My Love is Wrong

"Mother please Pa..."

PREMATURE

I finally gave up, wanted to stay in the hospital. I really have trouble breathing.

I closed my eyes, enjoying every moment of pain I felt. I'm sincere.

I saw my wife sleeping in front of me, sitting up, her hands clasping my hands and her head on the edge of my bed.

I wanted to stroke her hair but I was so weak, I couldn't. I want to wipe away her tears but my hands are not able to.

I know my wife is so loyal and loves me so much. I'm so lucky to have a wife like her.

And I'm happy, my wife isn't mad at Ara anymore. I saw how my wife behaved when I got Ara's call.

Right now, I'm really weak helpless. In every breath I give thanks after so much pleasure I have received from the Owner all this time.

I feel like I'm really helpless right now. My wish I could not do because of the helplessness I was facing.

I let out my breath. I try to stabilize my bad breath. Respiratory devices are still installed.

I looked around the room where I was being treated. My wife was sleeping near me, and my son Joseph was sleeping on the carpeted floor, curled up in his blanket.

My son Sabila and Rahma live at home. Tomorrow they go to the hospital in Yusuf.

I also remember Ara. I don't want Ara to know that I'm sick. I don't want to worry him. But it turns out Pipin told Ara.

I take a slow breath...

I want to heal, I want to see the people I love happy. I want to finish my responsibilities that are still a lot in my family. I still want to make my parents happy, which I haven't been happy with.

So many wishes, but will they come true?

At the moment I can only sleep with very weak breaths.

I didn't realize my tears were suddenly dripping.

Suddenly my wife woke up.

" Papa woke up..." My wife said, wiping my tears.

I smiled, and held my wife's hand.

"Papa want to drink?"

I'm shaking.

"Sir Ma... Papa wants nothing. Papa just wants to enjoy tonight. Sorry Papa ya Ma'am." I said.

" lt... " My wife kissed my forehead.

""Papa calm your mind... Let Papa heal quickly. Yes... Dear Mom, Papa, and Papa is never wrong mom. Happy mom has a husband like Papa. Papa so nyayangi mother. I could have rasain it. About Ara, I already know Pa... Papa is wrong. Papa's love for him is not wrong, because long before mother, Papa's love was already there for Ara. Mom's apologizing, Pa."

"Sorry Papa, Mom....Whatever the reason, Papa has hurt my mother's heart...Please forgive me Papa yaa .." I said in a soft voice.

From the beginning of meeting Ara, I knew what I was doing was wrong, but my love was not wrong. But my love for Ara ended up hurting my wife. I feel guilty and sorry for that.

"Mr .... Now papa rest yaa.don't think of anything. Yeah..."

I smile.

"Papa can't sleep, ma'am... I'm resting, Dad, I don't want to see you sick." I said.

"Mom can't sleep either... Mom temenin Papa yaa..." My wife said and kissed me on the cheek, my forehead.

I'm nodding.

"Ma .. Papa inget not time Papa sulking? Because I'm jealous..." My wife said, looking at me and smiling.

I'm nodding.

"Or not Pa... At that time I thought that if I showed my jealousy, papa would convince my mother, and Papa would persuade me. Eeee is beyond belief and harapa. Papa even angry ma mom and sulking do not want to talk. I was confused, so it became like this. I was confused myself, Papa wanted it."

I smiled and nodded.

"Paa... The mother since the first time she met Papa, immediately fell in love with Ma Papa. Mom becomes possessive do not want to see Papa teretin or talk to other girls." My wife smiled at herself.

I smiled seeing him. I saw how much my wife loved me.

"I love you, Mom...."

"I love you... Pa...ibu asked ma Papa, be excited to heal. Mother please Pa... I need Papa. The kids need Papa."

I'm nudging.

"We can only pray Mom.... Doain Papa ya..."

My wife nodded and hugged me.