My Love is Wrong

I hug my wife

Until home, Sabila has prepared porridge for me. I had to eat it, but I felt so bland the porridge I was eating.

"Pa... Papa must force-feed his porridge. Mother bribe yes... " Said my wife.

I looked at my wife who still looked pale and limp.

I nodded and smiled. " Let Papa eat alone Ma'am... I slept next to Papa.... Dad doesn't want me to be sick. "

"But Pa...." I cut my wife's words.

"Husso .... Ma'am... Papa ma ma ma ma, very dear. Papa wants to be really healthy. Now I'm resting ..."

My wife nodded according to my words and slept next to me, hugging me.

I finished my porridge. Then Rahma gave me the medicines I should take.

I looked at my children standing in front of me. I saw their worried faces. How not, they must be very worried because both parents are sick.

I thought of Ara's words in her message this afternoon. I must be eager to heal, for the sake of my wife and children who need me most.

"Papa's kids don't have to be sad.... Here sit by Papa ma ma mom." I said. Then my children sat by our old bed. Rahma massaged my legs, while Sabila massaged her mother's feet. And Joseph sat by me, hugging me.

Pipin tried to get up, and sat hugging me.

"Now listen to Papa yaa's words.... My wife's...Papa ma ma ma dear, very dear until Papa choose mother to be Papa's life friend. That's because Papa knows and is sure who Papa loves. Forgive me all this time Papa can't be happy mother." I said with a loud breath.

My wife and children are crying.

"Mother happy Pa. An apologetic mother can't be a good wife to Papa. Mother often gets angry and grumbles. Sorry mom Pa.." My wife said slowly.

I smiled, I kissed my wife's forehead.

"Yeah... Papa dear ma you all... Don't worry and be sad... Papa will heal. Papa is sure Papa will recover, because the mother ma the children Papa still need Papa. Papa will be eager to heal. You're Papa's encouragement...Papa love you all." I said smile.

My wife and I nodded almost simultaneously.

"When also always a prayer of healing for Papa ma ma mother. " Sabila said with tears still pouring out.

Joseph hugged me tightly.

"Pa... Joseph loves Papa ma mother."

I was overwhelmed, but I didn't want to cry in front of my children. I have to be tough.

"Yes now, Papa ma mom wants to sleep first, I'm resting. You guys should rest too, huh..." I said.

My kids bother. Rahma wiped away her tears, and so did Sabila.

Then my kids came out of my room. Stay with me and my wife.

"Mom... You must have the spirit to heal. I need to heal to strengthen Papa. To papa's friend. Yeah..." Cuddle my wife.

My wife was crying in my arms.

"Papa must also be eager to heal, said mother yaaa..." I'm nodding.

Maybe because of the influence of the medicine, I ended up falling asleep.

I slept well. And I woke up in the middle of the night. I feel like my breath is a little loose. I'm so grateful.

I sat down and prayed for my wife's recovery. I stared at his face. I love him so much.

Then I continued my sleep, and hoped that my health would improve tomorrow.