JIWO PROMISE

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Witri smiled cheerfully when she saw the beautiful place she was enjoying with Hari.

"Well good place, huh, Mom? Adem." said Witri while looking happy on a day that had just smiled to see him move around and play with the wind.

"Aren't you happy, is this place the same?" ask Witri later.

"Seneng dong's. I like it." said Hari with eyes no less sparkling.

The two of them were now sitting on a stretch of green grass that felt soft in sitting. As far as the eye can see is a stretch of green grass and large trees that shade. Beside them flow a small river with very clear water so that small fish chasing between the rocks can be seen clearly from above.

"I want to go to the river" said Witri then rushed to stand and walk quickly to the edge of the river and without hesitation went directly into the river whose water was just over his eyes.

"Be careful, Jeng. Beware of being petty." said Hari while following Witri quickly.

"Will not slip. Take it easy." said Witri reassuring her husband.

"You must be careful if you want to do anything...Put the child in your stomach. Only you can take care of him " said Hari while going down to the river.

"Yes, Baweeel's father." replied Witri as she splashed a bit of river water on Hari's face.

Some time both were cool to play in the river flow before sitting cross-legged facing next to the river that gurgled the water sounded very soothing.

"I'll stay here" said Hari while smilingly looking at Witri.

"Living here what does that mean? You moved assignments here?" witri asked with a confused look. Day just a little smile.

"You please take care of Aksa...You should be happy later." said Hari while stroking gently Witri's cheek which began to look confused.

"We didn't you move here, Mas?" ask Witri in a protest tone.

"Can't jump on you, honey. I used to be here. If you want, we'll see you later. God willing."

"I want! I'm coming with you, huh, Mas?" sahut Witri fast.

"No way, Cheng. There will be a time when you will follow me. Patience." said Hari then approached and hugged Witri tightly.

"Don't be sad. I'll be all right. You and Aksa will be fine too. There is Mas Nadi and also Jiwo who will take care of you later." said Hari softly while repeatedly kissing the head of Witri.

Witri started sobbing.

Why can't he move here? Is Hari on a secret mission here until she has to stay home alone and not come along? What if something happens on Tuesday?

"Why can't I come? How long have we been apart, Mom? You're going home if I want to be born?" tanya Witri was sobbing and looked up at Hari who did not answer. Only a hug that feels tighter and even more makes Witri more sobbing.

Day did not answer. That means Hari can't promise when she'll be home. So was Witri's mind.

"Who would have judged Aksa after she was born if it wasn't you, Mas? You should go home when Aksa is born. Yea?" pinta Witri was like a whine only to get a definite answer from her husband on his return.

"Hopefully you can prosecute Aksa later" said Hari later in a persuading voice.

"Why should he look at her if his father is around? You don't want an adhan for Aksa?" asked Witri already while squeezing the chest wrapped in a white shirt that Hari wore. His heart grew more and more unsettled with the silence of Hari.

It seems that later she will indeed have to give birth without being accompanied by Hari. Hari had to run errands here without knowing when to go home.

"You must be strong...Soldier's wife can not be whiny and likes to cry like gini. Later if Aksa catangangan cengeng how?" said Day after they had been silent for quite a while.

"You can't get permission to go home for a while to wait for me to come back later, Mas? Just moment. After you meet Aksa and Adzan for him, you can come back here again. I won't ask for anything else with you. I promise." pinta Witri expectantly on Hari.

Hari just looked at him with sadness even though her lips smiled understandingly.

"I'm sorry, Jeng. I can't promise to do that. Don't you get angry, okay?" said Hari with regret and hope.

Witri's cry grew louder after hearing that remark.

Dismissed was his last hope.

The birthing dream awaited by the ruined husband already. Day can't promise that.

"I'm sorry, Jeng. Please.." said Hari with teary eyes while cupping the face of Witri who had flooded with tears.

Not everything Hari wants. When she had to give birth to Aksa alone without Hari, it was not the will of either of them.

Day only soldiers should obey orders. Family and other sentimental sense are in the order of umpteenth after the duty of the country.

What else could he do but understand that?

"I'm sorry...?" whispered another Day who then got a nod to Witri's plan. What else could he do besides that?

However, she did not want to burden Hari with her effective whining when her husband had to be away from her because of his duty as a state retainer.

"Still.." said Hari in a clear voice that resists haru, making Witri sobbing more and more imagine that the real day was hard to leave her alone like this. Just because Hari is more able to hold feelings, so it does not increase the atmosphere of melow between them this time.

Grip tightened hands and almost made the fingers of Witri sick make Witri open his eyes.

"Why are you crying?" hari's voice resuscitated Witri from her long dream.

"Astagfirullahaladzim.. astagfirullahaladzim.." murmured Witri while removing his tears quickly.

"What dream did you have that cry?" tanya Hari while looking worriedly at Witri.

Praise be to Allah...Mas Hari is still beside me...

"You go alone. I wasn't invited." replied Witri with a sullen face. Laughing to see it.

"Where am I going?" tanya Day later.

"No idea where. But the place is good, Mas. It's good to have a house there. Unfortunately you were there yourself. I wasn't invited. Sebel!" sulkan Witri while setting one foot slowly to the floor.

"Don't be that bad. It's just a dream." said Hari, smiling with a sad look.

"I don't want to stay with you. I'll come along if you go anywhere." sulking Witri spoiled, making Hari chuckle softly.

"It can't be either, Jeng. Inget, who am I?" ask Hari with a gentle look.

"Ingett...You're a soldier." said Witri slowly.

"You're his wife's soldier, right?" tanya Day later. Witri nodded slowly.

"Must understand and accept. That right?" tanya Hari as reminded. Witri nodded slowly.

"Can't be sad. If the mother is sad, then Aksa will be a crybaby you know" said Hari half-little

"No! Who says my son is a crybaby." sergeant Witri is quick.

"My son should be a cheerful and kind child. Please educate her like that, dear." said Hari again with a sad face.

"We're both going to educate him, Mas." - sergeant Witri quickly.

Witri's heart was riled back to see the gaze of different Hari.

"But you will always accompany Aksa, because you are her mother" said Hari later. Witri nodded back.

Witri looked at his watch. It was time for dawn prayers. Why didn't he hear Adzan?

After following Hari's instructions so that her husband could pray just by lying down and walking smoothly, Witri asked Hari to perform her morning prayers in a small mosque outside the ICU room.

"Don't look at her face" said Hari when she saw Witri's face seemed reluctant to leave her alone.

"I pray for a moment. I'm fine here" Witri said at last. Confused to talk how to express his concerns if the day comes.

"Yes. I'll stay here, Jeng." said Hari with a smile.

Witri rushed out of the room after previously leaving Hari on the picket nurse in front of her room.

In front of the door Witri mushola met with Nadi who had just finished praying.

"What day is the condition, Ma'am?" asked Nadi with a glance looking at Witri's face.

Sweet even though it seems to be tired.

"Stable, Sir. Hopefully action will be taken soon." replied Witri with a hopeful smile.

"Aami...I'll wait for him for a second, shall I? While you pray." asked Nadi expectantly."Later if you have finished praying, send a message just let me get out immediately." he continued when he saw the objection on Witri's face. Maybe Witri thought Nadi would change his position waiting for Hari for a long time.

"Yes, Sir. Be able. Titip Mas Hari for a moment." replied Witri seemed relieved.

The two immediately separated themselves to carry out their respective intentions.

As much as Witri's energy focused on his morning prostration even though the shadow of his dream just now continued to flutter in his mind.

The shady and soothing place earlier, which will be in the Day, without him being able to come along.

Vaguely Witri hears the call to Mr. Hari's family from the waiting room in front of the ICU room next to the small mosque where he is prostrating.

On the third call he had just clearly heard when there was a man in front of the door mushola a little loudly making a sound.

"Family Pak Hari Prasetyo...Is there?"

"I! My wife!" exclaiming Witri rushed to remove the mucus and immediately rushed towards the nurse who was still waiting in front of the door of the ICU room.

Witri's heart is no longer broken.

"Quick Mom." take the nurse half-run ahead of Witri.

With a body that trembled entirely and a step that seemed no longer grounded, Witri hunted towards Hari's bed.

"Astagfirullahaladzim! Mas.." exclaimed Witri when he saw two doctors were busy doing nothing around Hari.

Witri's eyes met with Hari's gaze as if saying 'please, I'm not strong. I'm sorry, Jeng.'

Nadi who was beside Hari rushed to gently pull Witri's arm to change his standing position.

"Take him, Ma'am... ASYHADU AN LAA ILAAHA ILLALLAH, WAYHADUANNA MUHAMMADAR RASUULULLAH".Nadi said leading Witri who seemed confused by his speech.

With his mouth closer to Hari's ear, Witri whispered the words of the creed with a rumbling chest.

His mind could no longer think of the sadness of his heart, nor was it that he would lose Hari.

Seeing the Day that already looks very tired breathing like that makes Witri can no longer put forward his ego to still want to be with Hari.

He had reached the very top of his love. He was heartless and felt breathless to see such a day.

Me and Aksa do not papa Mas you stay as long as you are not tormented again like this.

I'm sincere that you'll be there first and happy there.

Don't get sick again, honey.

Go home quietly, Mom...

"ASYHADU AN LAA ILAAHA ILLALLAH, WAASYHADUANNA MUHAMMADAR RASUULULLAH".although Witri clearly heard the Day saying it calmly.

Witri continued to lead Hari to recite the shahada with tears but also relief on the other side of her heart.

At least he could have ushered in Hari's departure in a good way. Until the last breath of her husband was able to speak

"Laa ilaaha illallah" while carrying Witri's hand to his chest and scapegoating as when he prayed.

Until Witri felt the grip of Hari's hand was getting weaker and no longer powerful.

Witri raised her face and looked at Hari's calm face with a peaceful smile and turned slightly towards her, to the right.

Missing.

His soulmate had gone for good from his side.

Witri wanted to roar with all her might but her lips seemed to be tightly locked.

She wanted to cry but her tears seemed to be dry.

"05.15."

"Innalilahi wainna ilaihi rojiun.." That was all he could hear.

After that he was like a body without life.

Staring blankly as the team of doctors removed all the tools from the body last day covered the whole body until the face of her husband was no longer visible from his view.

"Don't close. Later she could not breathe." muttered Witri while extending her weak hand, about to open the cloth covering her husband's face.

But the gentle checks of a sturdy hand that supported his body that seemed to float made him unable to reach the cloth on Hari's face.

"The day is healed. It will not be crowded anymore" said Nadi with eyes reddened full of tears.

In his heart he 'sorry' why he had to go back to see the departure of a meaningful person in his life.

"Follow." Witri's voice tore at her momentary daydream and saw Witri's slow pace accompanying the bed containing Hari's corpse which began to be carried out of the room.

Nadi was confused when he was stopped by the administration officer while Witri could not be left alone.

Lucky to see Mr. Ikhsan appeared in a hurry with his wife who immediately embraced Witri and cried.

"Please accompany Witri. I take care of his administration first." said Nadi slowly while throwing away his face hiding the teardrop.

But you, Har left me, your wife's son.

He said he wanted to be called father to your children. Why leave before your son can call you Dad?

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