Love Stifled By Destiny's

A heavy demand

Alena's situation is still the same, not yet able to open her eyes to make me calm down. Maybe I am a fool now, because I have wasted people who have sincerely given his affection.

"Wake, Alena. I miss your smile enough." I hold her tiny hand.

Even though the infusion hose is attached, still the palm of the hand I want to touch.

"Do you know, if all this time I loved you very much but not as a couple but my own family. I'm sorry, I've had so many lies hidden from you. Your heart is so fragile that it doesn't want to hurt you. Hopefully one day you can understand, "The regret that continues.

There are many lies that are covered. The vague past continues to fade. Although it is not clear, somehow it feels attracted to go back to a time that I do not remember at all.

The game of life I continue to run with patience, although sometimes the heart thrashing is not strong through it all. It may be true the saying goes, live this life like running water without having to worry too much about it.

"How's he doing, Arnald?"

"Eeh, Om, Aunt." Alena's hand I took off with care.

"You just sit down. Don't stand up to be surprised by our arrival."

"Yes, Om. Alena's state is still the same, which is not yet aware of her long sleep." Weak explanation.

"Maybe this is the effect of the effect of the drug discharged surgery. You are patient, yes! Rest assured Alena's a strong boy and can get through this easily." Sela Alena's mother spoke.

"Yes, Aunt."

"Can you take a minute for us? Is there something important we want to talk to you about?"

"Oh, can .. can, Om. Let's just get out. Fear bothers Alena who's resting."

"All right."

Her parents agreed to my idea. They walked ahead of me. Near the door of Alena's room, there was an elongated bench and we were sitting there watching her room.

"What's up, Om, Auntie? It looks serious?" Can't wait to know.

"It's about Alena."

"Yes, Om."

"You don't think strangely about what we'll talk about later. This is all we're doing just for the good of our son Alena, who will likely have a hard time recovering." Papa Alena's voice was lethargic.

"Don't say that, Om. All diseases have a cure. But unfortunately, sometimes there is no match or fit for the disease, so it is not even healed but more severe. We pray enough to be given the best for Alena's pain."

"You're right, Arnald. I hope Alena didn't pick the wrong guy. You are a good child and have spent a lot of time to make our child happy. Thank you, Arnald."

"We invited you to talk here, because there's one request we have for you."

"What is that, Om?"

"We just want Alena to be happy as long as she's given the chance to live. Maybe Alena's time isn't much anymore." A hoarse voice that implied how sad he was.

"Don't say that, Om. The age and life of a person only God knows, so we must not judge the age of a person whether it will be long or short."

"Yes, Son Arnald. We understand."

The mother could no longer bear to cry tears. The deep sadness was so visible on their faces. How not! When the child who had always been overwritten, is now on the verge of leaving the mortal world.

"We just want Alena to smile broadly, which is the way you married her. Can you, Arnald?" What a surprising question.

Deg, lightning feels like it's hitting the heart.

"Oh my God, what am I supposed to do? What is the right answer for them?" Instantly made dead lice could not speak anymore.

"How about, Son Arnald? Please forgive us for this great request. Maybe this is so hard for you, considering there is an old life that is still a shadow. We know very well that this will be difficult, but know that as parents we are also depressed when we see the condition getting weaker and weaker. Just wanting to see Alena's smile is enough, because only she can make us happy too."

"We don't want to force you, but it's an emergency given Alena's pain. That's our only love, because you're the only one she loves."

"Where are you, Om. Actually I don't want to rush over our plans to get married, because there's still something that holds me in my heart."

"We understand that. Sorry, if it forced."

"No forcing, Om. I also know what you want. Maybe just give me a minute to think, because marriage is not a game. The sacred bond of promise made over religion must be carried out well, and I fear that I will not be able to carry out that mandate."

"We understand that. Alright, we don't want to force your equal will. We will wait for an answer from you. Even if you refuse it is okay. Maybe that's what Alena didn't do in those moments of living in solitude." A face that expresses disappointment and sadness.

"Yes, Om. Sorry .. sorry again, because I didn't give you an answer right away."

"Yes, Arnald. We are very ... very well understood."

His shoulders were patted. It would be a shame not to give an answer now. Although there was a deep sadness but they tried to smile widely.

The palms of the hands have already covered the face. Strong immersion due to not being able to think clearly anymore. Quite unexpectedly if they ask for something muastahil.

"Oh my God, what other complexity is this? I have not found my past, why now must be faced with a life to marry someone. Give me a hint of what to do, because I don't want to go wrong in making decisions. Help your despicable servant to find the best way, amen." The heart continues to pray.