LOVE OF JUITA

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The day started as usual. Julia prayed at dawn with Mala, then did the morning tilawah. After the sun began to warm up to drive out the cold temperatures of Bukittinggi, Julia moved to clean the community house. Mala went to a nearby stall to buy fresh ingredients to cook.

After sweeping and mopping the entire room. It moves towards the yard to clear the dry foliage that is falling off. After the dried leaves were collected to be burned later in the afternoon, he crouched down to pluck out the weeds that were starting to rise disturbing the scene.

Doing homework like this keeps Julia's mind focused. Because, if he has a little free time his brain will automatically wander to think of Septian nun far away there. Sometimes Julia wondered why after being hurt her heart was still filled with love for her husband. Verbally he confesses to hate but his soul cannot be lied to. He missed that guy.

"Is there no way for them to be together again? If we truly part ... Then, I will never be able to love another person, as much as I love you." Julia's inner self, without her noticing the clear crystal had melted down her cheek.

"Jul, I bought lontong for breakfast. Eat together yuk!" Sapa Mala from outside the fence disperse the reverie of Julia.

Julia reflexively wiped away her tears and stood up from her squatting position. But suddenly his vision became blurry and dark. He was unable to stand. Nausea flares up from inside her stomach. He tried to resist nausea by clutching his mouth. Julia adjusts short breaths so that the nausea subsides.

"Oh Allah, the second time I suddenly became nauseous like this. What am I doing?"

Mala who saw Julia sitting limp hurriedly approached.

"Jul ... why? are you sick? Your face is pale."

"I'm nauseous, dizzy. Like a cold." Julia kept her mouth shut.

"Let's help me get inside." Mala reached out a hand that Julia immediately greeted.

"Hold me tight, La. I'm really drowning."

Mala nodded. She took Julia to her room. With her help Julia sat against the wall. After Julia looked stable, she headed to the kitchen to make a warm ginger tea and a plate of lontong.

"Drink Jul's tea first." Mala offers dishes.

Julia approached to grab her tea, but the coconut milk aroma from the gulai sauce of the lontong smelled so pungent, triggering turmoil in her stomach. Julia braced herself to stand up, half-running her towards the sink.

Mala swiftly followed Julia's trembling footsteps. He accompanied the exhausted Julia to remove the contents of her stomach. He massaged Julia's neck and back with love and tenderness.

Julia sagged to the floor, her throat was sore and bitter. His strength was gone unceremoniously. She faintly heard Mala calling her name, patting her cheeks. But he has no power to answer. His consciousness slowly disappeared.

***

"Sister should come here anyway. Julia passed out, I couldn't take her to the hospital." Demand Mala half screamed at Faqih over the phone.

"Astaghfirullah's. Waduh .. Brother is in a class. Wait a minute, you give the job to my students. You ask the neighbors for help, take Julia to the hospital first. He's afraid he's okay. Anyway Brother soon followed." Faqih orders in high tones. His heart was not out of hearing the bad news from Mala that morning.

"Yes Bang, Mala seek help first. Later when it reaches Mala hospital call again." Silence Mala while turning off the call. Julia looked at him with a confused feeling. There's no way he's holding Julia out of the house with her thin body.

Immediately Mala ran out, she met Bu Inur - a neighbor next to the house who had a car. Lucky at that time Rusli, Bu Inur's bachelor son was at home. He is willing to help Mala drive Julia to the nearest IGD hospital.

***

"The test is low and also anemia. Has your friend ever complained of dizziness before?" Ask the drizzly-haired doctor to Mala.

"Never doc. All I see is his face always pale. I think because of his white skin." Sahut Mala's.

"This friend of yours, married?" Ask the doctor a little hesitating.

"Dok. Is she pregnant?" Reply Mala.

"I can't make a diagnosis before an examination. We'll wait until your friend wakes up. After that we can see the results of the urine test. Just wait for ya." Doctor's message.

"Okay doc, thank you." Mala said to the doctor who was greeted with a thin smile.

The doctor leaves them, while Mala sits next to Julia's bed. Feeling a little relieved, Julia was not seriously ill. Observing Julia who lay weakly with an infusion hose stuck in her veins.

After twenty minutes, Julia regained her consciousness. He opened his eyes, trying to adapt to the bright light. He realized he was in a room that was all white and cold to the bone.

"Mala …. " Call Julia Iirih.

"Alhamdulillah, you are conscious. Still dizzy Jul?" Mala is moving closer.

"still. I'm thirsty La." Prowah Julia hoarse.

"I'm in the hospital, right? Sorry to bother." Julia said.

"No, trouble what. The important thing is you're handled by the right person."

"Thank you La."

"Either. You rest first. Relaxed. The doctor will check your urine." Sahut Mala lightly.

The deg!

Julia's blood rippled, her heart as if falling into a lap.

"Check the urine? No. gabe. O Allah. Don't tell me I'm pregnant." Julia's eyes implied anxiety.

All the problems he faced made him forget the menstrual cycle. He must not be aware if his period has been missed. Especially after surgery the other day his menstruation was chaotic. The possibility of her becoming pregnant in a stupor in a foreign place raises her inner worries.

"Why Jul? How do you look panicked?" Mala caught the worry in Julia's eyes.

"No, it's okay." Julia smiled in self-control.

Before long the young, friendly-faced nurse came carrying a tray.

"Alhamdulillah is dead. Later if it is strong down from the mattress. Please check the urine. Do you know how to test for pregnancy?" The nurse handed him a plastic tube and a packet of rest packs.

"Yes, I already know." Julia is weak.

"When you're done with the test, call me." Ask the nurse before leaving.

"Good." Julia nodded.

"You're the one who wants to test, I'm the stubborn one. Curious about the same outcome." Mala smiled gleefully, her round eyes gleaming.

Julia did not respond. He is confused, should be happy or sad about this situation. He tried to buy time, he was afraid of the fact that he was pregnant. Pregnant in a horn-tipped marriage. Where is his happiness?

"Astaghfirullah …. " Julia rubbed her face. A foolish thought flashed in his mind. He felt guilty about his feelings. There is no point in rejecting destiny if it is established by God. Even if she is pregnant, she will try to accept it with pleasure. With or without Septian, she would raise the baby.

"La, please help me get down. I'm going to the toilet." Julia.

Mala swiftly helped him, helping to tidy up and pushing the infusion hose pole. Be careful she takes Julia to the toilet.

"Do I need to go inside?"

"No need. I am strong. God willing." Julia reassured.

"Yes .. Then I'll go ahead for a minute. Bang Faqih has arrived. I want to meet him. When you're done wait for me here. Do not go to the check room alone. Okay!" Mala's Message.

"okay-okay. Onion." Grumpy Julia while smiling amusedly.

Julia shut the toilet door. For a moment he took his time. But the sound of a knock on the toilet door made him realize that he should not linger.

"There are still people!" Julia said loudly to drive out impatient visitors.

He collected his urine into a tube. Nervously he dipped the testpack. Waiting.

A minute.

Two minutes.

Three minutes.

Feels so long.

Julia took a deep breath, trying to accept whatever the outcome was. He lifted the testpack out of the tube, bringing it closer to vision.

Two red lines.