Me, Dama & Rania

Tangle Pilu

The next Morning

I felt pain in my head and pain all over my body. I tried to open my heavy eyes. I felt something beside my hand that was attached to the infusion. I grabbed it and I knew it must be Dama's head. He was still asleep in a sitting position and placed his head next to my hand. The body is clearly broken. I smiled my smile while gently rubbing my husband's head Dama.

Recalling the beautiful and sad dream I just had. I was sitting in the park seat, seeing Dama playing with a very handsome boy, very similar to the face of Dama. His eyes, nose, eyebrows, lips and smile were all the same. I smiled broadly at the two, very happy.

"Bima, heart" cried Dama when he saw the little boy fall not far from him. I wanted to stand up and run towards the two but my body could not move. I wanted to scream but my voice couldn't come out. I sobbed, then the little boy came up to me, hugged me, kissed me on the cheek and said "Bima dear Mama but Allah loves Bima more. Bima wait for Mama in the garden of heaven later" her voice was so soft and soothing to my heart. Then the little boy disappeared, and so did Dama. I myself sat in the garden.

A dream that made me smile and let out tears of sadness.

Now I've opened my eyes and rubbed Dama's head gently. Dama woke up and looked at me while publishing her sweet smile, a smile that I miss so much.

"You've woken up honey?" Dama rubbed my cheek gently and kissed my forehead deep. I smiled as his lips touched my forehead. I really miss him.

"I miss you mas" Dama nodded and replied with a smile that always rose on his face. "I'm also honey, I miss you so much" Dama looked at me clingyly, kissing the back of my hand many times.

"Bag.."

"Yes.what's up?"

"Is there something going on? I felt something was missing from my body. I don't know what that feeling is, my heart aches and feels sad" I'm holding my uncomfortable chest.

"Is anyone sick?" Dama was shocked as I held onto my chest and cried.

"Some day" I shook my head.

"I'll call the doctor, just for a second" Dama stood up, pressed the button next to the nightstand.

Shortly the doctor and nurse came in, checked on me. Then the doctor asked Dama to get out of my room.

POV author

Dama is agitated when the doctor tells her to come out of Andini's room, as if to tell her something bad. Dama followed the doctor and closed the door. Talk in front of the room in a soft voice, so that Andini does not hear it.

"Sir Dama, your wife feels it. That's why madam andini felt sad and tight in her chest. You better tell me the truth. I'm sure your mistress will accept this reality sincerely" The doctor patted Dama's shoulder slowly and left her still silently pecking. Rubbing his face rough.

"I have to how to tell this to you? I'm not ready yet"

Dama was still thinking about the words he was going to say to his wife andini, until he was unaware of her arrival in-laws.

"Son Dama? why outside?" Andika's father patted Dama's shoulder. Dama surprised.

"Ah...yes, mom's dad?" Dama greeted the two. Andika and Andina asked about Andini's condition. Dama told all, as well as his anxiety to convey the sad news to his wife.

"Tell me the truth, son, we're with you. Insha Allah Andini sincerely" Dama nodded his head then walked up to the door and opened it. Let her in-laws go inside.

"Mother's Dad?" Andini was surprised and also happy to see the arrival of her parents.

"How son? any better?" Andina's mother hugged her daughter. "Alhamdulillah ma'am, Andini is better. Daddy?" Andini kissed the back of her father's hand.

"Have you eaten, son?" ask Dad and then Dama grabbed the bowl of porridge on the nightstand that the nurse gave him earlier when the doctor came.

"I'm bribing ya?" Dama holds a bowl and spoon. Mom and Dad help you sit back.

Dama painstakingly feeds the andini until the porridge is exhausted. Give a drink and then wipe your lips with a tissue. "Thank you" Andini smiled. Father and Mother who were sitting on the sofa looking at the interaction were both happy. His son is loved and loved by his husband.

"Dad Mom had breakfast?" ask Andini.

"Look, it was at home. Dama's son hasn't had breakfast, has he? I brought food but I don't know if Dama likes it or doesn't" Mom took a box of food containing vegetable rice and side dishes, then opened it and gave it to Dama.

"Thank you ma'am" Dama nodded his head and ate it. Dama looks so greedy.

"You're the laper, huh? eat slowly" Andini laughed to see Dama eat greedily, then gave a bottle of mineral water to be uttered beside the bed.

"Romantics is really our daughter-in-law yah" whispered Bu Andina to Andika's father.

"Yes ma'am" Andika replied with a nod.

After finishing his breakfast, Dama said goodbye to the bathroom refreshing his body.

Andina sat beside the bed, peeling apples for Andini. Andika is busy with her phone to reply to many incoming emails regarding her work. Because Andika today took a leave of absence, wanted to accompany her daughter.

Andina pecked as she watched her husband come out of the bathroom in his casual clothes. "What a handsome husband?" subconsciously Andini muttered and Andina heard him chuckle.

Dama who was stared at like that by Andini, seeing his appearance back, there was nothing strange inwardly. Dama raised his chin on Andini, code 'what's up?'. Andini just turned around asking "what's wrong?"

"Why see me like that? is something wrong?" Dama looked back at his clothes and looked back at Andini.

"Say Andini, her husband is very handsome" Andina's mother laughed. "Ibuuuu...." Andini looked embarrassed. Dama smiled sweetly, revealing her dimples. Dama approached Andini, Andina's mother moved to approach her husband sitting on the sofa.

"Your handsome husband has taken a bath and is fragrant. You likey?" Dama grabbed his wife's chin and briefly kissed the slightly pale lips. Dad was still busy with his phone and Mom took her eyes off watching television.

"Mas, there's a mother of the same father" whispered Andini as she patted Dama's spoiled chest. Dama smiled and rolled her eyes flirtatious. "Ihhhh" Andini and Dama laughed.

"Ehem..." Mother cleared her throat, andini and dama instantly kept silent and smiled slightly.

"Mother's Dad, Mas Dama. Someone wants me to tell a story" The three of them immediately looked at Andini.

Andini told me about her dream and cried. Patting his chest that hurt. Dama hugged him.

"Honey, I'm sorry" said Dama's soft voice as she kissed Andini's head.

"Sorry why?" Andini's confused. He looked at his parents in turn. "Is there something you're hiding from me? what'sthat?"

"Son, father and mother want you to sincerely accept God's destiny" Andini frowned.

"What mean? Mas?" Andini let go of Dama's embrace, looking at Dama's sad face.

"What's up? say it!" Andini impatiently wanted to know. Moving the arm of the Dama.

"Sorry honey, I'm really sorry I couldn't take care of you and our future child" Dama lowered her head, her eyes glazed over.

"Prospective child? what the hell does mas mean? don't beat the tele. I really don't understand!" Andini's getting upset.

"You're 2 months pregnant with honey, but.prospective children we didn't survive because of the accident" Dama's voice softly but Andini heard it clearly. Tears escaped sliding profusely on Andini's cheeks. Dama hugged him.

"hiks hyks hyks" Andini sobbed, her crying voice sounding heartbreaking.

the dug dug dug dug

"I'm an evil mama, I can't take care of my own son" Andini smacked his chest hard. Dama.

"No, it's all the way. You and Dama must be sincere. Father and Mother will always pray for you both to be trusted God has a child back. Don't grieve my son" Andika's father rubbed Andini's shoulders gently, soothing her. Andina's mother cried, unable to say. It was painful to see her daughter sad.

"So my dream is right? that little boy, bima, my son? ahhhh...." Andini cried out back. Hugging Dama tightly. Dama kept patting his wife's trembling back.

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Sorry friends, for this title the author is slow to update, because it is divided with my other work "My Young Husband". I want to design the new trus to focus more on Andini Dama and Rania.

Support continued Author yes let the spirit of update even dikit

Gomawo yorobun 😊🙏