, I don't want you to be blamed for this. I know what Papa's character is like," he said after that break away from the husband's embrace and take turns hugging the Mama.

"Ma, I'm sorry Gita has worried Mama. I'm fine Ma, Mama calm down, yes" he said in his arms.

Mama shook her head, "Mama knows you're not okay baby. Be patient, Mama is sure one day she will grow up here." Mama rubbed Gita's flat stomach with a smile.

Gita nodded, "Yes Ma" he said. But in my heart, no matter what she feels, she may look fine in front of them, but in her own time she is not that good.

"Papa already knew about this matter, but it seems that Papa wanted to know directly from you, did anyone intentionally offend you because of this? Looks like Papa will ask that, you know for yourself what your Papa's nature is?" said Mama explained Papa's ambiguous speech earlier.

Gita shook her head, "No Ma, I just feel useless being a wife. All of my married friends they've got a baby, and I haven't" he said honestly.

"Now do not think about it first, the most important thing is your healing, rest assured that one day the trust will be entrusted to you by God." Mama Said.

Gita hugged her body tightly again, looking for comfort there. A different comfort when hugging the husband.

Every day Mama accompanied her daughter, even when she ate her feed, she took advantage of this day to be with her daughter, because tomorrow she had to return to her home in Bandung to accompany her husband. Today let her husband be at her parents' house.

Even at night, Mama decided to stay at the house of her son and daughter-in-law.

"Let Mama sleep with your wife tonight, yes," Mama asked her daughter-in-law when they were having dinner, while Gita had been asleep since the Maghreb's end.

Indra nodded, "Iya Ma, sleep with Gita tonight, hopefully she will get better tomorrow. Maybe Gita needs Mama, too" she said.

Mama smiled and nodded, "Thank you, tomorrow Mama has to go back to Bandung, let's miss Mama more treated, and sorry you have to sleep alone tonight," he said.

"Yes Ma, it's okay to sleep alone first." Indra chuckled after saying that.

After dinner, Mama prepares dinner for Gita, because her daughter has not eaten. Bringing the food to the room, when opening the room turned out Gita was awake, sitting in front of the dressing table while contemplating, I don't know what the daughter was thinking.

"Eat first, son," said Mama made Gita surprised.

"Mama! I thought Mama had come home" said Gita he got up to her.

"Mama wants to stay here, accompany you to sleep. Indra had allowed it," Mama smiled as she tried to calmly face her daughter, though in her little heart she felt pain from seeing her daughter like that. Mama knows, Gita is still thinking about the child, and may still blame herself. I can't imagine how much the princess suffered.

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