Romantic Husband (Stupid Sure Met) By Meisy T

God, Please Strengthen

My steps stopped because my body suddenly stiffened. Ridho who was hugging my waist also stopped. His view implies anxiety.

"Why you?" ask Ridho.

"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.

Slowly the liquid felt flowing down my thighs. Tears began to flood her cheeks. Ridho grabbed me in his arms.

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 aches so much to see the disappointment that was drawn there.

"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 replied as he helped me walk.

Ridho immediately led me to the car. I try to strengthen myself even though my body feels weak. 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.

"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.

Soon Dad and Mom entered the room. Dad's face looks panicked. While Mommy looks disappointed, maybe she already knows from Ridho, we have lost a baby candidate.

I'm trying to understand your disappointment. This is his first grandchild. There has been no word of pregnancy from Ridho's older brother's wife.

I choose not to say anything. Mother's disappointment is not comparable to what I have. I most wish our baby would survive.

"Where's Reva doing, son?" ask Dad.

"Udah checked earlier, Dad. No need to be locked up, said the doctor, when he arrived at the hospital, Reva had bleeding. Will be in the USG during the second doctor's visit"

"Oh Allah .. You who are patient, yes. It's a test for your household" Dad said.

Mother was silent. I looked at his face which looked troubled. My tears are back. Will you change again as you used to because you are disappointed?

I just realized that Mother started to change since I found out I was pregnant. The feeling of sadness because of the loss of a baby is fused with concern about the attitude of the next Mother. I really feel desperate.

"I'm going to go to the nurse first, Dad. Reva just realized. So that there may be further action."

"Yes, Son. Let us take care of Reva. Did you call besan?"

"Udah, Dad. Mom and Dad are on the road right now."

"Yes already. You're quick to report."

Ridho nodded in response. After Ridho came out of the room, Dad also moved. It seems he chose to sit in front of the room waiting for the arrival of the Father.

Mother sat in a chair near the bed. I glanced at his face, then closed my eyes. I wish this was just a nightmare.

"Would you like a drink?" tawar.

I opened my eyes. "Ga, Bunin. It will be later."

Mother just nodded, then sat down. I closed my eyes again. The quiet atmosphere made me even sadder.

A few minutes passed in silence. Shortly afterwards, I heard my voice talking to my father. I also opened my eyes. Mommy is also seen listening to the conversation in front of the room.

Mom came in, then walked over to me. "What are you, honey?"

My crying came back out. "My baby doesn't exist, Mom."

"Yes Allah .. Patient ones, son. It's a trial from God. You can't be desperate, let alone prejudiced."

"I ... sick, Mom."

"Yes, Son. I know how you feel. Many are interested, ask to be strengthened with God."

I closed my eyes again. Trying to speak in your heart. Begging God for forgiveness for being so bad. There is a feeling of unwillingness to God's fate that is so painful.

O Allah .. please help me to be strong in dealing with all this.

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