SHACKLED IN LOVE IN A NEIGHBORING COUNTRY
Christmas Moments and the worst events for Shifa
Christmas Moments and the worst events for Shifa
Christmas holidays 
Today is December 25, 2014. The date on which the Prophet Jesus Christ or Jesus Christ was born. They celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ according to their religion the birth of the Son of God, the rebirth of the sun and the beginning of the building of churches around the world.
Six more days into the new year. Today we are on holiday right, I will sleep all day because last night stay up late preparing a Christmas tree and decorate the shop as unique as possible.
They are Christian employees since last night on holiday because they have to go to church. I always pray to God to always give us health, safety, well-being, sustenance and a good future amiin.
"Wake ...! Girls can't wake up! It's hard to get a soul mate!" Ordinary, indri every morning woke me up, the habit of not wearing adab and manners.
"Hoamm," Vaporizing, writhing, warm fresh body. Eyes squeaking, the window in wide open, radiating morning sunlight so sharp. "What hell! I'm still sleepy, last night stay up. My eyes why?" Taking out the mirror, my lower eyelids had already turned a bit of a dark color. What is this thing called a panda eye?
"Gue also stayed up not so bad. Now look, what time is it? It's 11:00 in the afternoon, not morning."
That's how panda eyes are due to lack of sleep."
"Can it be lost, right? It's worse than my face. Uh what's that?"
"Can't be like it. But, it can be sprinkled powder, that's all."
That's why I woke up. It's a Christmas present for us, it's bread, and THR."
"You're asking them to?"
"No, they love us."
Eating toast is good. But why is my stomach wrapped around? So strange. Shouldn't pregnant women eat toast, huh? I smell nothing strange even more fragrant. I looked at the indri who was greedy eating bread seems like nothing happened.
Yes, Allah. My stomach hurt, like something was coming out of this womb. I ran to the toilet. Yes, God is shrill beyond the first pain of menstruation.
Blood gore out of the womb, I miscarried. Yes, allah. What food do I eat. How could they poison the bread. Then, how is it that a young pregnant wife craves toast? I can't imagine how broken her feelings are.
The stomach hurts more, the blood is getting out, my body is limp as if it is not boned. Head dizziness. Shaky views. After that, I no longer realized what was happening.
***
"Mother ...! I stayed in my mother's womb for two months. The angel asked me if I would be able to live in the world later? I replied, I can't seem to be able to because I don't have a father. Mother often hurts to keep me. I can feel mother is also reluctant to accept me in the world later, I don't know why. I'm sick of hearing that, too, Mom."
"Now, I'm gone forever. Happy mother, I did not make mother carry a heavier burden. I am sure my mother loves me very much, I love my mother too. Now, I'm leaving."
***
Shifa was still lulled in the dreamland. In a hospital the first time he stepped on. The input hose becomes the life connector. I don't know how long Shifa slept. At this Christmas moment like he promised last night, they will go on vacation.
Shifa is like being in two different realms. On the one hand dream of prospective baby. On one side he felt someone stroke his hand. Shifa tried to open her eyes but could not.
"Diaha! You miscarried. I was shocked to hear the doctor say you were pregnant and miscarried. Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant."
Indri who took his friend to the hospital. Because long time in the toilet initially indri unsuspecting. But 30 minutes later he didn't come. Indri followed him to the toilet to find Shifa lying with blood splattered. Shock for sure, ask for help from neighbors difficult to find people who want to help lift the body Shifa.
Fortunately there was a mother who had Shifa help in a bad situation first helped lift the body of the shifa to the taxi. I know what happened to Shifa. The mother was also shocked to not believe what she saw, it was like that in fact.
Shifa was conscious. "Where am I?" Looking left right was only the only person he saw.
"You're in the hospital. You miscarried, your gestational age was about two months. Means a week older than my content. Why didn't you say you were pregnant?"
"I miscarried? Why should I say? I'm not married, it's a disgrace that I have to cover even though it's been discovered for a long time too. Oh, that's it, yeah."
"Who's got you pregnant?"
"Long story wait to heal and fresh mind first."
***
You are like clear water
In a dusty container
The dirt was visible
The sanctity is sheltered
Love is not just in the eyes
Love is present in the soul
Let it be wrong in their eyes
I hope you will accept
Though viewed as insulting
But the truth of our love
We who feel
Someday
Make sure it glows
The door will open
We step together
That's where we see it
Shine the truth
Dust is a jewel
Hina is noble
Not the imagination I gave you
But real faith
Because the love of the fiery ocean
I'll definitely remember
I hope you will accept
Though viewed as insulting
But the truth of our love
We who feel
Someday
Make sure it glows
The door will open
We step together
That's where we see it
Shine the truth
Dust is a jewel
Hina is noble
Someday
Make sure it glows
The door will open
We step together
That's where we see it
Shine the truth
Dust is a jewel
The Malay pop song is perfect for the more upset. Shifa's mind was traveling everywhere. The doctor told me not to mind much later to get sick. Shifa could not help but think because whatever the case, it was always dancing around in her mind.
Repeatedly saying Istigfar still keep thinking because he just dreamed of meeting prospective baby but big isdah around the age of seven years.
The baby candidate seems a bit disappointed with his mother-to-be. She knew her mother was not ready to grow up alone. The pregnancy was beyond her plan. The man who had impregnated him would not take responsibility instead drove him out in the middle of the night. God's power is great. I don't know what wisdom awaits him in the future. Picking up that time must be taken by a winding road.
I don't know what his mind wanders into the next few years. When he really felt love. Listening to a Malay slow song is very representative of his feelings. Shifa hates that.
