Look at Me, My Husband
S1. Chapter 15
The treatment room was white with drapery cream curtains that looked lonely. Papa-in-law was busy with a cell phone in hand, reading news from online media while the mother-in-law seemed to be sitting by the bed, staring at Naina's closed eyelids.
“Sweet child, but dear your fate is not as sweet as your face. Your heart is as big as the ocean, but it's a pity to take a test that's endless without you knowing.”
Mama Wira satin, with teary eyes. The clear crystal liquid had almost fallen if it had not been touched by the tip of his hand.
“Mama is also a woman, mama can feel how her pain in your position. I'm sorry, Nai. Our love is not diminished by Stevi and Nola. Your position remains the same in our hearts, even mama knows in the heart of your Hero you are irreplaceable. It's just that, as women, it's not fair that we look after you but sacrifice another woman, let alone having our grandchildren there. Isn't that fair it should be for everyone.”
Gently grasping Naina's hand implies how much affection she has for Naina.
“Mama knows, Wira is innocent, the only one to blame is Stevi, but here too there is Nola. You can't just ignore Nola. No matter how innocent he was, he was just a sinless child who needed both of his parents. It would be unfair for Nola to take on the sins of her parents. Mama knows, someday you'll understand, Nai.”
The sound of the door opening, distracting the couple from their activities.
“Wir, is it done?” asked the papa, spontaneously pocketing his salary back.
“Already, Pa. How's Naina? Is my wife okay?” ask the hero, step inside. Figuring out will be curious and worried about him in the last few hours.
Wira's heart warms, seeing the tight grip of her mother's hand on Naina's stained fingers. A sight he hadn't seen for a long time. Since these two years, Mama has spent more time with Nola, ignoring Naina more. Unlike before, when Nola had not entered their lives.
“Ma, Naina hasn't had lunch?” asked Wira, her netra caught a tray containing food that was still intact, untouched.
“Iya Wir's. Naina wants to have lunch with you. Mama has persuaded, but your wife does not want.”
Hero nodded. The man was quite knowledgeable about Naina, who was only willing to indulge in her.
“Wir, how? Is everything okay?” ask Mama Wira. Stepping away, looking for a comfortable place to exchange stories while whispering.
“Already.” The short answer of the hero is accompanied by a nod.
“Ma, if you have time, please visit Nola often. I was worried about my daughter,” a soft remark, almost like a whisper.
“My relationship with Stevi wasn't very good. Mama knows, it affects her attitude to Nola,” explained Wira slowly, almost without a sound.
Both of them were staring at the same sight. Folded each other's chests in front of the window, whispering softly.
“Since the beginning my mom asked you to be nice to Stevi it was only for Nola, Wir. Mama can already guess the direction will be like this.” Upset was stuck in the sentence, but as a parent, he could do nothing.
“I don't love him. Until my breath is out of my body, there will be no Stevi's name in my life and death, Ma. Just Naina, mom knows that. With Naina or not with anyone!” the 27-year-old man.
“Naina is much more valuable in your eyes, than Nola. One day you will regret it Wir.”
The hero smiled wryly. “Hopefully my mother also has no regrets about this two-year mama's decision towards me and Naina.”
“Jaga Naina, pity if you have to continue to miscarry. It's not just the physical ones that are sick. Behind his steadfast and smile, he was the most down and shattered at the moment. Once a miscarriage maybe she can still toughen up. How many times has this been. Anyway, why didn't you know you were pregnant?” ask Mama Wira.
“Iya Ma. Later Wira was busy, Nai was too. Moreover, Nai's menstrual schedule was irregular,” explained Wira bowed, feeling guilty.
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After the departure of Mama and papa Wira, the treatment room was silent again. The man in casual clothes, pulled up a chair and sat closer to his wife.
Glancing at the clock on the wall, it had already passed an hour and a half from lunch hour.
“Nai, wake up Darling,” pangill Wira slowly. Get up, bend over and give a thin kiss on Naina's lips. His efforts to keep his wife awake.
The eyelids blinked a few times, opening with shade. Second, two seconds, three seconds, five seconds.
“Mas, when to come?” said Naina, with the same gentleness. From the beginning of the introduction, Naina was still the meek one who was able to crush the heart of the Hero at first sight.
“Newly.” The hero answered briefly. His hand pulled the lever to make his wife sit on the bed. The most comfortable position to feed Naina lunch.
“We had lunch, yes.”
The man grabbed the tray and put it on his lap. He began to feed his wife. One bite at a time while sharing their beautiful story. Sometimes Wira throws jokes, accompanied by laughter Naina. So beautiful, so beautiful, so perfect.
“Mas, now Nai will feed Mas,” said Naina, taking all the dishes from the hand of Wira. Feed her husband with food that was deliberately removed at the beginning, on the right side of the plate.
“No. For all Nai, Mas is still full,” reject Wira, pushing slowly the spoon that has already touched the tip of his lips. But Naina is not the name if the persuasion is not able to shake the fortress of Wira. Enough with a terkulum smile, the Hero will be torn, shapeless.
“Mas,” Delicate whimper spoiled, attacking the eardrum of Wira, mixed soft strokes on the back of the hands of a handsome man who was busy with his thoughts. Yeah, Wira's still worried about her daughter right now.
“Mas haven't eaten yet, right?” ask Naina, make sure. Not giving her husband a chance to avoid.
“Iya.” The hero opened his mouth, giving no objection. According to Naina's feed just like that.
“Mas, I feel that Stevi has changed lately. Not like the beginning of meeting. It seems he has something. Did Mas give him too much work?” asked Naina, frowning. Recollecting.the sight of the secretary of Wira each looked at him. Strange looks that are hard to express.
“Already, maybe because it is a lot of work. The mood goes up and down. No need to think about Stevi. Enough rest, we schedule our honeymoon. Choose a place that Nai likes, after Nai is healthy, we make another baby,” Wira tease, blink her eyes.
Glowing eyes full of love, Naina commented a thin smile. “Last bribe, Mas.” says Naina.
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