Muhasabah Love

Engagement

"Rahim Madam is good. No myoma or cyst here." Obstetrics and Gynaecology specialists finish the examination. The woman in white had Myria get out of bed and sit down.

"Mr Narendra's been checking sperm-ma before?" The doctor's question was again asked for further observation.

Space shakes. "Not yet, Doc."

The doctor smiled and nodded, then went back to scratching the paper that had been in front of him. "I went to the lab to do a sperm-ma check for Mr. Narendra, huh?"

Space without asking much.

"Could come with his wife later. But this at once Mrs Myria can do HSG tests. If you want to know what the HSG test is, this test is used to see the condition of the fallopian tubes in the woman's uterus. This channel, Mr, Madam." The pen in the doctor's hand moved towards a replica of the female reproductive device perched on the table. Myria and Angkasa both point to the object.

"Later the results were brought here a week after menstruation. We can see the condition of the egg whether there is a mature and can be fertilized."

"Okay, Doctor."

"Is there anything to ask again?"

"We thought that was enough, Doctor."

"good. I prescribe some vitamins, later can be redeemed at the pharmacy."

The doctor's explanation is understandable. Therefore, Angkasa and Myria said thank you after saying.

Abandoned the obstetrician practice clinic, Myria and Angkasa went straight home.

On the street, the brown veiled woman didn't say much. So did her husband. Angkasa and Myria were busy with their respective minds. In fact, even at home, there was no more chatter.

At dinner, relax for a while in front of the television, they are silent to each other. The large house that had only been inhabited for a few weeks was increasingly quiet.

"Kasa, I'm scared." Hundreds of minutes Myria was silent, finally when she was about to sleep, she just spoke.

The activity of chatting before traveling to dreamland has become a habit of Myria and Angkasa. They will exchange stories about the busy day at the office or ask for opinions when there are problems.

A warm, gentle swab is given Space. The man wanted to be a comfortable place for his wife.

"What are you afraid of?" The sound of Angkasa flowed softly, full of calmness and the vibration of affection. "We have God, Myria. We have a prayer to ask. Is not prayer the most powerful weapon for every Muslim, Habibati? Then what are you afraid of?"

The words of Space became an afterthought for Myria. He admitted, his faith often goes up and down without being certain. So he is lucky to have a partner who can remind and give advice when he is negligent.

Space was indeed a forger, but there were still many things to be proud of for Myria as a wife.

"Don't think much. Tomorrow we will see what the doctor says. Don't think about the outcome, it's God's business. We're just going through the process."

Anointed by the husband's gaze and his meek voice, Myria nodded obediently. Apparently, his obedience invites a smile on the face of the husband.

"We sleep. Let's have qiyamul lail."

The earth rotates according to His decree. The space has arrived at the laboratory according to the referral letter. After being able to see a Radiology Specialist doctor, an examination can be done immediately.

"Master wait here. The room contains a beam of radiation, so it's not allowed to come."

Actually Angkasa heavy heartedly took off Myria himself. He just didn't want his wife's fear last night to have an adverse effect on the vetting process. However, what can be done, the doctor and other medical personnel forbid.

Ten minutes, thirty minutes, almost an hour of Myria in the room, but never out. The waiting space is getting anxious.

Several times the man in the black shirt got up from the waiting chair, then paced at the door. He sat back down, then moved on again. This was done several times until the wait ended.

Myria came out alone without the officers. Space hurriedly came and ready to answer if his wife needed help.

"Sick, Honey?" Angkasa's forehead is sweaty, even though the room is air-conditioned. Without explaining, it is certain that people know if the man is worried excessively.

"I want to go to the toilet" Myria said without answering her husband's questions.

"I'm anter."

Angkasa's alertness was denied, Myria asked the man to stay up while waiting for the results of the lab workers.

"OKAY. Call me if there's anything." With an indeterminate, heartless feeling, Angkasa let Myria go alone. He looked at the body of the wife who continued to walk without looking back. "O Allah, this may not be how much compared to others out there that You tested first. But really, I can't see my wife like this."