Not Always Beautiful

59. Bereft

"I'm sorry, thanks for the time"

"I'll drive to the front"

Fitri was already waiting in front of Meera's room anxiously, only Fitri knocked, Meera and Raja came out.

"What's Fit?" ask Meera.

"Mom, sir Adrian ..."

"Why Adrian?"

"Sir Adrian was in an accident on his way here"

"WHAT!!" Meera does not believe what Fitri says, she knows her husband is never careless in driving.

"Now it has been taken to Mulia hospital, the hospital called me, they said Mr. Adrian critical"

Meera called the office driver, but he wasn't picked up. The king offered to drive, and Meera accepted. The king chose the wrong path, they were stuck in traffic.

"Why did you choose this path, you saw us get stuck"

"I know if it's stuck here, usually not. Never mind, I see first what the traffic jam is long" King came out, he wanted to ascertain what is the cause of the congestion, because usually this road is smooth. There was an accident too. The king returned to the car.

"There was a motorcycle accident, but it was evacuated" King drove his car at high speed.

"Mas Indra is here?"

"That's not important, come with me quickly"

Indra takes Meera and Raja to the room where Adrian is. They have passed through many rooms, even past the outpatient room, but why is it still out. Meera's feelings were not good, Meera's legs suddenly squeezed when she reached the room that Indra meant. Meera sat down, not feeling her tears flowing.

Indra led Meera in, approaching the body that had been stretched stiff. His hands trembled as Indra asked him to open the white cloth before him. Meera grimaced, the face in front of her was already out of shape, but she was still very able to recognize. The body belonged to her husband, the unconscious bruuukk Meera.

When Meera regained consciousness, she was home. He came out of the room, all the family members gathered in the living room, ready for Adrian's funeral procession. Meera said nothing, only her tears kept flowing. As if understanding what was going on, Farhan and Hana could not be at peace from the beginning of the funeral procession, they continued to cry.

*A month passed

The company is back in papa Ardi's possession. Meera? his life was a mess, he woke up every night, and slept during the day. He also very rarely came out of his room, he no longer played with Farhan or Hana. Mom, papa Ardi and mom Mila live in Meera's house. Everyone was feeling sorry to see Meera, especially Lita. He felt very guilty, if only at that time he refused the invitation of his brother-in-law, things would not be like this.

Meera in her husband's clothes was sitting in the backyard, this was the place where they spent the most time. Meera closed her eyes, recalling all the good memories with Adrian.

When Adrian first kisses her, touches her, expresses his feelings, defends her, accepts her. Meera misses Adrian very much. He is not only a husband, but he is his best friend, protector, and source of happiness. His life was completely empty, the path turned dark, because what became stingy now God has asked to return.

Mother stroked Meera's hair, resting Meera's head on her shoulder.

"Adrian won't be happy to see you like this, son, look at Farhan and Hana, they still need time and love from their mother. You don't want to give them that, hmm? the company also needs your attention, you don't want to make your husband proud there, hmm? it's sad, but it's not good that it's too long, not just you, we all feel lost. Now it's night, get some rest" mom kissed her eldest daughter's forehead