Sharing Love: Wife To Ardhi

Chapter 45 Don't Talk About the Past

The sunlight began to weaken, the sun was increasingly leaning towards the west. Adhifa is still playing with the baby of the 1-year-old orphanage.

"Rhope ...."

The call from Risma shifted Adhifa's focus, she immediately stood up and ran over to Risma.

"Yes mother."

"We're going home, baby, tomorrow after school, we're coming back, how about it?"

"By mother." Adhifa is excited to know that she will be visiting again tomorrow.

Risma invited Adhifa to say goodbye to Aiswa's mother, and several other caretakers, both of whom immediately stepped into the car.

"Not anything oma left alone at home all day bund?"

Dhifa's question breaks the silence of their journey.

"3 times as long as we play to the orphanage, the rest of Dhifa at home, how?"

"Dhifa wants it every day, but Dhifa also has to learn huh bund?" the little girl looks to make her brain work.

"3 times a week is okay, bund, I'm really cool."

Risma smiled and gently rubbed the head of her little princess.

"Mother, usually if we come home from the Panti, surely Mommy stopped by the flower shop, bought a white rose and then to the tomb of mama Ishana. Now not bund?"

"Almost dong certainly, mother kangen same mama Ishana. There's a tough adult thing mama explains to Dhifa, which is clear, mama Ishana is a good person."

During these 7 years, Risma always visited the navel that read the name Ishana, no matter how she tried sincerely and apologized, the tightness did not want to go from her heart.

It was hard to forgive herself, if she remembered her scathing words the last night she met Ishana.

After buying Ishana's favorite white rose, Risma immediately heads to the cemetery where her best friend lies.

The mother and son walked towards the navel they were heading to. Risma asked Adhifa to put the white rose in its place.

"Na, our son is grown." Risma tried to smile, hoping her best friend could be happy to see her happiness at this time.

After offering a do'a for her best friend, Risma invites her little daughter to come home.

"Dear mother, same as mama Ishana?"

"When you meet and know mama Ishana, you believe you also love her like a mother dear to mama Ishana."

Babbles and various stories from Dhifa coloring the journey home Risma, when his car entered the courtyard of their residence, at the same time, Ardhi's car also just stopped.

Ardhi's footsteps stopped when he saw his wife's car just passed the gate. But he still welcomed his wife and son with a smile.

Risma had just parked her car in the perfect position, the little girl had already gotten out of the car and ran towards Ardhi.

"Dad ...."

Ardhi immediately bowed and opened both his hands welcoming his beloved daughter.

"So late afternoon just got home?"

"We played at the Panti all day, as usual, we stopped by for a while at mama Ishana's grave."

"Yes, hurry inside, shower and change."

Very obedient little girl, after landing a kiss on Ardhi's right cheek. A smile continued to decorate Ardhi's face looking at his daughter's behavior.

Ardhi remembered something, he turned towards Risma. "Ris, can we talk to you for a second?"

"Speak what mas?"

"We go to work, let's be more comfortable."

Ardhi sat on the long sofa, and Risma sat right beside Ardhi. The man looked very serious, making Risma feel anxious.

"You remember, why did you always miscarry?"

"Remember, because I had cancer at the time. But all of that was cured when Eva was two months pregnant. Mas himself was also there when the doctor said that."

Ardhi looked so worried. Hesitatingly saying what he just knew, but not saying also felt claustrophobic. "In the medical world, cancer patients have no term of cure or complete recovery, but remission or survival rate."

Risma was stunned to hear Ardhi's explanation of the meaning of the two words just now.

"Even if there are no more cancer cells in your body, you should keep regular control, monitor your condition. After hearing my fellow clients talk about the cancer their families are suffering from, I became unsettled, Ris, I'm afraid of losing you."

"Alhamdulillah, I'm healthy, really, I don't control anymore, because I don't feel weird anymore, believe me mas."

"But anyway, after this anyway you have to routine control, at least once every 3 months, if you are lazy once every 6 months."

"Yes, I'll work on it."

Risma was moved to see Ardhi's concern for her.

"When I knew there was an illness I was suffering from, I wished Ishana would take my place if I left, but the miracle came and made my eyes glare, ever since I knew I was cured-" Risma understood he was misusing.

"Don't protest, I feel healed!"

"When I found out the cancer cells were gone, I-"

"I was selfish, and I wasn't willing to share you with anyone back then. I'm unstable, because I feel able to accompany you mas."

"Risma, already. Don't talk about the past."

"Must mas, in order for the mas to know of the many reasons and my defense, this is the real reason. "

"Why did I forbid Ishana to leave at that time? Because I thought I wasn't that old, I needed the right person to lean on, after I was gone. But when I was declared healthy, I forgot my previous request, and I asked him to leave."

"I was the host who forced her into this house, serving her food, she often refused, but I let the food remain for her, as she enjoyed the food I gave her, and liking the food, I got angry and asked her to leave."

"I'm ashamed to remember that mas, i-"

"Risma. Forget all that, Ishana has also left all of us."

"I-i"

"Risma is! Mas invited you here to discuss your health, for the future of the three of us! Not to discuss our mistakes."

"Sorry to you."

"Let's set up your meeting with Fahra's doctor, he's the doctor who handled you first right?"

"She's moved, I'll find her replacement doctor."

"Ris, I have a surprise for the four of us." Ardhi showed 4 plane tickets to Risma.

With the spirit of Risma snatched away the ticket, knowing their destination.

"Bunga Island?" Risma seemed to not believe Ardhi bought a ticket to the island of Flowers.

Dhifa's dream island when the boy was 4 years old. Due to its great distance, Ardhi did not give permission to travel there.

"Mas still remember this island of Dhifa's dreams?"

"Now he is 7 years old, you can join the camp there. At 4 years, sorry I can't give permission."

Risma was so happy that Adhifa's wish materialized, she immediately embraced Ardhi. "Thank you mas, finally the desire of Dhifa mas kabulin!"

"But we meet there yes, we can not go together, because from tomorrow mas there are meetings with clients near the island of Flowers. So it's likely that by the time you've arrived, in about 2 days you're there, you'll be there."

"It's okay, Dhifa can join the camp there, that's enough."