My Cold Little Wife

IKYD EPISODE 331

Satya went into her room with her mouth yawning. Satya thought Riska had slept with the room lights not on. But the estimate was missed. Room lights are not on but study lights are on. 

Satya finds Riska writing at the study table. It looks so serious that Satya's arrival is unknown to him. Satya shook her head slowly, stepping over to Riska.

Satya peeked at what Riska was working on from behind. Satya frowned thinly looking at Riska's writing.

"What are you working on?"tanya Satya lowered her head, positioning her head beside Riska's cheek. 

Riska was surprised and looked to the side.

Cup.

Riska accidentally kisses Satya on the cheek. Both were surprised. The two look at each other. Riska blinked quickly while Satya touched the cheek that Riska kissed earlier.

"Ah .. sorry Brother. I didn't mean it" Riska said quickly after coming to her senses, looking down with a flushed face.

"Why apologize? What mistake did you make with me?"sahut Satya smiled. 

He changed positions, standing next to Riska.

"That .. earlier I was shocked to be unintentionally nyium Brother. You must be surprised, right?" answer Riska nervously, keep down raising her fingers.

Satya kept smiling, turning Riska's back seat to face her. Satya leaned slightly, holding Riska's forehead, raising her gaze so that Riska's eyes looked into her eyes.

"Are you plain or what?"wonder Satya. 

Riska looked at Satya not understanding. 

"We are a husband and wife. Physical contact is natural. Remember this, I'm yours and you're mine. Let alone kissing the cheek, kissing my whole body is not a problem," Satya said. 

"Kissing the whole body?"

Riska's face immediately flushed out. His mind was traveling everywhere.

"Hm," said Satya briefly.

Satya turned her gaze to the books and stationery on the table. Riska immediately lowered her head when her forehead was removed.

"You haven't slept because of this?"

Satya picked up the notebook that Riska had used to write.

"Yes" Riska replied slowly.

"Your cut day?"ask Satya again. 

"Yes. My school has strict record checks. Tomorrow there are these subjects, so I have to finish tonight," Riska replied, squeezing the tip of the shirt.

"I knew. But it's midnight now. You better take a break so that tomorrow you are the spirit of learning," Satya said with a gaze still on the book he held.

"I'll sleep after I finish it, brother. There are not many more two pieces left," reject Riska. 

Satya gave her sharp gaze to Riska.

"Rest. I will finish it," Satya said again, firmly with an indisputable look.

Riska gulps nervous.

"Hell," answered Riska, rising up from her chair and walking slowly towards the bed. 

Satya smiled and immediately sat down in the study chair. 

Riska looked at Satya in silence. The feeling is mixed, but mostly a sense of pleasure. Riska smiled looking at Satya's back which showed her owner was being serious. 

He was tired of taking notes and doing things from last afternoon. Two days of school work leave have piled up. In addition, Riska must also study for the university entrance exam. Majors he wants to go to include majors that are notoriously difficult and expensive, medical majors. 

"Sister," called Riska quietly but it was clearly heard by Satya's ears.

"Hm" said Satya.

"If you may know where Senior High School is?"ask Riska curiously.

"We're an alma mater. I'm your senior" Satya replied without turning to look at Riska.

"So you know about my school?"ask Riska again.

"of course. Your school is not just a place to study but a small scope battlefield" replied Satya.

Riska silence. The school is the best school in the country. The teachers at the school are the best graduates of famous universities both at home and abroad.

While those taught are children who are influential and respected people. The point is a school for people who have thick wallets. Even so, this school also has a scholarship program for children who are smart but not able to. 

Satya said the small scope battlefield was not without reason. All students have great ambitions. 

Competition is clear. All the tricks are in it. There not only educated with science and skills but also mental, way of thinking for the provision of living in a society that is notoriously hard. More and more office children are predicted in the future as a substitute for their parents. They are treated with a special method. 

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A week went by so fast. Joya realized four days ago. This means that Joya was unconscious for approximately five days. During that time, Darwis never calmed down. 

After monitoring for three days ago. The doctors decided to have the surgery today, at 20:00. 

However, the set time must be shot to 16:00 because of the contraction that Joya feels, followed by the amniotic fluid that has broken. 

Joya was a little relieved because her son again was in time. 

Darwis accompanies Joya in the operating room. Encouraging Joya who was silent felt her stomach was split to remove her child. Joya could only feel her movements not with her taste. Her lower body was already decorated, numb.

Darwis clasped tightly onto Joya's fingers, foretelling prayer in the heart.

Blood and intravenous fluids enter the body smoothly Joya. An oxygen hose is in his nose. Joya felt her body getting weaker.

Darwis' arm looks like a long scar, there is also a bite mark. That was the pain relief that Joya felt. Joya strives to stay sober in this heartwarming and happy moment. He wants to see his son again.

Darwis himself was in pain to see the doctor working to get his son out. Knives and scissors alternately split the stomach as a way out. Fresh blood clearly littered the gloves of doctors and nurses.

About thirty minutes later, the doctor managed to pull out the fruit of love Darwis and Joya.

"He ... was born? Child born?"

A man who is handsome even though he is still covered in blood. The baby's cry immediately burst into the operating room. 

To the extent that Satya and Riska who were waiting outside stood up and looked at each other in disbelief.

"That's a baby's voice, right?"satya asked with hopeful eyes.

Riska nodded.

"Sir Joya succeeded. Her crying was loud" Riska said.

Satya immediately hugged Riska, expressing happiness because he was officially an uncle.

Inside, Darwis was very careful carrying his newborn son. Of course it has been cleaned and wrapped in cloth. 

Joya's smile continued to expand since hearing the sound of her son's cry.

With trembling hands Joya touched her son's cheeks and arms. Happy tears go down without being asked. Joya's lips twitched happily. This is the best day after her wedding day.

"My children," called Joya with trembling lips.

"Our son is very handsome" said Darwis. 

"But why is it reddish?"wonder Joya.

"His hands are so small. I was afraid to touch her" continued Joya.

"Are you azani?"ask Joya again.

 The pain she had been feeling was lifted up looking at her son's smile and hearing his cries.

Darwis shook his head slowly. He forgot his happy crib.

Darwis then holds the baby gently on the chest. Closer his lips to the child's ears. Gently pronounce the azan. Joya's heart warms. He was so grateful that God gave him time until his son was born. 

Joya has no regrets in her life. Her only regret was feeling that she could not accompany her son in this world. 

Joya's smile continued to expand. His eyes were originally fixed on Darwis and his son was now staring upwards, his eyes slowly closing.

Followed by the hand that held Darwis's arm fell off. The team of doctors immediately panicked when the machines that showed Joya's heartbeat rang out loud, the line moving up and down turned straight. 

Darwis immediately turned to look at the face of the wife who closed maya smiling. Seeing Joya's heartbeat stop beating.

"No! No!"said lyrics Darwis not accept. 

The nurse took over her son, took him to a special baby room. Dervish immediately shook Joya's body.

"No! Don't leave us. We need you. Joya, Sweetheart, I know you won't give up. I won't let you leave us. Don'tgo. Please, stay with us" roared Darwis in tears. 

The doctor who was now trying to restore Joya's heartbeat let out a rough sigh.

"Your wife has passed away, sir."

All the medical staff in the operating room were saddened.

"Silence!"bentak Dervish. 

"Sweetheart, please. Don't leave! Come back! Don't leave us! I can't look like you, Joya!"

Dervish kneels with his head resting on Joya's bracage.

"Lord ... Please don't take my wife from my side. Please give us a chance to raise our child together. Lord I beg you to give me back my wife" said the weak Dervish. 

"Master .. You have to be tough. Madam has calmed down in nature there," said the doctor.

"Out you! Don't bother me and my wife!"

But the doctors stayed still. Choosing silence saw Darwis who spilled his sorrow.

"Joya return. Don'tgo. I won't let you go!"

Happiness and sadness hit Darwis simultaneously. Darwis seemed to lose his spirit. His eyes became empty. Losing the woman he loved was hard. 

When Dervish was on the edge of despair, God showed his power. The line that was once straight now moves back up and down even though it is weak followed by the sound of the engine being heard again.

Dervish raised his face. Look at Joya and the machine alternately. The medical team immediately responded to Joya. 

"It's miracle. Thank you, God," said the medical team grateful. 

"Thank you, God," said the lyric Dervish, peeping over Joya's back.

"God listen to your prayer, Sir."

Thank ye. Thank you very much. 

Darwis is then ushered out by a nurse after kissing Joya's forehead. Outside, Satya and Riska waited impatiently. Satya immediately memapah Darwis who came out weakly but a face that implies happiness.

"How's Joya doing? I heard you screaming hysterically" asked Satya.

"So the angel of death took Joya away but the creator gave us a chance to be together even longer. I'm relieved, Joya survived" replied Darwis.

"Thank God" said Satya.

"Drink first, Brother."

Riska is giving a bottle. Darwis accepted it and drank straight away.

"I'm tired" said Darwis.

Not yet Satya answered, Darwis had lost his consciousness first with a smiling lips.

"Hey!"

Satya is shocked and immediately calls a doctor to treat Darwis.

"He must have been depressed in the mind earlier," said Satya, who was embraced by Riska.