
"Mas, did Doctor Ardi ever call you again?"
Yoga shakes his head to answer his wife's questions. Ever since he came home from the hospital one day ago, his little friend had never called again.
He also had never met Ardi, but before he realized almost every week the obstetrician always took the time to come visit him with Flowers.
In fact, not infrequently they stay and invite and Aura the little princess who is almost a year old, so Raga has friends to play at home.
"A week ago on your birthday, I called him and talked to him for a while. Ardi didn't say anything and just apologized for not being able to visit here again."
Nara offered a glass of orange juice made for her husband who immediately received Yoga and drank until no rest.
"Thank you, dear." Touched and kissed the head of the wife after finishing her morning drink.
"Eventually every time I think about their families, I feel bad, Mas. Could something have happened that we don't know? But what ...?"
Nara was about to return to the kitchen to prepare her cooked breakfast, but their conversation about Ardi kept her standing before Yoga who had not yet put on her work clothes.
Putting an empty glass on the table, Nara's hands were stretched out to help her husband wear the work shirt he had prepared.
Yoga smiled and followed the movements of his wife who had unfurled the shirt and put one by one her hands into the sleeves of the shirt.
"I actually feel it too, honey. But because Ardi said that if everything was okay, I ignored him and chose to focus on recovering my physical condition."
Nara started to hook the buttons of the Yoga shirt. But before that, she performed her kissing ritual on a historic wound on her husband's chest, which now adds up with a gunshot scar on his abdomen.
"Don't hurt anymore, Mas," Nara pinta at the end of her kiss. Yoga nodded and kissed her forehead gently.
"I'll take better care of myself, honey." Nara's head was rubbed lovingly.
Nara held back Haru who started to stifle her chest, then smiled to dispel her grief.
For a moment they fell silent in each other's minds until Nara began to insert the tip of a Yoga shirt into her trousers. There is a different feeling when tightening the belt of the husband.
"Mas, you're thinner now. Look, your work pants are loose."
Yoga looked down and confirmed his wife's words. During one month of coma, his body weight was reduced by five kilograms. Not very visible overall, but quite visible on the face of his beautiful looks more tapered.
"I will immediately return it to its original size. With your delicious cooking every day, my body will definitely contain more quickly, dear."
Nara nodded and said Yoga. She will certainly prepare healthy food every day, for her husband and children, as well as prospective children in the womb.
"It's ready!"
Today is the first time Yoga will go to the office and start his work. However, Nara has advised him not to do too much activity first.
"I want to visit the graves of Papa and Mama, as well as Dicky's tomb. It's been a long time since we've been there."
"After your re-examination next week, we can make time to go home, Mom."
Yoga smiled and agreed to the wife's proposal. Nara who was tidying up the collar of a Yoga shirt got a gift of a tight hug from her husband.
After his task, Nara's hand returned the embrace of Yoga by wrapping it around the man's sturdy neck.
"We will also visit Ardi and his little family. I hope they're all okay and our concerns aren't proven."
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"No, Honey. You still have to be treated here, because your condition is still very weak. I don't want to risk taking you home and taking care of you myself."
The couple argued about the same thing every day. About the desire of Bunga to go home and not approved by Ardi because of his condition is still weak, even the injuries are decreasing from day to day.
Ardi hid the diagnosis from the doctor based on a series of examinations that have been undertaken by Bunga.
He did not want to make his wife's condition worse if he knew the real doctor's verdict. Only Ardi knew and never told anyone, including his wife's flower.
Since Bunga was hospitalized almost three weeks ago, not once had the woman been told about her condition and what illness she was suffering from that required her to remain in that place until this point.
Although in fact, Bunga was able to expect it and knew more about all the changes he experienced himself, but he also never wanted to show his sadness in front of Ardi.
The mother-daughter knew that the chances of her recovery were very small. But he never wanted to show his despair in front of the husband who was always loyal to take care and accompany him tirelessly in the slightest.
Both Ardi and Bunga, both of them know about the condition of the woman, but are both silent and cover each other because they do not want to make their partner sad.
"I'm sorry, Mom. Maybe my time won't be long. But let it all go like this. Enough I know, so as not to add to your sadness later when I have to leave you ...."
As with Bunga, Ardi also keeps the same thoughts as his beloved wife. He just wanted to keep the feeling of the Flower and maintain his condition so as not to get weak and progressively decreased.
"I'm sorry if this time I can't be honest with you, honey. I don't want to see you getting sadder and making you weaker because you know the truth. To be honest, I was the one who felt so scared to face that worst moment. I don't know if I'll be able to let you go or not ...."
There is nothing more Ardi can do than stay with his wife all the time and give her the strength and strength to keep going through all the recovery process without giving up.
For a time, Aura was forced to send them alternately at the home of Ardi's parents and Bunga's parents.
Forced also the beautiful baby must stop drinking breast milk prematurely, given the condition of the flower that does not allow to keep giving milk in a state of severe pain.
It is not easy for Ardi to accept the truth of the pain suffered by his wife, who was previously completely unknown to him and suddenly all revealed through a verdict from a doctor.
Not because he is less concerned about the health of the Flower or not good in maintaining it, but the Flower itself is deliberately covered and prevent Ardi not to know it.
The same great love makes both of them do not want to hurt each other and give grief to each other.
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