Is God's Choice?

107. I Can What?

Tonight the third night Kia accompanied Kahfi. Two days ago Kahfi was conscious of his coma. Kia's heart was broken when everyone advised her and advised Kia not to be far from Kahfi's side.

At first Kia did not want to accompany Kahfi when he had opened his eyes, because in his heart there was still a sense of disgust for himself because of the memory of Rendy's figure, because in his heart there was still a sense of disgust for himself because of the memory of Rendy's figure, the night that Rendy would stain him with a savage lust.

After Kahfi took the medicine, his eyes closed again while continuing to hold Kia's hand on his right, because his left hand still had an infusion needle that made him not free to move.

Kia looked at Kahfi's pale face with eyes closed very calm, lashes that were flattened, lips that looked more and more sharp because Kahfi's body was getting thinner, had been in the hospital for a week.

Kia's right hand gently stroked Kahfi's hair that had begun to fall, as well as his mustache and beard that was getting busier. Kia's finger traced each of Kahfi's faces where some scar scratches began to dry up.

"The wounds are all misdecked, mas!" Kia softly said and continued to gently stroke both cheeks of Kahfi. Her tears just flowed when she saw the bandage on her forehead that had not healed.

He gently rubbed the tears that were on his cheeks with the back of his right hand, because his left hand could not move in Kahfi's grasp. Slowly Kia kissed the back of Kahfi's hand gently until tears washed over Kahfi's hand.

It has been half a Kia watch in the hands of Kahfi but has not been released by Kahfi. Slowly Kia wanted to release the grip but the sound of knocking on the door from the front was heard in both ears.

"Tock"

"Tock"

"Tock"

"Assalamu'alaikum!" Yazid's head appeared at the door while carrying a tenant in both of his hands containing rames rice and a warm drink ordered by Kia.

"Wa'alaikum hail!". Kia's face immediately looked towards the door. And his lips briefly gave a smile when Yazid's body had already gone inside.

"This is my brother's pesenan, Yazid also buy ginger milk for Kia's legs so that stamina is maintained." While thrusting tentengan in front of Kia, but he did not continue because he saw Kia's hand held by Kahfi even in a state of sleep.

"Barokallah yes, Zid. The food will be eaten."While fixing the blanket Kahfi Kia arranged her sitting position as before.

"Yes, Yazid is waiting outside, brother. If you need anything you can call or chat Yazid yes, brother!." Yazid's feet were about to open the door window to get out. But hearing Kia speak her steps came to a slight halt.

"You go home, Zid. Rest at home let mas Kahfi brother who take care. You've been in the hospital for almost a week, I'm afraid you'll get sick as well." Kia is worried about her sister-in-law's health.

"What's wrong, brother. I am very strong. My sister has also just healed. Just calm down, ok!" Yazid said with a smile and closed the door.

"Barokallah a phiikum yes, Zid!" Kia's lips smiled slightly and intended to lay her head on Kahfi's side.

The night was getting late, Kia's eyes could not help but cough until both eyes closed near Kahfi. His head rested on the bed where Kahfi lay.

Rice and ginger milk brought by Yazid also became cold because it had not been touched by Kia.

Kahfi's hand moved. His eyes began to adjust the light in the room. Slowly he sensed that his palms were beginning to sweat due to the unification of the two temperatures between the two souls.

Kahfi tried to let go of the hand. Pull slowly so as not to disturb the deep sleep of his beloved wife. But his efforts turned out to still disturb Kia's beautiful dream.

Kia came to a realization with a small movement from Kahfi's hand. He tried to open his eyes slowly. His eyes were immediately fixed on the pale face of Kahfi who was smiling sweetly at him. Kia's heart felt the warmth from Kahfi's smile.

Slowly she fixed her slightly messy headscarf. His raucous sura broke the atmosphere. "Mas want to go to the bathroom, is there anything in the taste again?" Kia stood closer to Kahfi.

Kahfi smiled and shook her head. "I'm sorry, I'm so disturbing sleep, deck!" Kahfi reached out her hand trying to ask Kia to help her sit down.

Kia realized this, then slowly tried to help Kahfi. But Kia's body was too small to make him fall in Kahfi's arms.

Kia's heart was made not because the beat was heard and felt by Kahfi. Kia's head looked up and saw Kahfi smiling. Kia's face flushed and was clearly visible to Kahfi.

Kia tried to turn her eyes away. But again Kahfi's hand so quickly grabbed the chin of the wife to look at him again.

"The same kangen, deck!" Kahfi smiled and Kia looked deeply into my husband's eyes.

"Hem." A slow answer from Kia's lips. Kia could see clearly from Kahfi's eyes the longing he had long saved. Kia looked into the face of the husband she had longed for.

Their eyes looked at each other and explored each other's feelings. Kahfi tried to bring his face closer, their noses almost touching.

Kia recalled the dark incident on the day she was kidnapped and locked up in a room. Rendy's savage face was clearly visible in her memory. Kia's heart ached, as she looked at the husband's face but it haunted her mind. Kia tries to rebel and avoid when Kahfi's lips want to touch the wife's red cherry. "Sorry, ma'am." Lirih Kia, he pura wanted to take a glass of drinking water nearby.

Kahfi just stared in wonder. And slowly his hands were weakly removed. His heart began to ask. Why is Kia's attitude so strange. His face turned pale as Kahfi was about to kiss the cherry Kia had.

"Want to drink?" Kia tried to bring back the situation in him so that Kahfi would not be disappointed.

"Yes." Yeah." Briefly Kahfi with a mood filled with question marks and looked towards Kia who was a little clumsy

Kia held out a glass of drinking water. And Kahfi accepted it while looking at Kia's face. Kia again tried to turn her face away, realizing Kahfi was looking at her with an unusual gaze.

Kahfi drank the water until the toilet with eyes while looking at Kia.

"I'm sorry deck, mas! Dek felt dirty and inappropriate for mas Kahfi" said Kia hiding a turbulent taste in her heart. His chest felt tight as if a stone was rising in his heart. He knew Kahfi was very disappointed in him.

As Kia played around with her silent feelings Kahfi stared at and tried to understand the situation she was in.

"She's not the same, is she?" Kahfi thrust an empty glass before Kia. To make Kia surprised.

Kia grabbed the empty glass from Kahfi's hand. Now Kahfi grabbed Kia's pelvis quickly. Sontak made Kia's eyes perfectly round and the glass she was about to reach almost fell, Kahfi quickly grasped it back.

Kia did not answer Kahfi's question, she could only stare at Kahfi's face with slightly glassy eyes. Kia tried to smile to adjust the situation so that Kahfi was not so sad about her change. Although Kia realized Kahfi must be very aware of the change in Kia's attitude to him.

"What makes the deck doubtful?" Again Kahfi's question made Kia's heart even more crowded.

Kia lowered her head, hiding the tears that were about to fall.

Kahfi's burly hand hung at Kia's waist. Until it makes Kia not warty. Kahfi hugged the wife's body tightly. He felt a tremor in Kia's body.

Kia's tears fell along with her beloved husband's close embrace. The more Kahfi understood his embrace the more tears Kia let out.

Kahfi did not say a word. It could only feel the tremors from the bated cries from Kia's body. He was trying to understand Kia's situation. Kahfi felt the sadness of his wife now. Which may be hard to reveal for Kia.

"Sorry, deck. I couldn't protect the deck that night. And mas felt failed to be a husband because he could not help, the deck" said Kahfi while stroking gently Kia's back. And no tears Kahfi fell on Kia's left shoulder.

Kia's sobbing voice was getting heard. The vibrations in his body are getting stronger. Kahfi tried to loosen her hug. Kia immediately ran off Kahfi's embrace towards the bathroom in the room.

Kahfi just resigned and let it happen. His heart saw this. He's trying to understand everything that's happened this week.

Chief Kahfi began to give a reaction. His head felt heavy and his body became limp. He could not get out of his hospital bed to chase after his wife.

Kahfi tried to lay her body down with all her might. Tight and sorrowful to see Kia's attitude to him, but on the other hand he must also be able to understand and give space to Kia. Both of his fingers tried to massage his forehead as he stared at the sky of the room.

On the other hand Kia cried sobbing with the body she was resting behind the bathroom door. His body slowly slumped until he sat on the bathroom floor with his hands hugging his legs. Clear circles dripped down so profusely, the sound of crying he was trying to restrain him.

Every time Kahfi wanted to get close to him, the events of that night always came to his mind to make him avoid Kahfi.