LOVE NARA

2.40. BE SINCERE AND LET GO

Yoga deliberately leave Raga at the house of Father and Mother with Mbak Indah. He wanted to strengthen Nara first because after knowing the truth later, the wife would definitely feel as devastated as before and need full support from her.

He also temporarily transferred control of Raga

Properland to Beno who will stay with Pak Budi in their house there.

"Mas, what am I? Why did I suddenly faint?"

Nara began to look forward to hearing stories from her husband about his health condition. He wanted to find out what really happened to him.

Yoga began to prepare himself because he would never be able to see the deep sadness on the face of his beloved woman, especially if it hurts to the heart of Nara who wants to always take care of her and she is happy.

The man hugged the body of the wife who was sitting close to him on the bed. He always remembers Ardi's message, if Nara should continue to rest and should not move much.

"Have you felt anything uncomfortable lately inside your body?"

Nara nodded slowly. All this time he felt fine and had no complaints at all.

"This month you've got your period?"

"No, Mas. But these few days it starts to come out a little spot, as usual if it will come menstruation."

Yoga regulates his breath as calmly as possible to dampen the tightness he begins to feel. He closed his eyes before he started telling the truth.

"Said Ardi, it's not because you're going to menstruate, but ...."

"Huh? But what, Mas?" Nara turned her head towards her husband and started pounding despite not knowing what Yoga was going to say.

"If you experience it, it's a sign that your content is problematic, dear."

"Related? You mean ... I'm pregnant, Mas?" Nara widened her eyesight with a face that began to turn pale again.

Yoga nodded slowly with a sad look.

"But your pregnancy will not be able to continue, because in your womb there is only a pregnancy bag with no fetus in it."

"Mas ...?!" Nara's face grew pias and her pair of eyes began to glaze over.

"I'm sorry, honey. But we have to reconsider your pregnancy this time ...."

Nara shook her head repeatedly, unable to accept the reality conveyed by her husband.

"You're lying, aren't you, Mas? You're just kidding. Isn't that right, Mas?"

Nara still does not believe everything Yoga says that makes the man even sadder to see his wife's sad face.

"I'm telling the truth. Again forgive me, dear."

Yoga pulled Nara back into her arms and continued to kiss the top of her head nonstop. He had just finished after listening to his wife's sobs.

Her heart was so sliced hearing Nara's sobbing over her chest. Let his wife's hand continue to beat the part of his body to vent the immense sadness.

Losing again. They lost it again for the second time. Losing the prospective baby they want and they look forward to giving Raga a sister.

Nara continued to cry until her body grew weaker and more helpless. No more punching his hand, no more stuffing, no more crying that originally roared loudly.

The body was leaning limply with both hands of Yoga as its restraint. The man continued to hold her as tightly as possible, providing warmth to calm her down, with a loving touch to strengthen the heart of his beloved woman.

Yoga felt Nara's body getting heavier in her arms. He slowly lifted the face that was originally lowered in his arms. How surprised the man was to find his wife was unconscious again.

"Darling! Nara dear ..., wake up, dear!" Tried by patting slowly Nara's cheek to wake her up, but the woman was still not aware as well.

Yoga swiftly laid his wife's body with a pile of high pillows, then took the therapeutic aroma oil and applied it around Nara's nose.

Not wanting to leave his wife, Yoga contacted Bibi Asih via cell phone and asked her to deliver a warm sweet tea to Nara immediately.

Soon the middle-aged woman had come with a cup of warm sweet tea as requested by Yoga.

"Bak Nara hasn't gotten along yet, Mas?"

Yoga just shook his head while continuing to look at the wife he loved so much. Dielus-elus his forehead and occasionally given a kiss affection with the deepest heart.

Aunty Asih put the cup she was carrying on the table then approached Yoga who was sitting on the edge of the bed with her sad face.

"Auntie is sorry, Mom. But you can't go on thinking about it. Maybe it is not time for God to give us trust anymore. Just say, God willing you will soon be awarded a successor."

Yoga could only nod and continue to nail his attention to Nara. Only that woman was the center of his attention at the moment. She wanted Nara to come to her senses immediately and be able to accept this bitter reality.

A little while later, Nara's moaning voice called out to her husband.

"Maas ...." Yoga approached and continued to look at his wife who had opened her eyes.

"I'm here, honey. I'm with you." The sprinkling of another kiss on Nara's forehead began to sob again.

Quickly the woman woke up and poured into the arms of Yoga who immediately clutched her tightly.

"Ssttt ..., calm yourself down, dear. Trust me, everything will be fine. We got together through this and we can."

Yoag stretched out their arms and cupped Nara's tear-soaked face. Unknowingly, a pair of his netra had been inundated with clear details that with just one blink had decayed and flowed to the surface of the face.

"Whatever happens, it is God's will. We cannot be sad and we cannot avoid it. Sincere, Honey. We just have to be sincere and let go of all this."

Changed thumb Yoga cleans the rest of the tears on the pretty face of his beloved angel. One smile fell on her lips, making Nara began to pull the corner of her lips up and reveal a faint smile.

Countless times Yoga kissed his wife's forehead to show her love and affection for the only woman who was sincerely loved and had been possessed as a companion to life.

After Nara began to look calm and her crying subsided, she took a cup from the table and helped Nara to drink it.

"Drink this warm sweet tea to restore your condition."

Nara obediently and immediately gulped it down little by little until the cup contained no more.

"Thank you, Mum."

Yoga returned the empty cup she held onto the table, then both her hands clasped Nara's hands and kissed her.

"I should be thanking you, baby. Thank you for all your sacrifices while living with me."

"Thank you for your struggle to give me offspring, a son whom I longed for and now have. For me, Raga is enough if God wills it to be so."

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