Romantic Husband (Stupid Sure Met) By Meisy T

The Storm that Plunged Asa

I nodded slowly. Once again grateful for the attention of Ridho. If he wasn't good at calming down, I would have dropped it by now.

Ridho got up from the bed, kissed my forehead, then walked out of the room. Stay alone, trying to close my eyes. I slowly recited the remembrance, trying to calm myself down.

Some time I tried to sleep, but I couldn't. My mind wanders in no direction. There was an Adhan coming from the mosque. I also tried to get out of bed.

The door creaked and opened. The figure of Ridho standing there, might be preparing for the mosque. Ridho hurried to approach me.

"Where are you going, honey?"

"I want to pray, Mom."

"Can road? Help me, yeah."

"Ga, my. I'm better, really. I'm going to the mosque, right? It will be too late to pray."

"really? I can pray at home, right."

"Yes. Be calm" I said with a smile.

Ridho took the peci, then exited the room. I also walked slowly to the bathroom. Unseen figure of Mother. Looks like we're resting in the room.

After cleaning myself and changing clothes, I took ablution. Back in the room, I performed the Zuhr prayer. I raised my hand to ask God for help for us.

Tears are back. There is no power of a servant other than according to his will. For a moment I thought about what was going on. I don't know why, I felt so weak this time.

When folding the mukena, Ridho had returned from the mosque. I smiled at him. Ridho approached, checking my body condition.

"Are you all right?"

"Yes, Mum."

"Now eat, yes. Mas temenin."

I just nodded. We also walked to the dining room. Ridho took out a plate, filling it with rice and side dishes. I was a little nauseous when she started feeding.

"Come, get eaten," he persuaded.

"Well, yeah, Mas?"

"Yes. I came out right after you slept. Mommy panicked because you fell, finally not so cooking," he explained. "Why? Ga delicious?"

"Ga understands, but I'm a little nauseous, Mas. Maybe the effect of the spice times, huh?"

"You want to buy something? Any other food tastes?"

"Ga. This is it, my mother."

I feel bad about having to make Ridho bother again. He must be pretty tired today. After helping Father and Mother, she took care of me for almost half a day.

At the fifth bribe, I shook my head. "Yes yes, Mas. I'm full" I said.

Ridho stopped his activities from bribing me. "Yes already. Later on tell me if it's any other taste, let me buy it."

I just nodded. Ridho seemed to understand that I could no longer afford to finish the rice and side dishes. My man put the old dinner plate into the sink. We also went back to the room.

As I was about to lie down, I felt something dripping down the lower part of my body. My blood is a little bit dripping. Panic returned, twice as much as it did this morning.

My steps stopped because of a suddenly stiff body. Ridho who was hugging my waist also stopped. His look again implies anxiety.

"Why you?" tanyakanya.

I tried to calm myself down. I breathe in to reduce the panic. "I think I'm bleeding, Mas" I said in a soft voice.

My body trembled slightly from the fear that suddenly struck. My feelings can no longer be described with words. Ridho changed positions so we faced each other to see my face.

"Blooded? How's that supposed to mean?"

"I don't know, Mas. I ... fear." I covered my face with both palms.

Oh God . I really don't know what to do now.

"You calm down, honey .. Take a breath first, the story is clearly the same as mine."

I stopped and dropped my hand to the side of my body. "What if the baby doesn't exist, Mom?"

Ridho seems to be starting to understand what I mean. His face went from panicked to overcast. My heart ached so much to see the disappointment there, even if only for a moment. Ridho sighed, then stroked my cheek.

"We're going to the hospital now. I'll tell Mommy first, let's get ready."

I just nodded. Ridho rushed out to call his mother. I dare not sit or lie down, just stand by the bed. Shortly after, Ridho came with Mother.

"You calm down, yeah. Do not panic so that the fetus is safe," said Mother. "Ridho quickly took Reva to the hospital. Later Mommy will bring your bag, Mommy will find other fabrics and equipment first."

"Yes, Bun."

Ridho immediately led me to the car. While sitting in the car, my gaze began to faint, the head felt spinning. Slowly my consciousness disappeared.

"Reva?"

Ridho turned towards me. His hand patted my shoulder slowly. I could no longer hear the other words because everything turned dark.

***

When I woke up, I was lying on a bed with white sheets. The infusion needle was stuck in my left arm. I think I was in a hospital room.

I try to remember the previous events. The worry attacked again. I saw Ridho standing not far from the bed, calling someone.

"Yes, Sir. We're at Raflesya's hospital now."

"...."

"Reva's not conscious yet, sir. But it was handled by the doctor."

My heart is beating fast. Looks like Ridho called Father. My mind suddenly riled. What the hell is going on?

My hands moved slowly to the stomach. Be ill. Grumpily. I don't know what's right to describe it. Bad thoughts filled my head.

Oh my God .. have I lost my baby?

My sobs started coming out. Ridho who heard it looked surprised and immediately approached me. His hand held my finger tightly.

"You who are patient .. must be strong!"

"Just be honest with me, Mom. What the hell is going on?"

Ridho took a slow breath before answering my question. I began to believe in the faith that had previously approached. Our baby-to-be can't be saved?

"Our baby doesn't exist. This is a test for us. God wants him back."

"Ga may. Mas .. I want my baby. Where's my baby?" I started to get hysterical after hearing Ridho's words.

"Udah, dear ... may not have been our sustenance for now." Ridho's eyes look teary.

"Mas! You bear! You don't understand my feelings."

Ridho bent down to embrace me. "Patience, Dear .. istigfar ... Not gini! It was sad. He also wished he had been born safely. But God's destiny says another."

My shoulders shook with tears. It was like a life being taken from the body. Why is this sick, God?

"Why, Mas? Why can't it survive?" My words are starting to get out of control.

Ridho stroked my head which was still wrapped in a hijab. I just sat still with an empty mind. Until it doesn't matter when he kisses my cheek as well as my forehead.

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