LOVE NARA

3.8. NOT AS USUAL

"Mas, I feel very sorry for Aura. Such a small baby already has to go through all this."

Nara sat on the sofa while breastfeeding Gana who was still not asleep. Yoga, who had finished his office work, sat down next to his wife and grabbed her shoulders gently without wanting to wake the little baby.

"Not long ago she lost her mother's Flower, now she has to fight herself against her pain. That little baby .. ah, I can't bear to see it. Imagine it I didn't reach my heart, Mas."

Nara watched Gana who was still devouring her mandatory drinks regularly, making her imagine if all that happened to their son.

Tears began to drip softly on both cheeks, powerless to continue his reflection about bad things like Aura was experiencing.

"Ssttt ..., don't think about it again, dear. Never imagine anything bad about our family!" Yoga holds Nara's head and kisses her affectionately.

One hand hugged his wife and son from the front, closed his eyes and offered many prayers for the health and safety of their family.

Not to forget he also asked for prayer and healing for Aura, Ardi's little daughter who was like her own child.

This afternoon, Aura had to undergo a blood transfusion for the first time, as her condition had declined again. The tiny baby was nosebleed again accompanied by body temperature that crawled up and increasingly weakened physique.

"Destiny of God no man knows, my dear. I used to feel the same way as your fear. I always think about how you live with Raga next time, if I have to go forever."

Nara tried to hold back her already mounting feelings of sadness, as Gana slowly let go of her suction and actually fell asleep.

With care and affection, Yoga helps his wife tidy up her clothes and then takes over Gana to lay her in a crib located beside the bed.

After covering the mosquito net over the baby's bed, Yoga was surprised by Nara's embrace from behind who was crying sobbing.

"Darling? What's up?" She gently touched Nara's hand that wrapped her body tightly. Nara kept sobbing making her even more anxious.

He quickly twisted his body so that he now stood face to face with his beloved wife. He saw Nara who was still crying and immediately scattered again into his arms.

"Please be calm, dear. Don't wake Gana again. I'm here, I'm with you." Yoga clenched and kissed the top of his wife's head with haru.

She knew, surely Nara thought about her words earlier. About his departure, about the life of his wife and son if only his life had been truly beyond help.

Kissing the wife's forehead while chanting a series of prayers for the good of her family and the friend who was tested again with the pain of the beloved little one.

"Everything's gonna be okay, honey. It'll always be okay. For our family, also for them, Ardi and Aura his daughter."

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At the hospital, Ardi looked at the face of the princess who finally fell asleep after the many fuss she showed from late afternoon until the day began to go into the night.

The plain face still looked pale and weak helpless on a special bed designed for the nursery and children.

Looking at home wearing knee-length cloth pants and short-sleeved jerseys, the widower doctor did not distract him from the Aura that was getting more and more comfortable in his rest, after a long day full of surprises.

On the back of his left hand was attached an infusion needle whose peninsnaganya process was colored by the cry of Aura who initially continued to wriggle and refuse, but finally withered and calmer after Alya returned to hold him and continued to accompany him.

While he himself could not do much because he still could not fight his fear when he saw doctors and nurses trying to install intravenous needles into his veins.

Now, the small hand is supported with a special foam board to straighten the palm of the Aura so that the infusion fluid flow remains smooth even though the hand is actively moving.

"In, eat first. You haven't touched any food all day. I've bought us dinner."

After Aura had fallen asleep earlier, Alya said goodbye to go home to clean up and change clothes, after a day of accompanying Aura in the hospital.

Ardi himself was accompanied by Yoga after the man came from his office and accompanied his little friend to accompany Aura who finally had to undergo a blood transfusion after her condition weakened when undergoing treatment since noon.

Ardi turned his head and noticed Alya's appearance that had changed and was not as usual. Wearing a dark-colored home robe combined with a simple hijab that is lighter in color, the woman looks more graceful and full of allure.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim ...!!" Ardi rubbed his face and immediately turned him the other way.

Almost he was swept away by the sudden feeling of being present to burst out and stir his heart in such a way, that he forgot about the circumstances, as well as his beloved little daughter who still continued to sleep.

"You okay, Di?" alya asked who noticed the sudden change in Ardi's face which avoided her worried look at the man.

Ardi shook his head and smiled briefly at Alya then hurriedly turned again and chose to busied himself by rubbing Aura's forehead which still felt hot though not as high as before.

"In ..." call Alya who makes Ardi look back at that gentle face.

"Come, we'll eat first. Aura was still sleeping." Alya was waiting for him on the sofa.

Inevitably the lekaki stepped slowly towards a sofa that was different sides with where Alya was sitting. He picked up a box of food that was on the table right in front of him, while Alya also took the food that was in front of him.

Without another word, the two began to fill the stomachs of those who had been neglected for the day, for prioritizing themselves to accompany Aura who suddenly had a fever and nosebleed again, when they are in consultation with the doctor regarding the results of laboratory examinations that have just been received.

Ardi only opened the conversation after finishing his food and closed it with water available next to a warm drink that Alya also prepared for him.

At first glance read the writing marked with black markers in the packaging glass.

"Original black coffee, half a spoon of sugar." Ardi smiled reading it and remembered something in his past.

"You still remember the drink I always bought and I carry it with me every time we go to college together until the night at your old boarding house, Al."

For a moment the man dissolved in his past memories with the woman he was currently sitting down and having dinner with.

But a moment later, Ardi regained his senses and let out a long sigh to calm his feelings.

"Al, does your husband not mind if you spend a lot of your time accompanying Aura? I'm afraid he won't be pleased and scold you, maybe ...??" asked Ardi carefully so as not to offend the graceful woman.

Alya stopped the mouthful in her mouth and fell silent, reluctant to answer any questions she did not expect. Only a small smile accompanied by a headband did he finally show in response.

"Please express my gratitude to her, for allowing yourself to take the time to accompany Aura, even if you are willing to give your blood for my daughter."

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