He's Mine (Sharing Love)

He's Mine (Sharing Love)
There's Nothing Wrong



Anjani's health, is improving. He can walk with the help of a cane. So also with the wound on his face, it has started to dry up, although it still looks bad because it is badly damaged.


"Better, I'm home. I was able to do the activity as usual though slowly. Poor You Mas, have to go back and forth from home, office and to the hospital. Later, you might even get sick. We're going home, huh, Mas?" Anjani, asking the Eagle, to take him home, from this hospital.


"We wait for the doctor. If the Doctor lets you go home, we'll go home tomorrow. But if the Doctor still does not allow it, you must still obey" replied the Eagle, not to be denied again.


At about eight o'clock in the evening, the eagle had just arrived at the hospital. He usually doesn't come this night, because he's going straight to this hospital from the office.


Unlike earlier, he had to go home first, before leaving for the hospital because Adhisti, his wife at home, who was cravings, asked him to bring Bogor's clothes which they used to buy both.


"Pity of Sister Adhis. She's pregnant young Mas, needs your attention. If I'm home, you don't have to bother dividing the time between hospital and home."


Anjani, trying to explain to her husband, so as not to get tired. He was afraid, if the Eagle got sick, and it would definitely be even more troublesome.


"Yes. We'll wait for the doctor later, yes" replied the Flat Eagle.


Eagle, leaning his back on the back of the sofa in the room. He let out a long sigh, throwing away his new tiredness if he was silent without activity.


Anjani, looking at the Eagle, with guilt, felt that he was the one who caused the Eagle's confusion and exhaustion all along.


"Mas. Have you eaten yet? don't forget to eat" said Anjani, reminding her husband.


"Yet. I have no appetite" replied the Eagle, with his eyes closed, still in a leaning position.


"Mas."


Anjani did, after a moment of silence, and there was nothing she could do, to make the atmosphere become non-rigid and silent. "It's the same as the nights before, the time of Mas didn't come. It's quiet, and there's nothing I can talk to."


The eagle does not obey the words of Anjani. Apparently, the eagle was asleep.


"Well..."


Anjani, taking a deep breath, realized that the Eagle had indeed fallen asleep.


*****


In fact, the Eagle did not sleep well. He could still hear all of Anjani's words. He just didn't want to, adding thoughts to Anjani as well as himself.


Heart's fucked. He didn't know if this was going to be like this forever. She can't possibly give Anjani away, even though she's only the wife of the series, but that's also the message of Anjani's father. Because of him too, all of this can happen.


On the other hand, he also felt sorry for his wife at home. Adhist.


Adhisti, is pregnant young. He needs attention and wants to be around him always. Although, Adhisti never said it, but the Eagle was aware of it.


The eagle, also could not do anything because of this responsibility he had taken and decided himself. He does not know, whether in the future, will still be able to become a husband with two wives who both do not want to have honey.


*****


Last afternoon, Adhisti deliberately asked her husband, to bring her Bogor pickups when it was time to go home from work. It's all just for a reason. He knew, if today, it was Eagle's schedule to pay a visit to the hospital. Accompanying Anjani, the first wife of the Eagle. Siri's wife from her husband.


"Why is it still a hassle? he said he could do all the things, even though it was not right. Why don't you just go home. It's better at home, not to make Mas Eagle tired, because it has to be riwa-riwi just to accompany him in the hospital."


Adhisti grumbled, because time with her husband was disturbed. Supposedly, she who was pregnant young, could get more attention from her own husband, but this had instead gotten honey, before her wedding feast on the title.


"Why should I have this fate? from childhood, I lived in an orphanage, with all its limitations. When I want to be happy by being married to my love, and the person who can protect me, he must be the husband of someone else, whom I never knew. Am I not entitled to happiness?"


Adhisti, constantly complaining about his own fate, feels unhappy after his marriage.


"Honey, if later Mama to part with your papa, never blame Mama. This is because Mama is not comfortable, and feels not strong, if you have to live a life like this forever," said Adhisti slowly, by stroking his stomach which has been slightly bulged.


"We can live alone later. Mama will definitely be a good mama and won't abandon you. Mama doesn't want to, you're going through the same thing as Mama was when she was a kid."


Adhisti, just keep taking his son, who is still in the stomach, talking like he is talking to someone who is really nearby today.


"You don't want to, if you see Mama sad, just to ask for time and attention from your papa? Mama can't, if this is going to last forever. Mama wants to part with your papa, later if you're born."


*****


"No. No, no!"


Sayup-sayup, Anjani heard the voice of the person who was talking. He tried to open his eyes and spread his eyes.


"Mas. Mas Eagle!"


Anjani, call the Eagle to wake up. It was the voice of the eagle. It seems, he was dreaming, or delirious by saying 'no' and Anjani did not know, what he meant earlier.


"Mas. Mas Eagle?"


Once again, Anjani tried to wake her husband, from his bed. But the Eagle did not reply, and it seemed that the eagle had fallen asleep again.


"What dream is he?" anjani asked, looking at the sofa, where her husband was asleep.


"What is he thinking?" ask Anjani again. But of course no one can answer it.


The clock on the wall of the patient's room, where Anjani was treated, already showed at three in the morning.


"Mas. If you feel all this is heavy, let me go. I don't want to, if you suffer just from feeling guilty, and having to take responsibility, in this way, forever. It's not fair to you."


Time, will bring the line of destiny and human life on the path it should be. Will not be replaced, and mistaken with each other.