My love is blocked by your throne

106. Imposing Loss.

Allah Akbar..

Allaahu Akbar's..

The hum of the takbir echoes, in the sound of the call of the Adzan, burst into the hearing of the Aura who had been walking for too long in his long sleep.

The echoes of God's greatness that was expressed several times, as if it had attracted Aura's consciousness to return to his mortal life again in this world.

The pair of lentic-haired eyes slowly opened, his gaze sweeping in all directions, within minutes, the gaze was still meaningless blank, and a few minutes later, his gaze swept out in all directions, in a matter of minutes, it was still meaningless, all the tribe that wandered again occupied the body perfectly. It was seen when her tiny lips echoed one name.

"A-Aresh," she let out her voice, and could only be heard by herself.

The reason, a pair of newly opened eyes that captured the silhouette of a gallant body, tall strapping, standing in the middle of the room, on the expanse of prayer, was doing prayer.

"What is it, Aresh?...he is praying?...

Could it be, Aresh? .... Aresh can pray? ..."

His mind was in a blur with a few questions, as his eyes scanned a rare sight not far ahead.

But another point of consciousness, called logic, draws itself whole to a factual consciousness. And one decision was taken immediately.

"There's no way Aresh is here, I've left him, and he's with another woman now.

Moreover, Aresh has never prayed, this must be my hallucination."

The aura monologues in him alone.

And the pair of newly opened eyes now began to look glassy, the look of sadness became a gray cloud that covered the charm of her beauty. One clear point then falls, along with a groan in the chest.

"Aresh ..if only I had seen you perform prayers like my hallucinations today, I would never have gone from you, as much as I would have received by continuing to be beside you."

Just a drop, there was one finger that memorized his tears, made the pair of eyes that were clenched open again, and what he saw now, what was the scene that was plastered in front of him now.

That handsome face, looking so close, looked so real, even the soft touch of his fingers felt so warm.

"A-Aresh-is?"

No answer can be heard, only a look at each other, before the frail body he clutches, in a warm deck full of longing.

"Yes, Arra. It's me." It's me."

The voice of Damaresh sounded trembling.

Slowly but surely, a aura's sobbing sounded.

Both of his hands were tightly embracing the gallant body with a distinctive aroma that he always longed for. For a moment it seemed to stop, to pay homage to two hearts that meet again, but in a painful wrap.

Aresh raised Aura's face as her cries began to subside. His fingers memorized the remaining tears that were there. "Why don't you ever tell me, Arra?" He asked quietly, in a deep voice, unimpressed with blame.

But Aura received it as if a blow squeezed her chest with a sense of tightness, making her re-listen to sobs.

Aresh just let everything to get an answer from being asked.

"I-I don't know either," Aura replied in a choked voice.

"really?"

"Yes, I don't know either, Aresh. If I had known, I wouldn't have asked you to divorce me, nor would I have left you. I also just found out yesterday from the doctor and-"

Aura could not continue her words, because tears had flooded in, and a voice that had been choked.

A deep sense of loss, though without beginning the sense of belonging, was now sweeping his soul flat, plunging him into great pain.

Aresh took her back into the arms, trying to calm her in the gentle caress of his hand, though he himself felt the same loss.

"I'm sorry, Aresh. I'm sorry I couldn't take care of her," sobbed Aura with deep guilt.

"I have to apologize, Arra.

I can't take good care of you" said Aresh.

Aura was speechless when suddenly the news she saw appeared in memory.

Aura broke free from Damaresh's embrace and looked at the handsome face questioningly.

"How do you know I'm here? And aren't you with someone else now?" Aura's voice grew quieter at the end of the question.

"I lost, Arra."

"Lose what?"

"Lose war."

"I don't understand, Aresh."

Damaresh grabbed Aura's fingers and held them tightly. "What I fought for, which has always been the trigger of my spirit, has gone away from me, Arra."

"What do you mean, me?"

"Who else."

The auras were bowed, after a moment the netra they met in the air. "I-i"

That was all that was said from Aura's lips, only one word was cut off just like that.

"Don't rush to draw conclusions about me, Arra. While you're still here." Damaresh pointed at his own chest. "Even if you're not next to me, I'll never decide to be with anyone else."

"Then the news?"

"I love you, Arra. And I don't know how to not love you anymore."

"Aresh." Aura immediately hugged the gallant body in front of her tightly and went back sobbing.

"I'm sorry, Aresh. I'm sorry I left you" he said.

"Stay with me, Arra."

"Yes" said Aura Parau.

"Yes, I promise."

Let time pass, seconds and minutes pass, let it go, do not nuisance them.

Let this time belong only to Aresh and Arra.

Arra fizzed small, when pain was felt from his infused hand.

Aresh immediately laid the body in the most comfortable position. Then kiss her forehead with love.

"Thank you, Aresh," said Aura.

"I have to thank you, Arra. You want to walk with me again.

"I love you, Aresh. Very," said Aura Parau, remembering how much he felt lost, when he decided to leave.

"And I cannot analogize the magnitude of your presence in my life, Arra.

Not only the meaning of your presence, but also your prayers are very magical for me."

The prayer. The word Aresh signifies that the man believes in the power of prayer.

And what Aura saw just now, could it be reality?

"Aresh, I'm sorry, I just saw you praying, was that right, or was I just looking wrong?"

"No. You didn't see it wrong."

Aura's smile immediately expanded wide.

"When do you start praying?"

"Actually I can't pray at all, I used to pray regularly as a child, when grandma was alive."

"Grandmother? His wife, sir William?"

"Yes, my grandmother is a woman of original Javanese descent, she has a gentle personality and religious obedience. Grandma taught religious education to all her grandchildren, I, Edgard and Anthoni were taught to pray and teach, taught to believe and believe in the power of God. We were also taught to convert to priestly prayer, as the grandmother said, every man must be a priest."

"Subhanallah," decak Aura was amazed.

"Who's Grandma's name, if you may know?"

"His name is enshrined in the name of the foundation where you work" Damaresh said.

"L&D?"

"Laura Goddess."

"So that's his wife's name, Mr. William. Surely Mr. William loved the mistress Laura Dewi very much, "the value of Aura which was only responded to by a mysterious smile by Damaresh, he then chose to continue the story.

"But all the beautiful order in our family changed after my grandmother died

Because of a plane crash. That religious life we no longer live, and communicating with God, is no longer a necessity." Damaresh interrupted the story with a long breath.

"Then what makes your heart knock to pray again?" asked Aura with great curiosity.

"Lost," said Damaresh briefly.

"Lost, lost what?"

"Your loss and the loss of our future son."

Aresh felt himself in the lowest and most painful position when Aura asked for a divorce from him, he also felt a part of himself broken when it came to letting Aura go from his side.

Although he had a thousand ways and a thousand powers to hold Aura away and ask her to stay, but the deep love and affection for Aura made him come to a single consciousness, why let Aura stay, if with that it makes Aura tormented.

After Aura died, Aresh tried to cover his wounds with activity as usual with an intensity doubled than usual. The truth in his soul felt empty, he felt he needed a place to lean, needed strength to support him rigid, a power that did not have to be sought and not in the form of anything. Abstract power is invisible, but its power is indisputable by all the heights of logic.

It was then that the door of his heart opened, as the power of God lowered his direction. Aresh returned ablution, Aresh again stood on the prayer rug for prayer, although he had nothing to ask for, if what was happening now was the best for him according to the owner of the power. With that, he felt he had power, although empty often cramped in solitude.

And when he was again wracked with loss, the fruit of love that he longed for quietly in the corner of his heart was in the owner of the power, coming to the owner of the power, it was also his act that then led his soul to a sense of peace and acceptance.

"I think that's how God rebukes me, Arra. He took you away from me, for a while, and he took my little soul in your womb for good.

This is how I mean loss" she said with a deep look.

The aura spread out both hands preparing to receive a hug while saying with a trembling voice, because the soul is covered with novelty.

"Aresh, my husband."

"Yes, honey..."

It can be guessed, right, if the two embrace each other for a while ahead, until Kaivan's voice is heard.

"Interruption, Boss."

Aresh took off his embrace and turned his head to look at Kaivan. "What Kai?"

his voice sounded really unfriendly when he asked.

"Two times, boss, I've arrested the nurse who's coming in here, because you guys are still meeting. But this time it can't be anymore, boss. They're waiting there!" point Kaivan at the door behind him.

There stood two nurses who were ready to carry out their duties to check the condition of Aura. There was also Sherin and Quinsha who were also waiting to see the condition of Aura.

"One more thing, Boss," Kaivan said.

"Otherwise, Kai?"

"Stefan called ten minutes ago" Kaivan said.

Damaresh gesgas got up and immediately went out of the room while reaching for his cellphone which was in silence since earlier.

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