
"Eeegh.."
Aril looked up, looking at Ika's face. His eyes until glazed glass, see Ika's eyes that began to open.
"Mas, uh. My stomach." Ika stroked her stomach that hurt.
Ika immediately rounded her eyes, no longer felt her dense stomach begin to bulge. He felt strange in his stomach.
"Mas, our son is fine, right?" Tanya started to panic.
"Darling.." Aril. Unable to continue his word.
Aril's tears just flowed. He was unable to explain what had happened to his son. Aril kissed the back of Ika's hand that had been held since.
"Mas, why are you crying?"
"I'm sorry, honey. Ii'm sorry... I can't take good care of you. I'm sorry." Finally the word came out of Aril's mouth.
"Maaas, so I lost my baby?" Ika rubbed her stomach.
"Our child is weak. So he can't hold on."
"It's all my fault. I don't heart walk. If only I had been more careful, I wouldn't have fallen. Our son will still be here. Ii'm sorry. Hiks.." I'm crying too.
Aril immediately hugged his wife who continued to feel guilty.
"No, you're not wrong, baby. I was wrong. Can't take good care of you."
"I am guilty. I'm the guilty hik.."
"Already, already. We were both wrong. Maybe God still doesn't believe in us being parents. Be patient, baby you have to be strong. Our son must have been a beautiful angel. The doctor said, our daughter. Sorry, I buried him without waiting for you. Pity that he was left for too long."
"Is she pretty?" Still crying but a little calmer.
"Yes, she's beautiful like you." Aril remembers the face of his little daughter when she was last about to bury him.
"Right, I want to hug her." Throw the hand Ika who had returned Aril's embrace. It surprised Aril.
Aril instantly let go of his embrace. Patted softly Ika cheek because Ika eyes closed.
"Dear wake. Dear.. Ikaa." Aril shouted. I'm not moving either. Panicking she immediately ran out to call the doctor. There was a nurse who heard so the nurse immediately approached Aril.
"Why wife?" Aril went straight into Ika's nursery again. Followed by the sister. The nurse pressed the emergency button next to the bed. Really because Aril panicked not to remember with the emergency button.
"Was the lady conscious?" The nurse asked as she looked at the panicked Aril looking at the unconscious Ika.
"Yes." Yeah." Answer Aril immediately.
"Calm down, sir. Looks like madam passed out. There's nothing to worry about. We'll wait for the doctor for more details." Obviously sister after checking Ika condition.
Shortly after, the doctor came and examined me.
"His heart rate is a little irregular. Did you realize you had a chance to talk?" Ask the doctor to be sure.
"Yes doc. He felt strange with his stomach. So I spontaneously told you what happened to our son."
"Alright, it looks like madam Ika is just in shock. Soon, it will be conscious. Later if the madam overreacts, please call me. It can be dangerous if the mistress is overstressed, because her condition is also still weak after surgery." Obviously doctor.
Arill nodded in understanding. The doctor then left Ika's room followed by the nurse. Aril again sat down on the chair next to Ika's bed.
"Dear, wakeup. I can't stand to see you weak like this. We must be strong together for the sake of our children who are in heaven." Aril lay his head beside his hand that held Ika's hand. Sometimes Aril kisses the back of Ika's hand.
Too tired, maybe that's what happened to Aril's body. Instantly Aril fell asleep because too long waiting for Ika who did not wake up too. When the rubbing of her hand on Ika's head stopped, a drop of tears melted from the corner of Ika's eye.
Ika was awake, but she didn't want to open her eyes. Fear of facing the reality that she has lost her child. He kept his eyes closed, hoping all this was just a nightmare. And tomorrow if he opens his eyes he's still with his son.
....
Some days I have to be hospitalized. During that time he was always moody. Aril also grew stressed thinking about his wife. Still sad to lose his son now must see his wife always moody. Rarely speaking, even though Aril had spoken at length, Ika was not at all interested in answering.
"Darling, eat first." Aril feeds Ika.
Ika accepted it, eating quietly and quietly. There was no chatter between the two until the last mouthful. Aril then offered the medicine, Ika grabbed it immediately swallowed it and drank water. Aril is grateful, at least his wife still wants to eat and take medicine so it does not hamper his physical recovery.
Ika noticed her husband's movements in the room.
"Mas,." Call Ika slowly.
"Yes," Aril immediately approached Ika who was still sitting position after eating earlier.
"I want to go home." Pinta Ika.