HUSBAND'S HEART

part 25 FRAGILE

"I'm basically not at loggerheads about cadaveric donor law, I'm looking more at benefits. Especially if Amar himself is such a vision, I as his brother will not mind. What about Yuana herself? However, he was his heir," Yusron, Amar's older brother expressed his opinion when described about Amar's will to donate his liver to either a living donor or a cadaver.

Now Rahmat and Yusron and Dr. Yusuf are in Bastian's doctor's office talking about donating Amar's heart to replace Ilham's broken heart.

"That's also the problem, Mas Yus... Amar also said, Yuana should not know about this. He did not want Yuana to think badly about Ilham later," said Grace who felt a dilemma how to convey this to Yuana, while Amar himself forbade to tell.

"I'm sure if Yuana knew, she wouldn't mind either, I know who Yuana is" said Dr. Yusuf, "i'll tell you."

"Don't! I mean, don't doctor Yusuf talk to Yuana. Let me and my mom talk to him about this. But let Amar's will be fulfilled, I won't say for whom" Yusron said just as Bastian's doctor entered while carrying Ilham and Amar's medical records.

While at the residence of Ms. Fatma...

"Sir..kanko Amar dibertomne ning kene opo ning ndeso wae yo, Nduk?" asked Bu Aminah, Yuana's mother-in-law, while accompanying Yuana who had just put Nabila to bed in the room.

"Here you are, ma'am, in my father's cavling in Makobu Hills, rather than that," replied Yuana flatly.

The tears that had dried up left a slight swelling reddened in Yuana's eye circles. My glare and disheveled face revealed a sadness that he could not cover. Leaning on the headboard of the bed, he stroked Nabila's hair that decomposed on the pillow.

"Yo wes, Nduk. mariki ben taken care of Yusron wae," said Bu Aminah while gently massaging Yuana's legs.

Actually he was in deep sorrow because of the departure of his second child, only he tried to look strong in front of Yuana. He understood very well that Yuana's heart was much more fragile than his.

After losing both parents who can not be seen the body, Yuana must lose the factory relics of her parents. Not only that, the house that has just been renovated must be submitted to the bank because of company debt that can not be continued installment. And now, she has to lose her husband, the only person she has depended on all this time.

"Diminum was Bu Aminah" said Ms. Fatma, who entered Yuana's room with two cups of warm water. Give one cup to Bu Aminah and one cup to Yuana.

"Bu Aminah stayed here until seven days Amar, accompanied Yuana here. Ms. Aminah does not have to worry about Yuana and Nabila, they are our responsibility now. In addition to the calamity that befell Amar caused my son, also because I fell in love with Yuana and Nabila. Somehow seeing Yuana is like seeing your own child."

Hearing the words of Ms. Fatma made the heart of Bu Aminah more filled, she felt very moved because it turns out there are still people who love her daughter-in-law and grandchildren like their own children and grandchildren.

Actually Bu Aminah felt sad, but he realized, bringing Yuana and Nabila to his house also seemed impossible. In addition to his modest little house in the village, there was Yusron and his wife who had lived with him all this time accompanied him.

"Alhamdulillah.matur nuwun sanget Bu Fatma, pun purun ngangpe Nduk Yuana niki princess piyambak. Mangke kulo nyipeng sewengi mawon, kulo mboten kerso ngrepoti panjengan. Kulo nggih hajat nyodaqohi Amar ngantos pitung dinane ten ndeso," Bu Aminah replied at an offer from Bu Fatma.

"Sir popo yo, Nduk.your crew is as if you don't live bali ning ndeso. Suk mben let's pitung dinane, mrene maneh's mother," he continued this time to his son-in-law who looks teary hearing the conversation of two mothers.

"Mom Fatma... Mothers... Yuana, who is lucky, has Mom. and Miss Fatma... Mas Amar.. hk.. hks.. I do not know if I can still live my life later.. hk.... hks..." Yuana was stunned to hold back the sadness as well as moved.

"Swcshh... Nak Yuana don't say that. Taken Naaak. Remember dear..Nabila still there, she will be fragile if her mother is not strong. There are still all of us who love you," comforted Ms. Fatma while embracing Yuana with love.

tock...

Annisa entered Yuana's room after knocking on the door quietly.

"Yuana.. There is a messenger from the cottage, Nazril his name...emm... would you like to see him?" ask him carefully. Because he did not know Nazril and he knew that Yuana was entering the iddah period so he could not just meet a man who was not his mahrom.

"Who's Nazril, Na? As for the messenger from the cottage," asked Annisa.

"Mas Amar's sister, Brother... Mas Amar three brothers all men. Mas Yus, Mas Amar and Nazril. They were all lodged in the boarding school of Kyai Marzuqi, now living in Nazril who is still in the cottage," explained Yuana while glaring to remember the togetherness of the three of them when gathered at her in-laws' house.

Yuana smiled as she recalled her husband who always bullied Nazril and Mas Yus who would pull out Amar's ears to stop his messiness. And Yuana, Bu Aminah and Halimah, his wife Yusron, who finally laughed out loud at the behavior of the three of them.

It is fortunate that Aminah has three sons, who, despite being all adults, have had the same sense of community since childhood.

Seeing the smile that rose on Yuana's face, Annisa became calm, she was sure that Yuana was really a strong woman. Like Ms. Fatma, Annisa also seemed to feel more closeness with Yuana. Not just a schoolmate and a mere organization, but already as with his own siblings. Only this time could she feel like she had a sister.

"Ummah... Ummah to the kitchen first gih.. tuh Mbok Sari nanya have to shop anything to know later, I do not understand about the matter. Let Yuana be the one who is cool," Annisa asked her mother who had been sitting on the dresser chair and just looked at her.

"Ngusir ummah nih nih teraa. anyways tahlilannya later in the cottage, we buy food at the nearest restaurant. If you want to cook it is not time."

"Not Ngusir Ummaaah. essentially now, Ummah came out first, Annisa's turn in charge of entertaining her sister," Annisa sengir to her mother. Then he crawled up to the bed and lay on Nabila's side, while Ms. Fatma shook her head while smiling at Yuana.

"Mother come out first, son. Later after news from the hospital, we get ready to go to the cottage. God willing, Amar's body will be buried immediately and holed up there."

"So not brought here first, Ummah?" asked Annisa confusedly.

"The burial place will be closer to the cottage, if you have to stop here first, too far later, said the corpse. Isn't the sooner buried the better, isn't it Nak Yuana?"

"Yes Ma... Yuana followed, if it was the best for Mas Amar," Yuana's sad voice really implied the bitterness she felt in her heart.

After Ms. Fatma passed out of the room, Yuana turned towards Annisa who she said would comfort her at this time. But in reality, Annisa had even closed her eyes, falling asleep while hugging Nabila.

He saw a round clock stuck on a plain ivory white painted wall in front of him. The short needle points slightly above the number two, while the long needle points to the number seven.

"Astaghfiullah! I haven't prayed dhuhur."

Finally Yuana rushed to the bathroom to quickly clean up and berwudlu. Then he performed the dhuhur prayer in the room. In his conclusion he poured out all the sadness that he had previously stored in his heart.

If he tries his hardest to cover it with a firmness in front of others, especially his baby, then when he is facing his Robb, he is just a small creature that is very fragile and easily destroyed.

In tears, in the uninterrupted sobbing, he stirred up all his grief, sorrow, weakness and fragility.

Allahumma rahmataka arjuu falaa takilnii ilaa nafsii tharfata ainin, wa ashlih li sya' nii kullahu, lailaha illa anta."

“Oh Allah, Thy mercy I hope, do not Thou shalt give me (whatever I do) in the blink of an eye, fix all my affairs, there is no God but Thou“ to worship.

Until he did not feel he fell asleep face down on his alphabet.