I Turned Him in a Third Night

Part 27 | Reality II

“Say is easy but not as easy as what.imagined.”

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Zihan pensively accompanied by the beautiful moon night carving the beauty of the night. However, dear thousand dear beauty was not in accordance with his current mood. Disappointment again gripped his heart again and again he

I felt the pain of the disappointment pill.

“Yuk yuk,” the voice of the husband right next to his ears disperse

all the pain and disappointment he felt. Slowly but surely he got up from his sitting position which was on the balcony of the room. He stepped his foot between unconscious.

“Sleep at night,” Gibran covers the wife's body to the chest. Gibran stepped away from the bed walking out of the room to retrieve the laptop he was going to use to complete the work that was piling up.

Upon his return to Gibran's room gasped in shock at the sobs coming from where his wife was lying. “Why are you, Han?” He clasped his wife's vibrating body into his arms.

As Zihan grew sobbing, his pain grew when he heard her husband's voice. “Do not cry well.” Gibran wiped away the puddles of tears that flooded his wife's face. Zihan's brain continued to work nonstop thinking about all the things he had experienced a few days ago.

“*How, Doc?” asked Gibran when he checked on his wife. The doctor

smiling knots implied something Gibran could not understand. “Sorry ,Sir

negative.”

Gibran looked at the sad face of the wife who kept her head down with a circle of tears ready to be shed. “Do not think God has not pleased

answering our prayers,” he said strengthen the mental of the wife. However, on

in fact, he felt disappointment as well.

Zihan just nodded his head with a circle of tears that had just stagnated in his eyes. Gibran showed me a testpack he had

take from his wife to the doctor. And the doctor took over the small flat object. “This test result is wrong, Sir.”

“Why can?” Gibran was in disbelief. Doesn't line two indicate a positive sign of pregnancy?

“Test pregnancy or test pack which is a pregnancy detection tool. This test works by detecting a chemical marker in the body, called human chorionic gonadotropin (hCG). The presence of these markers can be detected in the blood or urine approximately after implantation (6-12 days after conception). According to research, test packs provide accuracy of 97.4 % if

done by experts. However, this accuracy can drop up to 75% when

made by consumers. This can be due to lack of understanding or failure to follow usage instructions. Improper use can also lead to false-negative or false-positive results. And what Mother Zihan experienced was a false positive result, which is a state in which the result reads positive but it turns out that there was no pregnancy.

This condition can be caused by errors in application, use of the drug

containing hCG (usually for infertile women), and disease or

malignancies that can increase the production of hCG,” explains the doctor who has

several times it handled the same thing as the one Zihan had experienced.

“Why can it happen, Doc?” Gibran was still not satisfied to receive an answer from the doctor.

“Already, Mas we go home aja.” Zihan interrupted and wanted to leave the room immediately which made his heart always crowded.

“Do my wife and I have the opportunity to get momongan?” asked Gibran regardless of his wife's words. He had to find out the answer, why it has been almost a year married but they have not been blessed with a baby.

The doctor also nodded confidently. “Sure, sir but maybe not in quick time

because it is seen from the psychic condition of Ms. Zihan who is like too much burden of the mind. It can affect a little,” explained the doctor.

“I suggest you and Mom to follow the pregnancy program so that the results are more

maximal. Yes, although in terms of health, the Father and Mother are declared healthy and

large discolouration to have a baby, but at least in a way

doing the pregnancy program will accelerate it,” he continued.

Efforts that are not accompanied by prayer will not be achieved easily, nor with prayer that is not accompanied by prayer is a futility. The two complement each other and must go hand in hand.

“Good, Doc thank you then excuse us first,” say Gibran with

smiling wit. The doctor's explanation was enough to give him a breath of fresh air.  The two go hand in hand with the mind and mind that either wander where.

“Hai,” greet someone when crossing paths with Zihan and Gibran. Both only

“How are you?” ask him pleasantries. “Good,”

replied Gibran lazily. Honestly, he was not in the mood, even just for casual conversation.

“Abis check the content well,” guess it pretentious when netraya staring at the board

the room of dr. Ilda who is an obstetrician.

“Sorry, Fan we have to unplug first.” Gibran immodestly pulled Zihan's arm to leave the hospital area immediately.

Irfan fused his eyebrows confused by the unfriendly attitude of his two Junior High friends first. “Oh. okay be careful.” That's all Irfan can say.

Gibran and Zihan's footsteps came to a standstill when someone greeted them.

“Congrats yes, Han over the pregnancy loe,” the last time that saw Zihan and Gibran out of the doctor's room Ilda. The cry of Zihan spilled back as

hearing Siska's words that sounded like mocking him.

“Kok loe even cry anyway?” siska asked astonished at Zihan's response

give. “Loe was too happy so it was so sweet, ” he said again which made the pain that Zihan felt deeper.

“How many months, Han?” Siska continued to ask a number of questions

increasingly ravaging the heart and feelings of Zihan.

Zihan could not stand it anymore, he immediately ran away from Gibran who was

staring intently at Siska while Siska, she stared in confusion with

big question marks in his brain.

“Jaga greeting loe!” Gibran immediately ran after the step of the wife. “Hah?

My fault what?” Siska murmured incomprehensibly with Gibran's words which were so conditioned on sharpness and firmness*.

“Sorry.” Only that word came out of Zihan's lips. Like there was an incision wound

invisible but can be felt so great. “You're not wrong.”

“I failed, Mas. I failed ...” Zihan said hysterically.

“Don't talk rich like that, darling.” One finger of Gibran's hand outstretched shut Zihan's mouth which was always rummaging indistinctly.

“Do not like this continue, Han,” pinta Gibran who could not bear to see his wife who every day had to bear the pain.

Those memories always swirled around his mind and gave countless wounds. The words of his neighbors and friends-in-law kept ringing in his mind. Questions and spicy statements from the mouths of those around increasingly make Zihan slumped and destroyed as hell.

Sometimes people are only able to say without ever wanting to glass. Always comment without caring around. Talking about the unknown but as if he knew best. Verbal is the greatest test for all men. The roughness of dog feces can be cleaned with water and soil but other cases with human speech that can never be cleaned even with an apology.

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“Mas, go to work I'm fine kok.” Zihan tried to convince her husband to go to work.

“I will not have the heart to leave you alone at home in this situation,” he said.

“Your work is important, many employees depend on their lives in the company you lead. Do not let you be more concerned with me than your work,” persuade Zihan with a smile that adorns his pale face.

“You are more important than work.” Gibran keukeuh did not want to leave Zihan in a state that is far from good.

“But, Mas ...”

“You are a responsibility, Mas and already Mas should prioritize you compared to Mas's work. Treasures can be sought but a wife like you I can never see again.” Gibran interrupted his wife's words.

“Morning does not receive a spare change,” said Zihan as much as possible looks carefree. Gibran clasped his wife's warm hands in his arms.

“You are a priority in life, Mas. The woman who has perfected half the religion, Mas. So, it should be, Mas treat you well.”

She was filled with sweet words coming out of her husband's mouth. “I'm not perfect even to complete you I just can't.”

“Finality belongs only to God. God created me and you to perfect each other instead of seeking perfection.” Gibran kissed Zihan's forehead gently.