Hate But Love

Eps. 105 (season 2)

"Don't... Don't take my baby.. No, no," muttered Zara deliriously. Zidan who was sleeping next to Zara woke up and immediately woke Zara up.

"Darling, what's wrong?" zidan said as he patted Zara's cheek gently.

"Don't take my baby... I beg you not to... Give her back." said Zara again. He sniffled but still closed his eyes. Zara gripped her bedsheet firmly. Zara cried and bit her own lower lip. Panicked Zidan immediately tried to wake Zara up.

"Zara, relax... Wake up, baby." said Zidan.

"No, no, no." cried Zara. He immediately woke up and his breath was blown. Zara covered her face with both hands while crying bitterly. He could not come out of the shadows.

Zidan held Zara in his arms. It was sad to see Zara like this. The accident left Zara traumatized. Even today Zara still blames herself for the passing of her baby.

"I'm always by your side, baby. Stop being sad" Zidan said gently. He kissed the top of Zara's head at a glance.

"Why Zidan? Why did God take our child so quickly... What's our fault Zidan." said Zara who is increasingly sobbing. His chest was painful and tight. Zidan was silent. He allowed Zara to shed all her grievances. Zidan further tightened his embrace and tried not to get carried away by the atmosphere. He must not look weak in front of his wife.

Half an hour passed. Zara was a little calmer and started to be able to master her emotions. Zara still hid her face in her husband's arms. His breathing began to calm down. His sobbing voice was beginning to be heard no more. Zara and Zidan were silent in the position of hugging each other for quite a long time.

"Zidan" called Zara in a typical voice of people crying.

"Hmm?" answer Zidan.

"I'm hungry" said Zara innocently. Zidan laughed out loud. How not? After crying and grieving for a long time, Zara finally acted normally.

"So what does my dear wife want to eat today?" ask Zidan and smile broadly. Zara slightly pushed Zidan's body. He wiped the remains of his tears with his hands.

"Whatever you cook," said Zara spoiledly. Zidan smiled and moved to sit down. He helps Zara to lean on the bed.

"You wait here, I'll prepare it first" Zidan said gently. He rubbed the top of his wife's head and kissed her at a glance. Zara nodded thinly and stared at Zidan's departure from her room.

Zara stared at the window softly. He knew that if he behaved like this Zidan would be sad and worried for him. Zara has not forgotten that. But she would not show that sadness in front of her husband. Empty look. Zara daydreamed and didn't know what she was thinking. Zara shed her tears again.

While in the kitchen, Zidan wanted to make porridge for Zara. Zara has not fully recovered, she can not give Zara food carelessly. But Zidan is also not a cook. He had never made porridge before. In the kitchen, Zidan seems confused where to start. He scratched his own head.

"What meda?" alina asked who surprised Zidan.

"Mommy direct Zidan only. Let Zidan cook it himself" Zidan said. In accordance with Zara's request, this porridge should Zidan cook with his own hands. Alina smiled and nodded. Zidan started cooking the porridge according to the instructions of his mother.

Soon enough, the porridge was finished. Zidan immediately served him in the bowl. Not to forget, he made Zara a glass of milk so that Zara's body quickly healed and returned as usual. Zidan brought a tray of porridge and milk into his room. Alina smiled with relief, gradually Zara had started to open a new page of her life again. No longer in his sadness.

"Honey, sorry you can only cook this porridge," said Zidan when he just entered his room. Zidan was surprised that Zara was not on her bed. In a panic Zidan immediately put his tray on the nightstand. He immediately looked for Zara who was not in his room.

"Darling? Where are you?" ask Zidan to panic. He opened the bathroom door but Zara was not there.

"Zara?" call Zidan. He saw the window of his room open. Zidan immediately ran towards the window. Zidan was afraid that Zara would do something to hurt him again.

Zidan stopped right in the doorway of that window. He breathed a sigh of relief, at least Zara did not do anything desperate. Zara stood on the balcony staring at the bright-looking ceiling that afternoon. With the wind beating on her, at least Zara's grief was reduced by it. Zidan slowly approached Zara and hugged her from behind.

"Why is it here? The air is cold, baby... You've just recovered" whispered Zidan. Zara smiled faintly. He turned towards Zidan at a glance and looked back at the sky.

"Zidan, does our baby feel calm there? Doesn't he miss us like we miss him?" ask Zara. He smiled bitterly.

"Our daughter will feel happy there if she sees her mother does not grieve anymore over her disappearance. Zara, please let our daughter go, we're starting our lives back, okay?" zidan said carefully. He was afraid that he would offend Zara and make her even sadder. Zara sighed for a moment. Her husband was right, he should be able to return from this slump.

"Is what you say true?" ask Zara. Zidan smiled faintly. He turned Zara's body slowly and cupped her face.

"Yes, if you continue to grieve, our daughter will cry there" replied Zidan. She stroked Zara's hair and gently kissed her forehead. Zara smiled and held Zidan's hands together.

"I will try to accept this fact Zidan... But there's one thing I want" Zara said carefully.

"Say baby,"

"I don't want to stay here for a while. Can I stay in an orphanage? I feel sad if I stay here" Zara said hesitantly. He lowered his head.

"If that's your will, I'll grant it. But, you have to eat a lot before we can move there. We could stay here a few days? I want to make sure that my wife is really healthy first" Zidan said. Zara was shaking her lips. Zidan chuckled and immediately brought Zara back into the room. They sat on the edge of the bed and in the middle of them there was food that Zidan had prepared for Zara. Zidan began to feed Zara slowly.

"Thank God, gradually Zara began to accept this reality," Zidan's mind as he continued to look at his wife intently.