LET ME GO MY HUSBAND
CHAPTER 47 Have I Become a Stain For Your Life?
Instantly, Andhira's succumbs drifted far through the cloud layers. The sound of the impact squealed his eardrum until it felt like a blow. He closed his ears with his hands and closed his eyes.
"Darling, are you okay?" asked Daffa who immediately stopped the speed of his car.
Andhira silently did not answer. It seemed that he was in great shock watching what was before him. Yes, a truck collided with another four-wheeled vehicle and it happened right in front of a Daffa car that was only ten meters away.
"Come, Dhira. Everything's gonna be okay." Daffa hugged Andhira to calm him down.
Not long after, the sound of sirens was heard crowded there. Andhira panicked. Finally, Daffa decided to immediately return his car and leave the scene.
"Calm down, honey, we'll be there soon" Daffa said, trying to focus on driving his car.
The actual journey is not too far it makes it feel long for Andhira, because of the accident incident. Until they got home, he still closed his eyes and ears. Not wanting to make Andhira even more panicked, Daffa immediately carried her body and went inside.
"Dhira, open your eyes. It's okay, we're home" Daffa said.
"I'm afraid ...," said Andhira.
"Everything's safe, honey."
Andhira opened her eyes slowly. "Ouugh ... My heart was barely loose," Andhira pounced with a gasp.
"Wait here! I'll get you some water to drink" Daffa said, then hurried over.
Andhira sat on a sofa waiting for Daffa to bring him some water to drink. Suddenly, someone stole his attention. He got up and walked towards the wall.
"I'm posting all our wedding photos. Do you like it?" said Daffa who was standing behind Andhira, with a glass of water in his hand.
Andhira turned to Daffa, then commented a smile. "Is all this no longer bothering you?" cetus Andhira still does not believe.
"Drink first" Daffa continued, guiding Andhira's hand to the sofa.
"Sit down and drink this" he said, giving Andhira some drinking water. Andhira sipped it to the end.
"Dhira, I know this may be hard to believe."
"What's so hard to believe, Mom?" andhira asked with a probing look.
"The changes that have been made to me. The man in front of you right now is not the Daffa he once was. God taught me a lesson by making me fall for you. I accept the consequences of that. As a result of what I have done to you."
"That's it, don't remind me anymore, Mom. Can we talk about it next time?"
"Well, let's go to the room and get some rest!" said Daffa who directly carried Andhira.
"Down me, Mas. I can walk on my own, "ronta Andhira.
Daffa did not heed the words of the woman who had the nose pointed. Until finally, they went into the room. And again, Andhira saw a picture of their wedding on the nightstand in the room. He took a long breath.
"I don't care how hard you accept my change, Dhira. I will not give up and will continue to fight until the wounds in your heart heal completely" Daffa said.
"Rest first, yeah. I'm gonna cook something. We haven't had lunch yet either!" toilet Daffa."
"Mas, I'm not tired. Can I help you cook?" Andhira.
Daffa sat on the lip of the bed and gently stroked the head of Andhira. "Are you sure?" tanyakanya.
"Does he mind?"
"Ahh, not at all. I'm just worried you'll be exhausted" Daffa said. Andhira.
"Taoi, if that's what you want, let's cook together," Daffa asked with a fissured smile.
"Lord, I don't know if my wife is in her normal phase or not! But, please don't let me take my guard down. I will try as hard as I can" whispered Daffa.
Daffa took Andhira by the hand and they stepped in the direction of the kitchen. Arriving there, Andhira was amazed to see a very clean and neat kitchen. He looked at Daffa with questioning eyes.
"I cleaned things up while you were at my mother's house" Daffa explained as if he knew Andhira's heart.
Andhira nodded and appreciated it. He moved open the fridge, and was again made happy by what he saw. "Is Mas also shopping to meet food stocks?"
Daffa filled the refrigerator completely, starting from vegetables, fruits, and other foodstuffs. It was a natural and simple thing. However, it became very special when done by Daffa who had always been bad to Andhira.
"What do you want to cook today?" ask Daffa.
"No idea, I'm confused. How about chicken soto?" andhira asked again.
"The process is too long for me to be hungry, honey, but if it makes you happy. I'll be patient."
"Then cook the water let's hurry, Mas!"
"Haha ... Dhira, you make me tickle. All right, cook anything up to you" explained Daffa.
"Didn't I have to sacrifice? Okay fine! I don't think it's difficult" inwardly Daffa reminded himself to be patient.
"Not so, Mom. We cook that ripens quickly." Andhira.
"Thank God, it turned out that he was very understanding," Daffa murmured softly.
"Why, Mum?"
"T-no .. let's continue cooking.
Then, a simple dish became their menu at that time.
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"How are you feeling? What's better?" ask Daffa while tilting his sleeping position facing Andhira.
"Maybe yes" replied Andhira slowly.
"Maybe?"
"I can't confirm it" Andhira added.
"OK, it's okay, honey," continued Daffa, then let out a smile.
"Mas ...," said Andhira.
"Hmmm, what's wrong? Do you need anything?"
"No, not that, Mom!"
"Then what? Just tell me I'll listen."
"Am I not a stain on your life?" lontar Andhira with teary eyes.
"Hey, of course not. Why are you talking like that?" asked Daffa while gently rubbing Andhira's cheek.
"But I have a mental illness, Mas. Aren't you ashamed that people know about me?"
Daffa was silent as he swallowed the pain that felt slicing inside his chest. "I'm ashamed, Dhira," Daffa replied with a breath that seemed to be restrained.
"Lantas, why don't you just let go of me, Mom? Rather than being a stain that stains your life and also makes you feel ashamed."
"I am ashamed not because you have the disease, but because I am the cause of the emotional disturbance that you experience. You know what it's like when I remember all my sins, Dhira?"
Andhira shook her head while biting her lower lip. He tried to hold back his crying voice from being heard until it came out. Even so, the tears kept flooding his cheeks.
"It was like grasping a very sharp knife. The tighter I clasped it, the deeper the knife hurt my hand. The more I remembered my mistake, the more pain I felt," explained Daffa with eyes that began to condense.
"Sometimes I feel my life is useless at all, Mas. Often the burden of thought presses me to the lowest point. And it makes me not confident" Andhira said.
"No, dear .. You mean more than anything. You have been having a lot of trouble because of me. Now, let me reassemble the fragments of the heart that remain. Nothing is impossible as long as we believe" Daffa said.
Daffa grabbed Andhira's hand and kissed her deeply. The atmosphere in the room was filled with all sorts of feelings. Cry and smile, passion and weakness, even pain and regret were present coloring their night.
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