METAPHOR OF YOUNG LEGISLATOR LOVE

Sincerity Love

When Ryan's hand was held, there was a glimmer of hope that his wife's smile would return warm, with all the love and all the flavors. Yes, the woman had given Ryan an immeasurable sense of happiness in his life, even though the path they had to walk was not one filled with roses and jasmine, either, but the road is filled with thistles and thorns.

But the sincerity of their love makes them always grateful, how God has brought them together in all the senses that originally never existed. They once refused each other when fate ordained them to be together, they also once vowed that making friends is the easiest way. But again, the engraving of the pen of God makes the longing for themselves more flowing beautifully. Say hello to whatever is getting warmer, carving out loving days to become more meaningful.

In this world, there is a lot of love. But for Ryan, the woman who had just given birth to the heir to the throne of the House of Dewangga was the single most beautiful light that always shimmered in her heart. Until the days he lived never felt sad even though the wind continued to hit. Yes, because love is lonely and sorrow is never there. The black color was lit to change color, along with the sigh that glorifies love above all else.

That's how Ryan planted that love in his heart. Until the moment once again the test of love hits its defenses, not a single bit of the feeling wavers and detaches from the soul. The proof, Ryan can still paint a smile on his lips, in heavy moments so felt in one phase of their lives both.

Ever since the heir to the throne began to see the world, a new chapter in their lives began to be felt. Moreover, seeing the condition of Rani who is still plagued with a sense of trauma in her, making it need extra struggle.

"Do you want anything?" ryan asked sincerely. His heart was quite relieved to see Rani was silent from her crying, although still moping.

Yes, today Ryan was forced to ask everyone who visited Rani to go home, because he himself would make Rani calmer. And it turned out to be true. As Hengky, Fisha, Davina, Aghata, Lena, Nina, Arsen and Arya left the room, Rani felt calmer and her crying slowly subsided.

But Rani did not want to answer her husband's question. His mouth was still tightly shut, only a head-band replied in a gesture.

Ryan did not force Rani to open her mouth. Seeing Rani was silent from her crying was already a very lucky thing for her. He really did not want to make the woman cry again for the umpteenth time, because Rani had experienced something very heavy these two days, and Ryan did not want to just add more burden.

Suddenly, two nurses asked for permission to enter and approached them.

"Sorry, Sir. We'll help Miss to clean up. Are we allowed to help? Or will you do it yourself?" treat a nurse carefully.

"Let me do it myself, Sus. My wife feels uncomfortable if anyone else sees her aura open even though she is a woman" Ryan said without burden.

"Alright, Sir. Previously I need to say, that Miss can tilt her body to the right and to the left, can also learn to sit slowly. For the first time, it will be very painful indeed, but it only takes adjustment. Medically it is not dangerous, even though the pain will be felt," explained the nurse, before finally saying goodbye to leave the room.

As soon as the nurse came out, Ryan locked the door from the inside. Patently, he opened a suitcase that Mama Davina had brought when this morning came, then began to take Ryan one by one strands of clothes that Rani needed.

After that, Ryan headed to the bathroom and immediately filled a basin with warm water, before finally approaching Rani again.

"Hubby clean your body first, honey. Let you be more comfortable," a smile looks so sincere.

"By ..," said Rani, shaking her head. This is a very new thing for her husband.

"It's okay, honey. This is Hubby's job. Hubby wouldn't feel disgusted if he had to look at it now" Ryan tried reassuringly.

"But puerperal blood is more than the blood that Rani used to shed every month, By. Hubby would be disgusted. Let the nurse do it, Rani doesn't mind, By," for the first time after giving birth to her son, Rani talks long to her husband.

For Ryan, this is an incredible development and is worth his gratitude.

"Truely the doctor said, I had to show my care and concern for him, so that he felt very loved, to finally get rid of the syndrome he was experiencing," Ryan's inner heart.

"Ssttts. Hubby will voluntarily do it, dear. This is nothing compared to your sacrifice that gave birth to my son" said Ryan, while carefully removing the hijab and strands of thread covering his wife's body one by one.

Now, in front of him was a real plain body of his wife lying helplessly on her patient bed. Only a thick white object behind the cell*na d*lam Rani is left, making Ryan slightly sculpted because he was confused about what he should do now.

"Well, can you tell Hubby what Hubby has to do to replace this thing?" Ryan looked confused.

And the most eagerly awaited Ryan could finally see as well now. A smile that she so longed for, finally singed so beautifully from Rani's lips.

"Hubby sure?" Rani made sure.

"A thousand percent sure, darling," Ryan's reply made Rani's smile widen.

"Take it first, By. Let Rani pair it," Rani points to a plastic pad, then asks Ryan for a cell*na d*lam.

Once in hand, Rani puts it up and hands it back to Ryan.

"How do you do, Yang?" Ryan was confused.

"Take off, and clean that part first, By. Then put it on for Rani. Once that part is in order, Hubby just wipe the rest of Rani's body using clean water in the other basin," Rani explained a little amused.

Ryan did so according to instructions from his wife. Without feeling disgusted or forced, a president director of Dewangga Group who is none other than one of the largest businessmen in Asia clean up the most disgusting thing from the fitrah of a woman. Yes, Ryan cleans up*************** Rani without being forced, even when puerperal blood is coming out a lot.

"Beres" is like a football fan who shouts when his favorite team scores, which is what Ryan does after one task at the bottom of his wife he manages to do perfectly.

"Down let Hubby not rest, By," Ryan put the white object into the plastic and put it in the trash can in the bathroom.

Once the biggest problem was solved, Ryan began dipping a towel into another basin that was also filled with warm water. Patently, Ryan wiped his face, neck, and the rest of his wife's front body with a small towel that he had dipped in the warm water. From the front, Ryan tried to tilt his wife's body so that the back could also be cleaned, but ...,

"Auww," a shout shocked Ryan.

Even spontaneously Ryan immediately hugged Rani's body and kissed her many times, realizing that his wife was in pain.

"Ssttt, said the nurse was indeed the first time sick. Can you hold it, honey? Your body needs to keep Hubby clean so you feel more comfortable" Ryan tried to convince.

After getting a nod from his wife, Ryan tilted Rani's body to the left and to the right, until Rani's back body was completely cleaned.

"Is it really that sick?" Ryan wiped the water at the end of Rani's eyes with warmth.

Just a small nod that Ryan got, but Ryan was relieved his wife's nod was still accompanied by a smile.

Ryan continued to clean both feet and hands of Rani, before finally putting all the clothes changed to the wife.

"Finally, there's a hijab for Hubby's beautiful wife, it's over" Ryan put it on his head, put it back in his blanket, and then lastly, don't forget a warm kiss landed on his forehead, both eyes, nose, both cheeks and lips Rani.

"Thank you, By," said Rani, with teary eyes. His heart suddenly warmed, looking at Ryan who was so caring. The fear she experienced after giving birth, faded a little because of the sincere love Ryan proved.

"Everything Hubby does is nothing compared to your struggle to give birth to our son. Hubby who thanked infinite, because you have been willing to bet your life for the birth of the successor to the throne of the House of Dewangga. I'm sorry Hubby made you feel this pain. Hubby promised, Hubby will always be there for you both" Ryan kissed Rani so deeply.

Not felt, even a clear circle broke through the defense of both of them.

"Hubby is also very, very, and very grateful, dear,"

Since that afternoon, Ryan promised in his heart, will prove his love for his wife even more deeply. Until the trauma and depression that Rani feels after giving birth is completely gone, and their small family can be happy and live a normal life.

***

Naja felt quite fresh after resting for a while, until that afternoon he whined to visit Indra and Rani to the hospital.

Seeing Naja with his extraordinary spirit, Daniel was powerless to refuse his wife's invitation. Especially if considering that his wife had not met Rani and Indra after they had surgery, then there was no harm if Naja's will was he participated.

"Faster still dong, darling, the mistress," Naja continued to protest along their journey.

"It's been a spit, honey," said Daniel without taking his eyes off the street.

"It could be faster or not?" Naja pursed his lips. He really can't wait to see Indra, Rani and also the little baby Rani who certainly looks very funny.

"You are, yes, the former race car driver," muttered Daniel as he ruffled Naja's hair with origin.

"Ihhh, so this mess is hair. Not beautiful anymore," Naja increasingly pursed her lips, while reaching for a comb from inside her bag.

"It's still pretty. None other than that" said Daniel, shuffling his recently finished wife's hair in Naja's comb.

"Darling, you are, yes" a pinch landed sweetly, and so on that it did not feel like their journey had reached its destination.

"It's here" cried Daniel after parking his car.

He went down without Daniel opening the door for him. With lightning fast, they immediately entered and walked down the aisle of the hospital so excited.

But the more they enter, Naja feels that there is a drug smell that increasingly disturbs the sense of smell. His stomach was like being turned back and forth, until Naja immediately covered his nose and mouth with both hands.

"Why are you, honey?" Daniel had stopped his steps, in order to ascertain what happened to his wife.

"I can't stand the smell of the medicine, Yang," said Naja as he sped up his pace.

Daniel who had stopped also walked back to pursue Naja's faster steps.

"You're like you've never been to the hospital? The smell of the hospital is like this. The hospital is a place of treatment. Not the hospital's name if it doesn't smell of medicine," said Daniel while aligning his steps with Naja's steps.

"Bawel ahh's. This time it smells different, Yang. The vow. Can't stand me. Buruan dong," Naja continued to talk while still covering his mouth and nose with both palms.

Until finally, Naja also opened the provision once they reached the treatment room Indra.

"Finally," Naja breathed a sigh of relief.

"The sense of smell in this space is also the same as the smell out there" muttered Daniel while looking at Naja.

"Different, Yang,"

"Just like ahh,"

"Different,"

"Eyeah,"

"Different, Yang,"

"Exactly the same, dear. You're making this up,"

They continued to debate the problem of the smell of the drug, not realizing that Indra was staring at the two of them so regretfully.

"Ssttt, noisily," Indra's voice successfully makes Naja and Daniel stop the debate.

"Nlice. Sorry. You're the one, Yang," Naja nudged Daniel with his elbow.

"You know," Daniel won't lose.

"You,"

"You,"

"You, Yang,"

"Ihh, you, you know,"

"Ssttt, if you want to make a fuss, make a fuss outside. Disturb people just rest," grumbled Indra, looking lazy to see the enemy scene but friendly in front of him.

"Do you know how you feel, Dhek?" finally, Naja ended the drama with her husband this afternoon and approached Indra while scrambling her sister's hair.

Indra who always protested found herself constantly being treated like a child by her brother just grunted annoyedly.

"Just go ahead" said Naja.

"Belvin,"

"Basic. How's your condition? It hurt?"

"Hurt. But it was more painful to see him endure such pain," Indra suddenly looked at Zara who was still curled up on the bed next to her with a sad look.

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