Seikhlas Love Afifa 2

Single-minded...Easy to Say, Hard to Do...

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The sun continued to rise, Farid and Wulan had returned home, before long Afifa's friends came, Sofi who now had her stomach bulged came with her husband, as well as Sari, Sari, the newlyweds are said to be 6 weeks late.

They came to offer their condolences for the loss of Afifa's baby, each of them sharing their experiences during pregnancy, many stories and lessons they learned from the series of events they experienced, likewise with Afifa, the story is accompanied by tears on both cheeks, both of his friends continue to entertain and encourage him.

In the afternoon, the Afifa and Fauzi families returned one by one, now Afifa sat in a small gazebo in the back garden, watching her colorful fish milling around in the middle of the pond, the gurgling sound of water from the artificial fountain that Fauzi deliberately made, sounded so calm in Afifa's ear.

Afifa felt something in her chest that was swollen and began to cause pain, "Ah...Why does this feel so painful and painful?", he said while touching his chest, "if you were here now, if you were here, and suck your mother's milk...!" afifa's tears flowed again, "why is the longing now coming back and so strong in my heart?", Afifa's eyes looked up, looking blankly at the pool, "You know Nak?... with pleasure Mother will hold you here, while giving your mother's milk to your tiny mouth, come on baby.drink a lot, let you big chips and can play with Mother yes...", Afifa muttered to himself.

Fauzi, who was lifting the clothes clothes clothes from his ex-wife, suddenly jumped up to Afifa, when he saw his wife who spoke to herself while hiccuping and showed her hands that were holding a baby and wanted to suckle her. "Honey.., dear be aware.!", Shaking the shoulders of his wife who was also unaware of his arrival because it was too late with his daydream.

Afifa stopped the movement of her hands, her wet eyes staring questioningly at the face of her husband who looked at her with pity, not a word coming out of his mute mouth.

"Honey.", Fauzi stretched out his hand, held his wife's cheeks, looked into her irises, then shook her head slightly, "Ikhlaskan.", he said.

Afifa returned to her consciousness, her gaze turning on her two floating hands, it turned out that there was nothing there, let alone a tiny baby appearing in her shadow. "Joel...!" there was something slapping, and piercing the heart of Afifa, a bitter reality that actually happened to him at this time, the pleasant feeling as he held the baby and suckled it just now was just his daydream.

Afifa's tears flowed profusely, sobbing for the sake of sobbing could be heard in the ears of everyone who heard it.

Fauzi pulled his wife's head to his chest, clenched her tightly, let her cry out all her feelings of sadness there, not feeling her tears flowing, but immediately her right hand brushed her off, he did not want to look weak to his wife. Fauzi kissed his wife's forehead repeatedly until his wife's body felt helpless in his arms.

"Honey.", call him as his wife's cries begin to subside. Fauzi loosened his arms, then looked at his wife's reddened face and bowed, her eyes puffy with tears, "Let's go in!, it's already afternoon, you haven't eaten since this morning".

Afifa raised her head slowly, looking at her husband's smiling face towards her. "I'm sorry Fifa Kak.", he said slowly.

"For what?" ask Fauzi.

"For Fifa's feelings, who still can't let go, so that makes Kak Aji worried".

"Yes.., I understand, that sincere word is very easy to say, but it is difficult to do, but as time goes on, we can definitely get through all of this, he said, do not continue to remember it let alone regret everything that has happened, we just pray to the owner of everything, in order to give the best for us and return to give confidence in us later". Fauzi guided his wife who was still staggering to walk because of the rest of the childbirth, the two walked hand in hand towards the door of his house, not forgetting his hand grabbed a basket containing some cloth that he had lifted from the clothesline.

The two sat on the couch, "You want to drink the deck? I'll get it", said Fauzi.

"No sister, my chest is getting swollen and painful if drinking continues", replied Afifa holding her husband's hand to prevent him from standing up.

Fauzi sat back down, "Did it hurt so much?" tanyakanya.

"Why does it hurt?"

"because the female hormone continues to produce milk, while the milk does not come out" explained Afifa.

Fauzi nodded his head in understanding, "I'll call the midwife here, in order to treat her pain".

Afifa nodded, Fauzi immediately picked up his phone and made a call with the midwife of Afifa's subscription.

After he finished his call he sat down again beside his wife, as his eyes fell on the basket of clothes he picked up some cloth there, "Who's this dear?" his eyes looked at the cloth in his hand.

"Deg.".", Afifa's heart was pounding again at her husband's question, her mind returning to the owner of the cloth.

"That's it's Sister Wulan who brought it".

"Where does he have a cloth like this? is this the usual fabric that is worn during childbirth?".

"Mmmm.perhaps Talita's ex", Afifa replied hesitantly.

"O yeah? isn't she taking care of Talita after she's 2?" tanyanya.

"Come" Afifa replied briefly, although in fact, it continues to haunt his mind, it is unethical if the remaining cloth gives birth even he brought from his husband's house in Jakarta to Bandung, Bandung, The mind was milling again in his mind, amid the deep sense of loss, it felt he could not accept the bitter reality anymore at this time, he did not want to discuss it, Afifa just buried her head in her husband's armpit, she could not accept the bitter reality anymore, looking for comfort that is able to calm his feelings that are raging at the moment.

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This writing reminds me back in time, I don't feel my tears flowing as my fingers write down every single letter in a third tonight...😢

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