I'm You And He

159. Finishing part

As a husband who now bears the new status of father, I cannot describe the extent of this happiness. When my wife felt a very heavy contraction, especially not yet the month. I felt a deep fear. I've heard one of my staff gave birth to a premature baby. The child survived but his mother died. I'm afraid that it's on the gita.

This happiness cannot be expressed in words. Do you know how long we've been waiting for him?

Do you know how our struggle got to this day?

It's heavy but me and Gita are still strong

Nature stared at the tiny figure, who was now struggling to live. Her tears dripped, there was a pride when she saw the little guy. The little guy is the fruit of his love with his wife.

Welcome, my son.

Uwekk..

Baby's voice shatters the operating room. Who did not smile was relieved to look at the tiny baby. Looking at the red baby who has just been in this world. It was incredible.

Nature gasps when she sees the baby's face. Remembering the wife had preceded him after giving birth to their child. There was a perceived tightness, as his status was now that of a single parent. For a moment her tears flowed. A deep longing for the wife who is no longer unstoppable.

"God..." A voice nodded his daydream.

"Ma." she replied softly, her voice felt heavy.

"Son..You why?" Mama Yulia said seeing the look on her daughter-in-law's face like cloudy.

"I miss Gita, ma." sobbed.

"Don't you, son, we his parents miss him a lot too. You are patient, lam.

Gita has calmed down, lam.She will not be sick anymore, she will not suffer anymore. You must be strong. There's nesha who needs you, lam."

Vanesha Romanda's daughter is the fruit of my love for the Gita. He is now five months old. The little face that now accompanies me. Ever since the gita died, I've been visiting my son who now lives with his grandparents.

Yes, the gita's last request was that my son's custody fall to mama yulia and papa dul. Somehow the gita didn't trust me to raise her myself. Is she afraid I'm remarrying and handing our daughter over to a stepmother.

Ah, gita you just calm down. I'm not getting married again. I don't want our son to know another mother besides you.

I'm sorry, Gita, as long as you live I can't make you happy.

If time could turn, I'd love to lower my ego, lower my jealousy, but I can't.

Nature sat looking at the photo of his late wife. Then hugged the photo tightly, as if there was a gita who likes to hug his chest.

"I miss you, baby. Miss you so much."

The flashback

"How's my wife doing, dok? Will she give birth."

"It looks like the cancer began to be severe and spread, now affects the condition of the fetus. Take it easy, we'll try."

Nature speechless. How could his wife be said to be getting worse? According to doctors, the Gita is getting better.

O Allah, this is a warning to me to be more alert.

Dr. Tony tried to stay professional. His head is "Fifty-Fifty. Sorry if I had to tell you the truth. We might have to save one of them. I hope both survive."

The body of Nature is squeezing. The net cannot be disclosed.

O God, let nothing happen to my son and wife. Save them, God.

Nature prostrates at Doctor Toni's feet

"Please save Gita and my son, Doc."

"So calm, we'll try."

After doctor Toni re-entered the operating room, Nature was pensive. His mind was screwed up in fear of something happening to his son and wife.

May you and our child be safe.

A few hours later

"I'm sorry, sir. We have tried our best, but it turns out that God wills another. Your wife can't last long. Again we apologize. We're so sorry." Doctor Toni's words.

"No! No way, doc. You must be kidding me! this must be your prank! Come on where the surprise is! Where!

Mama had seen the gita with happiness, eating blackforest made by mama. Now Doctor Gita is gone!" Screeches nature.

Mama Yulia and papa dul cry to see the reaction of nature. Soon they brought Gita's body. Nature kept shaking his wife's body. I wish his wife would just fall asleep.

"Which, wake! Don't be kidding, yang!" The cry of Nature continued to shake the Gita's body.

All the families gathered in the hospital. Both from the spencer family and from the gunawan family. Moreover, Nature, her heart was broken into pieces. They have just enjoyed the beauty of waiting as whole parents. In an instant God took the person he loved.

In an instant, happiness turned to sorrow.

Innalillahi wa innalillahirojiun

Mama and Papa are sincere if it is already the way it is.

clique

Gita Mandasari's

Bint

Abdullah

Born: 8 April 1995

Died: 30 may 2021

Nature stands in front of the headstone of the Gita. All the families gathered in black clothes, funeral atmosphere. Nature could not even come down to bury his wife. So that the burying team raise the body of Gita to azani.

Nature tries to persecute his wife despite a disjointed voice.

All mourners have dispersed, Alam is still sitting in front of his wife's headstone. He still hugged the gravestone that read the name Gita. It was only last night that he gave a hijab gift to his wife. But before being used, God had already picked up his wife first.

"Lam, let's go home, son." Persuade mama Marni.

"I still want to be here. Gita must be alone, ma. Poor him, I promised him I'd always take care of him."

"Lam, remember there's still your son who needs you, son."

There was no reaction. The man's eyes held the petals of flowers studded on the red mound of earth. As if I still can't believe that the Gita is gone. Mama Marni finally left Nature. For Mama Marni, Alam still needs time to accept the fact that the Gita is now gone.

The atmosphere of grief enveloped the residence of the gunawan family.All who were there wore black attributes. Nature who from the beginning did not leave the room, as if not ready with the departure of the wife. Mama Marni continued to persuade her son to go out of the room to meet the mourners.

Mama Yulia and Papa dul welcomed the mourners.A variety of condolences continue to be spoken from the mourners.

"Assalamualakum, o'm Dul." Say hello to the three women who came to worship.

"Waalaikumsalam, if not wrong mbak rasti, mbak sari, and mbak Ayu widia, right." Guess papa dul.

"Yes, um. We're sorry about the death of Gita." Sahut mbak Ayu's.

"May his Charity and Worship be accepted by His Side." added Rasti.

"Thank you, everyone is here."

"Together,om. We'll take care of it."

It appears that three handsome men entered the Gunawan family residence. Who else if not Ammar, sadha and dhana, Pak aidi's favorite son.

"I'm sad, yeah, um. May the family om be given fortitude, patience, and may the charity of worship dIterima gita di-sidenya." said Ammar.

"Oh, yes Which nature, Ever since we came, we haven't seen it." Sadha continued

"Nature is sad, he since his wife was brought here until buried earlier, did not want to meet anyone." explained Papa Dul, the look of his face radiates sadness.

"Om, we're saying goodbye, yeah." Ammar and his two younger brothers.

"Thank you, son of Ammar."

"Together, om. Assamualaik."

"Getishalight."

There were some mourners who still filled Gita's parents' house. Gita's best friend Rere and Beta came. They also did not expect that the Gita would leave so quickly.

It was still clear to them when Gita was so happy with her pregnancy. It is still clear to them that Gita told her romantic husband.

ilham looked at the headstone of papa Gita. There are regrets he feels. Had he not attached much importance to his affairs with siti, perhaps the Gita would still be alive. Long as the inspiration embraced the headstone of the woman he once loved, his cries broke. Moreover, he did not know the differentity of the city that had been missing for a month without news.

"Where are you, ti. Don't you know that the gita is gone forever.

Don't you know he keeps asking you questions."

We as human beings may have a lot of goals, dreams, ideals in the future. For yourself, your spouse, family, friends or others. But if we want to realize everything has to do with time. For us humans time has always been a mystery to us human beings.