My Husband Is - Cuek

Experience at the Clinic

"Alma, are you awake?" ask Dona.

I see the situation around me. The ceiling is white and the paint is predominantly white. There is a smell I am very familiar with. Drug smell. All my co-workers are waiting for me in this room. Including Rian.

The infusion hose was beautifully stuck in my arm. The thing I just realized, I fainted. Right now I'm lying weakly on the bed.

"Sorry, Alma. I didn't know you had stomach ulcers. I just forced you to have coffee this morning."

I glanced at some of my coworkers whispering to a fellow friend next to him. Dona just sat next to me with a glare. Maybe it's just pity to see me like this.

"I was wrong too, sir. Already know have an ulcer, not just run away, even drink more coffee from the Father." I smiled a little at breaking this not-so-happy situation.

"You, will be treated some time here. Maybe I can go home tomorrow. So, instead, you don't have to go to the factory" Rian said.

Again my co-workers are in there. Some of them even left this room. I could see their angry faces. I don't know what's really going on, but, I can't do much.

"I'm healthy, sir. I can go to the factory."

"Don't. You're just here. I feel very bad if you force yourself. Next time I'll be more careful."

"Same attention to all employees, sir," Dona said.

I smiled a little and closed my mouth. Rian also smiled followed by Dona and the laughter of some colleagues who survived in the room.

"Okay, the other one. We're leaving for the factory."

"Ready, Boss."

"Don, give me the photos over there, yeah. I'm sending it to Rey. Let's assume I'm following."

"okay." Dona then left after Rian and other colleagues worked out.

Stay here alone. Look at the ceiling full of boredom. I can't believe two cups of coffee this morning can take me to this place. If Rey had been here, I would have been happier. Can indulge with him, tell him this and that.

I sighed while looking out the window. The green mountains in the distance are at least still visible from where I am today. Before long I daydreamed, my phone rang. I immediately took it from my bag.

My mother's name is there. For a moment, I gulped and took a breath. Then, slide the screen to the right.

"Yahoooo!" mother's screams were so ear-shrinking. I took the phone screen away for a moment from the earlobe.

"What, Mother," I replied casually.

"Why don't you go out of town talking to Mom? I've asked my best friend's obstetrician, he said you just made an appointment with him next week. Is it your schedule to get there now, Alma?"

"Sorry, Mom. This is the office's decision. Alma can't resist."

"Tomorrow at noon."

"OKAY. Alma, you could have gone up in my blood if you kept going like this. How long have you been married ... "

"Mom, Mum. Mother's voice is gone. Mommy."

Tut's... Tut's... Tut's...

I had to turn off the phone. I did it on purpose so as not to listen to Mom's nagging for too long.

On the table, there was a packet of bread. I opened the bread and ate it. How shiny. This visit doesn't have to be once a year, but I'm lying here. It's so sorry for me.

Trings... Trings...

The phone rings again. This time a video call from Rey. To his surprise, my phone fell to the floor. I just kept it quiet. Rey could be very angry if she saw me lying here.

Until the call finally stopped, I picked up the now slightly cracked phone on the part of the screen. I also sent a message to Rey. He said I was busy at the moment. Of course he immediately believed. All this time, he never got me to lie.

Feel guilty for sure. But, I don't want him to know that the reason I went to the clinic was to have two cups of coffee this morning with Rian. Even though I didn't do anything that was forbidden by religion, I couldn't imagine Rey getting angry more than when she found out Rian was the boss at the place where I worked.

I got out of bed and started walking slowly. The sun hit because for almost three hours I was just lying on the bed. I walked slowly out. Infusion bag with buffer, down I bring walking.

A nurse was worried about me, but I was also bored if I continued to occupy the bed in the treatment room. I'm trying to get around this clinic. Big enough for a clinic outside the city. Especially here you could say rural area. The district center is quite far from here. 20 Minutes by car.

I stopped in a room because I heard the screams of a woman. Not too loud indeed, but this makes me curious to find the source of the sound. I stopped in front of the delivery room.

The door is closed, of course. I could only peek from the sidelines of the curtains that opened a little. Fortunately, in the light. So, I didn't have much trouble figuring out the situation inside.

This heart was filled when I saw such a beautiful sight. The woman who was about to give birth, with her husband next to her. Her husband continued to stroke his wife's forehead in pain. He was silent when his wife hit him in the face and pinched him repeatedly.

I could wonder. Why is she so rude to her husband? Mom's shadow came out of my eyes. He once said that when a mother gives birth to her child, she is struggling between life and death.

Just this time, I saw the faces of people about to give birth to a baby into the world directly. I can't imagine the pain she's going through. Until I threw my eyes away when the woman started to push. His face turned red. God, am I ready to experience this?

I walked quickly to go back to my room. Feeling sad all of a sudden. Maybe that's how Mom sacrificed when she gave birth to me. Pain that is not what it looks like. I'm crying hard here. By ourselves. It's not that I was traumatized by seeing this, I was just thinking about Mom when she was struggling to give birth to her child. I'm. A child who cannot please him.

Because of this, I promised myself, I will try to make my mother happy at all costs. Even if I have to sacrifice this heart. Because his sacrifice for his baby was born into the world, is not a playful thing.

I looked at the picture of my mother on my phone. A sense of regret and longing to be raging here. In the deepest recesses of the heart.

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