I AM POOR!

Continuance

"Mas please tell me why our son died?"

I asked Mas Haris who just came home.At this time I can not stand it anymore.Mas Haris continues to walk and ignore me.Of course his attitude that makes me upset.

"B.....!"angry shout.

I followed him where his feet were.Mas Haris stared out the window.

"Mas...please tell me.I beg you."

I sat down and cried.Why they don't want to tell me.If reasoned fear of my condition drop, it's the same.Don't make me calm, maybe I could have gone crazy if they kept going.

"Is it true that you don't feel pain a few days before giving birth?"ask Haris without seeing me.

"What do you mean?I feel pain when I want to give birth.Mas himself right who saw it."I answered feeling confused.Why mas Haris asked like that.

"Why did our baby die the day before you were born? Even she's not in your womb!How do you not know when he lives in your heart...!Please explain and be honest with me what happened before giving birth?"answer approached me.

"So, my son died in the womb?Hhhhh... How could mas?I felt nothing.I..... absolutely do not understand.And I... did not feel the slightest pain at that time.How did this happen mas?"I answered with tears, I didn't think this was happening.

I was so shocked.

I can no longer imagine this, I am not strong.The tears shed so hard, the pain of sadness and being hit with everything that happened.

I screamed loudly.I cried sobbing, Mas Haris did not care.He still looked at me sharply.

"Tell me why is it like that?You who contain it may not you do not know and do not feel pain...!Please be honest with me this time.I beg you!"Harris pleaded.

I shook my head, only tears could explain it.Holding my chest of pain, pain and taste were beyond telling.

A clear thread fell down on his face, just like me right now.

How can I answer that?and I feel nothing.

Mas Haris saw me shaking.He stood rubbing his face rough.M as Harris went out to throw the door very strongly.

As for me, I can only roar in this quiet room.

***

A few days later.

My body was sitting in front of the window looking out there, but these eyes kept staring at the mound of earth sprinkled with flowers.

My son's final resting place.

Every day like that, until my body began to thin because of not eating.Eating forced but only a few spoons.Obviously it was not enough.

Sitting in a chair with a mind that goes nowhere.Similar to Mas Haris, since the incident he rarely came home.Entah where I do not know.

Rania, Zabi and Selena and other friends came to visit me.They grieved what happened to us.

But I feel like they're nobody.I don't feel like I can live without my son.

Pensive and continue like that.Until someone comes to see my condition.Entah why when I see it I slim crying and hugging it.

He's mas Zain.

I hugged her, cried in her arms.I complained to her.Thus I felt tired.

A few minutes later, the aunt came to bring me breakfast.I refused it.Honestly I do not want to eat, not tasteful.

But mas Zain forced me to eat.Disela-sela, he gave me advice and some lectures.I heard and listened well.

Not long. When Ashar arrived, Zain asked for prayers.

"Hasbi let's pray so that your mind is calm and lighter" he said.

I had doubts but he assured me.I also pray with mas Zain and aunty workers here.

I prayed and confided to the creator.At that time these tears always dripped.All my complaints complained to him.

After shola, mas Zain pamit go home.He promised to see me often.Akupun did not mind his.With his presence I am not lonely anymore.

After the departure of Mas Zain, I went back to my room and sat on the bed. Pensive until these eyes sleep because of fatigue.

In the middle of the night I woke up and looked to the side.again Haris is not here.

Where the hell's he going?

I also went back to sleep.

I don't know what time.Tiba-tiba I woke up because someone was trying to undress me.The very sleepy eyes thought it was just a dream.

"That'sgrr........"

I woke up and cried hysterically to endure the pain in my part.Mas Haris did that to me who was only two weeks old ready to give birth.

Even today he does that with the smell of alcohol and what this is...Smell of a woman's perfume?

I haven't had this thought anywhere Haris mentioned another woman's name in my ear.

Can no longer explain how I feel at this time Crushed into pieces.Even the wound of my son's departure has not been dry, added with an incision wound given acidic water and salt.

It hurts and hurts....!

After finishing what he wanted, he fell asleep on top of my body.With anger, I pushed him aside.

"Why are you pushing me dear.."the protest felt like it didn't take my treatment.

I did not answer a word and came down from the bed to go.But, my body felt crumpled and my stomach felt pain, sore and very sick.

I groan in pain.

What he did made me die.

I couldn't move my body because it was crushed in my own husband's head.

It was a pain that could not be contained and I eventually lost consciousness.

***

I woke up from a long sleep.Seeing myself admitted to the Hospital.I looked around and saw Zabi beside me.

I asked him what had happened, with emotion, he told me why I was here.

"So I want my sister divorced mas Haris.She has made a sister like this.See...in the condition of the sister who has just given birth, she even fucked the sister and made kaka have to be treated long enough here...! What treatment is this?it's over the line!I want to divorce her!I don't want to have a sister-in-law like her...!"oceh Zabi.

Not only did I answer suddenly Mas Haris entered.Zabi trembled while I was deathly pale.

Mas Haris came in and put his bag down on his desk.He looked at me.

"Are you better?"

I just kept quiet and didn't want to look at it.

Disappointed, sick and sore with all his actions that do not think about my salvation, do not think about how I am.

"Ohya, you happen to be here.please take care of him yes, I have an interest in the matter." explained mas Harris made me hurt.

Under these circumstances, he did not care the least.Even casually he left me.

**

The next day mas Zain came to see my condition.He brought a fruit and a bouquet of flowers of my favorite light purple color.

Mas Zain paid a lot of attention to me.Make me happy and feel appreciated.

As long as I'm hospitalized. He was the one who often saw me.As for Haris, came for a while and left, even if long but busy with his laptop and gadget.

It's the same I feel he doesn't exist.

A few weeks later, I returned to Mension, although my health had not fully recovered.

When I came home I was welcomed by my in-laws, even though I knew Momy still hated me.But she still accepted me to this day.

After that, I was ushered into the room in a wheelchair, still attached to an infusion needle and some other tools.

Arriving at the room, Mas Haris put my body into the bed.At that time his gawai rang, he looked at the screen and then saw me.

"I'm gonna pick up the phone for a second."

he said he then went out and didn't come back, but aunty didn't come in and do her work at the house.

"Bie...Where is my husband?"ask my aunt.

"Sorry madam, you don't know.But auntie saw you leaving in a hurry." replied the aunt to me.

Quiescent.

"Madam don't be sad.Madam must take care of his health.Aunti was very worried to see Madam Pinsan yesterday.Aunti thought Madam killed herself because a lot of blood on the floor."clear aunt worried.

Blood...?!

I remember what happened a few days ago, where Mas Haris did it when I was just about ready to give birth.

Most painfully, she mentioned the name of another woman when it came to me.

However, I just kept it all and pretended not to know.

"Let me be a fool, so that I know how much you love me, even in this state." I muttered in my heart.

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