I'M Sorry To Hurt You [Last]

I'M Sorry To Hurt You [Last]
THIRTEEN



I was glued to see the state of the Full Moon. He collapsed by leaning against the bathroom wall. Bloody forehead. Looks like he slipped and stumbled. My chest rumbles. My heart raced fast and success made me realize from my attitude. My heart hurts so much to see the situation. I crouched down, propped her head up against my thigh and patted her cheek to make her conscious.


“Purnama, wake up,” I said panic. “Purnama, don't scare me,” my screams start to fear.There is no response from Purnama, even now he is getting pale. I hurriedly raised her bridal style body. Lose her body and put her pajamas on and cover her. Calling the family doctor while wearing a boxer-recently realized I wasn't wearing anything either.


 


 


 


 


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“How's it going, Aunt?” I asked doctor Rina, I used to call her Aunt Rina, after she married a friend of Papa-om Glen-who now has a child named Intan, his wife Jagat. Aunt Rina looked at me with an indecipherable expression.


“It's fine, it's just...”.


“Only?” my ul can't wait. For a moment I was relieved to hear Purnama was fine, but then again I was made to be with his condition.


Doctor Rina squeezed my shoulder. “Quiet, El,” said softly.


“How can I calm down, Auntie. If Auntie hasn't explained what happened to her,” shouts I'm frustrated and shuffles my hair.


“Shuttt! We better get out of here. Let the patient calm down.” Aunt Rina came out of the room followed by me. A moment before closing the door I looked at my face Purnama who was lying peacefully.


“What happened to him, Auntie?” I can't wait when we're in the living room.


“This is happy news for you, El.”  Aunt Rina smiled.


I wrinkled my forehead not understanding. “Means, Aunt?”


“Congratulations, El. Your wife is pregnant.”


Long time I was silent to the explanation of aunt Rina. Can't express my face right now-very shocked. I smiled cynically. “No way, Auntie.Tante must have checked it wrong,” is mine.


“Wrong? I know what happened to her body, Elias,”, Aunt Rina assured.


“No. There's no way she's pregnant, Auntie. I'm sure when doing ‘itu’ always use safety.” I deny Aunt Rina's statement. As much as I could deny it, but deep down inside my heart, there was a sense of happiness tucked into my heart.


Aunt Rina sighed slowly and shook her head at the hardness of my head. “Elias, we as doctors should not lie about the true state of the patient. Before becoming a doctor I had been sworn.”


I was silent for a moment. That's absolutely true. But ... “No, still I do not accept,” reject me still stubbornly.


Aunt Rina clasped my hand tightly and looked at my two agitated moving eyeballs. “Listen El, you should be grateful to be blessed with a child of a woman you love,” he said gently.


The woman I love? I turned my face away from Aunt Rina.


"Many people who crave offspring in a marriage that many years lived, even you just got a child after two years of marriage, is not it happy, El?” ask Aunt Rina.


I didn't answer.


“Already, I have another patient after this, El.” Aunt Rina stared at her watch and rushed back to the room picking up her medical equipment. And patted my shoulder slowly.


“Once again, congratulations, El-oh one more, take a nausea reliever on Purnama in the morning, she will experience morning sickness symptoms in early pregnancy. And because the body is weak, you have to take extra care of the contents. Remember my last message, Elias. Take good care of the content,” explained Aunt Rina while giving various kinds of drugs to my hands.


 


 


 


 


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Long I looked at the pale, peaceful face of Full Moon while asleep - after being given a vitamin injection by Aunt Rina earlier. His injured forehead was already taped with plaster. She slept well and did not know she was pregnant.


I laid my body beside him and stared at his face. My hands moved around the curves of her pale white face. Slowly down her pale plum lips and gently caressed them. Then switch to his flat stomach, rubbing it slowly. In this stomach rests my future son.


I slowly closed my body to Purnama. Closing her body, sharing warmth. Long kiss her forehead and down to her plum lips – kiss her repeatedly. Putting my head on his narrow shoulders and closing his eyes while smelling the scent of vanilla emanating on his body. The smell I like about him. And let me be like this for a moment, permeating my happiness. Tomorrow comes back with a cold, vengeful me.


 


 


 


 


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The full moon is wriggling in my arms. I opened my eyes without letting go. My elbows' eyes were staring at each other with Full Brown eyes. We were silent, not even reluctant to move, just looking at each other. At first glance I glanced briefly at the wall clock that showed six o'clock in the morning.


“What happened to me last night,” murmured Full Moon to herself - as she felt her forehead stuck in plaster. He let go of my arms, then stood up and ran to the bathroom. I heard he vomited. Morning sickness, I thought indifferently and closed my eyes again - not intending to see the situation. But, in the next second, I jerked up from my bed.


“Remember, El. Take good care of the contents." Shits. Aunt Rina's words last night flashed through my mind and managed to mess with me. I got my hair frustrated. What's wrong with me? Didn't I go back to my cold and cruel self, but why didn't this heart bear him.


I glanced back at the bathroom. I heard Purnama's still throwing up. I knew all night he hadn't filled his stomach. So, what's it spewing out? A few seconds later I didn't hear him vomit anymore. Suddenly I glared. Holy hooch! Don't let last night happen again. I panicked and rushed to the bathroom. I opened the bathroom door. Purnama turned to me for a moment from the sink where he spewed out his entrails. I looked at her pale face, in silence I let out a sigh of relief - it didn't happen like last night.


 


 


 


 


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“Drink this.” I threw a bottle of nausea reliever at Purnama while we were in the dining room. Purnama scrunched his forehead - not understanding. He's staring. I didn't explain what the cure was, let him know for himself.


“Read yourself the usefulness of the drug,” ketusku while sipping coffee. I secretly wondered about the change in the look of Purnama's face - when he knew what the medicine was for.


Purnama turned his attention to the medicine bottle and read the information stamped with a loud voice. “Medicine reliever nausea ... taken in the morning, when morning sickness strikes or nausea anytime ..”


Purnama again traced the words in the bottle description. “Warning ... This drug is specifically for pregnant women, eoh? Getting pregnant? Eh?” tanyanya polo's.


I smiled at her funny reaction. She did not know she was pregnant herself.


“Why did you give me a special drug pregnant women?” tanya Purnama tilted her head with her eyes blinked. Without him realizing it, his true nature was shown to me - who had been drowning in grief. Secretly this heart smiled happily at the change in his attitude. Is it because of the baby's influence on her stomach?


I cleared my throat for a moment. “Think for yourself why I gave you that medicine,” ketusku-though actually I don't want to say ketus.


The full moon again scrunched his forehead. He tapped his finger to his lips - thinking hard. His eyes glare.


“Ah ..” The full moon shuts her mouth. Looks like he knows now. He looked at me, his eyes sparkling with pleasure asking me for certainty. I rolled both balls of my eyes.


“Yes, you're pregnant,” I'm obviously cold and go away leaving her speechless looking at my cold expression while giving her pregnancy news. I peeked out at the den door of the dining room, seeing the way it was after I left earlier.


Purnama slid his face to the table. Samar I heard the sound of crying escaping from his mouth.


“Mother, how is this. Should I be happy or sad? I'm scared, huks ..”


My heart throbbed again at his words. It really hurts to see him worry so. I slowly turned around - away from the dining room. Do not want to see the state of Purnama continuously, which in turn adds to this wound in the heart.


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