Painful Love (Painful Love)

The Truth Revealed

It was getting late in the afternoon, a middle-aged woman was lying weakly on the hospital bed. Slowly, the eyelids began to move, the lentic eyelashes also move. When the cornea of the eye is perfectly open, it scans the entire room.

"Geez!" erang Latifah when he felt the back of his hand hurt due to being stabbed by an infusion needle. An oxygen hose was installed by a doctor to help the middle-aged woman to breathe freely.

Hearing someone's moaning, Yudhisthira who had just come out of the bathroom rushed towards the bed. Sumringah face when found the beloved mother has been kissed. "Thank God, thank God you are sober!" said the man with a smile on his lips.

Latifah looked at Yudhistira's beautiful face with clinging. The woman's brain was trying hard to recall what happened and how Yudhishthira could be in the same room as her.

Yudhishthira's hand moved slowly, wiping the top of Latifah's head. As if understanding what was on the middle-aged woman's mind, the handsome oriental-faced doctor said, "So Mama fainted and was immediately taken to the hospital. Since Erina was worried about Mama's situation and didn't know what to do, she called me and asked me to come here."

Latifah sighed harshly. Although Yudhishthira did not tell the truth, he was sure that something bad had happened to him. "Son, tell Mama, the doctor predicts how long you'll live in this world?"

Yudhistira was silent when he heard Latifah's question. Want to cover the truth, it feels free because the carcass that continues to be covered will smell too.

"The doctor predicts the age of the mother is not less than three months. However, Mama don't have to worry, I've asked Doctor Ilham to provide the best treatment for you." Yudhistira answered with a breath.

Tightly in the chest when imagining the figure of a woman who had been giving selfless affection left this mortal world for good. What would happen to her and Erina if Latifah died? Will he be able to face this cruel world without Latifah at his side?

Latifah looked at the ceiling of the room in white, then smiled bitterly. Death cannot be avoided by anyone, but is he able to meet the angel of death if at any time comes to the head? Is it enough practice to live so far to supply in the afterlife? Then, can he die in a state of calm while there is a big secret stored all this time?

No, Latifah did not want her to die in a state of unease. He wants when the angel of death will uproot all worldly affairs resolved so as not to hinder him to meet the Creator.

"Yudhistira, come here, son!" latifah pinta. His voice still sounded weak. He could not delay too long to convey something important to Yudhishthira.

Without much questioning, Yudhishthira withdrew the occupied seats until there was no distance between them. "Mama needs something? Or ... would you like me to call the doctor to check on you right away?"

Latifah shook her head. "Son, do you remember the photo of a woman that Mama once showed you when you were just in 1st grade Junior High? At that time you were curious, why every year we always make a pilgrimage to a tomb while carrying a bouquet of marigolds and put near someone's headstone."

Yudhistira seemed to be trying hard to remember the events in the past. The shadow of the face of a beautiful woman in a beautiful way was smiling sweetly to show her dimples. The beauty of the woman doubled when a covering cloth called hijab covered her hair and there was not a single gap in her limbs because she covered it with covered clothes.

Nodding his head even though he was a little hesitant, was the shadow of the woman's face Latifah meant. "There is, of course, a connection between the woman's photo and the tomb we visit once a year. Is that woman your dead mother's brother?"

Latifah looked at her heart. Thinking, how did he explain a truth that had been kept for nearly thirty years? How does he say that the woman's relationship with Yudhishthira was so close that even between them there was a strong bond that could not be separated for life? Will Yudhishthira accept the fact and forgive him for hiding the truth all this time?

Latifah. Trying to think where to start to tell the truth. "The woman was named Annchi. She is a close neighbor of Mama and Papa. When he first set foot in Indonesia, he chose Yogyakarta as his residence. Here he lives alone without any relatives accompanying."

"He was pregnant young. Mama and Papa as the nearest neighbor of course did not have the heart to let a pregnant woman stay alone so we decided to help the woman through her pregnancy until the time of delivery arrived," continued Latifah.

"Annchi is very much looking forward to the moment where he will give birth to a baby of the male sex who will definitely be born with a beautiful face. However, when the baby boy was born into this world, he could not care for and raise him because during the birth of the baby, bleeding and complications caused his life not to be helped."

Yudhishthira's heart seemed to stop nearing for a moment after hearing Latifah's explanation. Negative thoughts began to dance beautifully in his mind. However, he did not want to assume it before his mother told him everything.

"Since Annchi has no one, she inevitably leaves the baby to Mama and Papa. Of course Mama and Papa accepted the baby with joy because our marriage has been running for three years has not been given a baby."

Latifah looked at Yudhistira's face, which, if he looked carefully at the eyes and lips of the young man, was very similar to Annchi. "You know, who's the baby you mean?" ask with lirih.

Rumbling sounds started to sound inside the chest. Yudhistira's irregular heartbeat was accompanied by gasping breath as if he had just run a marathon.

With a trembling voice, Yudhistira replied, "Is the baby .. me?"

"True, that baby is you, son. That's why since childhood we always invite you to visit Annchi's tomb for pilgrimage because Mama doesn't want you to forget who your real mother really is."

Lemas was already Yudhistira's body when he discovered a fact that had been kept all this time by Latifah and Erlan. If only he was not in a sitting position it is certain that his body fell to the floor so surprised.

The eyeballs began to glaze over, the heart felt as tight as being squeezed by a large chunk of stone. The doctor's handsome chest of flowers deflated the turmoil he was feeling. "If that woman is my real mother, then where is my father? Is my father dead too?"

There was a rough breath coming from Latifah. "Mama doesn't know where your father really is. However, before he died, Annchi had left a diary and gold necklace to Mama. Maybe in that book you can find a clue to where your father is."

"The book Mama kept in the dresser drawer. Mama put together the diary book and Annchi's gold necklace in the same container" continued Latifah.

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