LOVE NARA

2,78. IF YOU HAD KNOWN

In another town, in an examination room, a doctor was taking a short break before returning home and meeting a small family he loved and loved.

He pulled out his phone and opened a messaging app to check and reply to many incoming messages. Some of them are messages that are included in the messaging group they follow.

The messaging group that made him know the news about his past woman. The woman who used to be very much loved and wanted to be immediately proposed to be a friend.

The past. Now everything has become the past. The past that created a memory, which he could not deny, has become the most beautiful memory in his entire life.

He realized that the past could not return and now their lives have been separated and become each other. Both of them have been living happily with their loved ones beside them.

His pair of neutrals shone cheerfully when he noticed a photo together that was somehow taken. But it still seems to be recent because in the photo it looks someone who is the center of attention is still sitting on a wheelchair.

Some old friends who live in one city with him, sometimes take the time to come to him at the hospital where he works, just to let go of longing and share a light story.

"I'm grateful to still be able to see the smile on your face. Keep smiling like this, because your smile can bring a lot of happiness to those around you, even those far away from you, like I'm here ...."

Tok ... tokk .. tokkk ...!!!

A nurse came in and told Ardi if there was anyone who wanted to meet her. After getting permission, the nurse opened the door wide and let the guest in, then he went out and closed the door again.

"You're here apparently, Ga?" Ardi put his phone on the table and stood up and approached Yoga to welcome his little friend with a warm hug.

"Yes. There's some agenda here, but tomorrow we'll be back there."

"How do you know if I'm still in the clinic?" ask Ardi.

"I saw that your car was still parked out front, so I decided to stop by to see you."

Yoga returned Ardi's embrace and released him to sit face to face. At a glance, his eyes caught something eye-catching on Ardi's phone screen that was still brightly lit on the table.

Ardi who realized the direction of Yoga's view immediately took his phone and closed the message in the form of a photo that was still open before.

"I've told you many times, never play with fire!"

Ardi only smiled faintly in response to the warning he had already memorized and always remembered it out of his head.

"Don't be so bad to me. You know best who I am and whether I might sacrifice my happiness just for the sake of something that is no longer my destiny."

"Then, what was that?" cecar Yoga who deliberately tried to pry the contents of the doctor's heart of the clinic owner.

"That photo I saw in our college group first. I can't possibly look for it intentionally as you thought," replied Ardi calmly.

"If you know what's really going on about him and what he's been going through all this time, will you still be this calm and really think of him as only the past?"

Yoga was silent, did not want Ardi to know about a reality that inevitably had to be kept secret.

Not only because of the woman's request to him, but also because of his desire to keep all parties involved in order to stay on the line of life they believe in today, without sacrificing the happiness of any of them.

"I'm glad that there are still some old friends of ours who took the time to visit her during her illness."

Ardi took Yoga's favorite cold drink and mineral water for her in a mini-fridge in the back corner. He sat back down and handed it to Yoga for them to drink together.

"Do you have to be that careful until you feel the need to be sure?"

Yoga is still trying to suppress Ardi with various questions that corner the man.

"No, Ga. That's not what I meant. But with me knowing the news about him and especially if I know that he's always been fine all this time, I feel calmer and less guilty about letting go."

"He was always accompanied by his parents and those closest to him."

"And you must always remember, Di. Your responsibility is not there. But here in your house. Your beloved wife and child. Never play them!" Yoga puts its warning on the friend.

Ardi nodded with certainty. He did not want to ignore his family. It's just that, sometimes there is a desire to remember the past, just to remember a fragment of memories that will forever not be able to go from the heart.

"Just remembering it once in a while doesn't mean expecting it back." Ardi confirmed with certainty.

"I hold your word!" Yoga ended his little debate with his best friend and began to divert the conversation.

Ardi finished his drink and threw his plastic bottle into the litter box under the table.

"So, is there anything you want to talk about while we meet here?" ask her then by looking at Yoga full of search.

"There was. About my wife and her desire to get pregnant again."

Yoga sat leaning back and playing the bottle of drink in her hand while calming her suddenly agitated feelings because of what she wanted to tell.

"Actually I was still doubtful, but also could not resist his wish," honestly Yoga with a look of light to the ceiling of the room.

"What do you still doubt? You're afraid she'll have another miscarriage?"

Ardi guessed clearly at what he could already see from the look of uneasiness on the face of the man who loved Nara so much.

"Yes." Yeah." Yoga nodded and confirmed Ardi's entire speech.

"It's not him who's feeling traumatized right now, it's me."

Although he has decided to obey Nara's wishes even take the time to be able to do a short honeymoon with his wife, but deep down the cold, yet caring man for his family could not deny the real fear he still felt.

"You should support it wholeheartedly, not even circling around yourself in excessive fear" Ardi said.

"I saw him myself twice in a row, how sad he used to be, until every time he chose silence and solitude in his sobbing. Even every night, he used to deliriously lament his loss."

Yoga recounts all that Nara experienced every time her wife had a miscarriage and had to be willing to lose the baby candidate she so desperately wanted.

Nara may look strong and well in front of others. But in his own time, then he spilled all the sadness he felt in a heart-wrenching cry of grief.

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