Tarnished On The Bride's Night

Women Are Not Sensitive?!

They resumed the journey half an hour later after Dara's condition had improved somewhat. Actually, Umi Ros has suggested that Dara wait at home just considering her current condition which can be drunk again at any time like that. But it turned out that the middle-aged woman could not at all hinder her desire to stay with them. She knows how a wife is worried about her husband. Likewise with Alif who certainly wants to always be near his wife when he is sick.

“We just pray. Hopefully it will not happen like that again,” said Abah Haikal when he was followed by his wife to a place of worship, precisely before they continued the journey.

“That's important we're ready if you want ...”

“Yes, understand,” Abah directly reply. “Already checked?”

“Not checked, later you want to check in the hospital where Alif is treated only.”

“How many weeks said?”

“If according to marriage calculation it should be three weeks. But—”

“But what?” Abah interrupted.

“Change, don't think strangely, loh.”

“But the gestational age exceeds the marriage calculation you mean?”

“Change my goodness .. listen to his wife's explanation first.”

“Hmmm yes, yes, yes.” Abah Haikal chuckled softly.

“This, which makes men like to misunderstand. The content is calculated not based on the wedding day, but the first day of the last menstruation.”

Abah nodded in understanding. “But if it is so, it means our children are also.”

“Same as we used to be, right so.”

Abah smiled considering his youth with his wife, whose full name is Adinda Rosyadah.

“We should be grateful, Bah. Many out there women who are hard to get children.”

“Yes, that's for sure. Means Alif doesn't know yet?”

“Not yet,” replied Umi Ros, then chuckled considering Dara's confession just a moment ago. “It turns out our daughter-in-law is funny too, Bah. He had not wanted to admit why he was sick, but Umi was forced. The reason he said fear.”

“Fear we don't believe?”

“Yes, she's traumatized for ever being accused of cheating.”

“Evil once her ex-husband until trauma so.”

“Umi also does not know, but frankly Umi is also upset to hear it. Better to be honest from the beginning. Like ...”

“Already, don't remember!” Abah gives him a warning that his wife does not remember her past which was unintentionally devoted to her. To save someone's life.

***

At four o'clock in the morning, they finally reached the hospital where Alif was being treated. Once down, the four of them went straight to the private hospital elevator which this morning the cold felt very bone-piercing—so that made Dara repeatedly rub both palms. And it did not escape the supervision of Umi Ros.

“What Dara bring warm clothes?”

“Lupa ... Mi.” He had no thought of carrying such an important thing.

“Ya already, later take in Alif's suitcase. He always carries a jacket everywhere.”

“In room 507,” replied Abah when she had just contacted Jack.

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor. They were not long after searching the room. The four of them went straight inside after saying their greetings. And look there Alif whose stomach is being fanned by Jack while continuing to groan in pain until tears come out.

“Yes Allah ... Nak?” umi and Abah said as soon as they saw it. She kissed her son immediately, even with Dara who also directly held her husband's hand with teary eyes. He didn't expect Alif to get sick this bad. Previously Alif was healthy, always strong and mighty. Very different from his current state.

‘I'm sorry for your insensitive wife. I'm the closest person to you, I should be the one who knows best. Sorry Lif .. sorry .. I also just realized, it turns out this much is my fault.’

“Drugs are running out Umi, so look,” Jack said. He also called Umi and Abah to Alif's parents, because this family already considered him like his own family. Yes, the most direct member of the family.

“Thank you, Jack. It helps to take care of everything. Now it's your turn to rest, gih. Or you want to go directly to Jakarta is also up to.”

“Iya, I do have interests, Umi.”

“Go home! Finish your business. It was our turn to take care of it. Thank you yes, Nak.”

“Sama-sama, Umi, Abah, but before that I want to talk to Dara first,” he said making Dara focus his gaze on the man.

“For what do you want to talk to my wife?!” blow Alif rising.

“Ck!” Jack clucking. “Again alone still hurrying,” reply sneered. Then invite Dara to get out of the treatment room.

 “Why be outside anyway, Jack?” dara asked as soon as the ward door closed.

But instead of answering Dara's question, Jack actually directly scolded her, “Crazy you yes, Dar. Husband has appendicitis until it's that bad you don't know. Where have you been all this time?”

“Sorry, Jack. I'm sorry. I really—”

“Ah, stop,” cut Jack. “Whatever your obvious reason you are a female IS NOT SENSITIVE!” he said so loud. “And until whenever you will definitely stay like this, women are insensitive!”

“I'm still learning to be sensitive, Jack. I'm sorry if I was acting like Alif before. And I have a reason why I did it. I'm sure you know it.”

“Very know! That's why I'm sick of you, Dar!” Jack is no less tall.

“Hey, listen!” snapped Jack again. “This all happened because your father hurt him.”

“Hah, don't make it up to you, Jack. Where possible? My father is old, what can he do, hit? Impossible.”

“If it's just been hit, it probably doesn't feel that bad, Dara. Alif had been humiliated all this time. He lost his confidence as a man. You should know, verbal is sharper than a sledgehammer's punch though.”

Dara shakes. “What really happened, Jack? Explain it! Don't tell me to second-guess myself like this.”

“Ask your father and yourself who have hurt him many times, even before you were married,” Jack said again before the man left.

Makes Dara hold her head which again feels dizzy. Remembering the seemingly endless problem.

“What else is this Yes Allah .. what have I not known. Please show,” his murmur interrupted by sobs. But before long, he hurriedly wiped his tears when he heard the outpatient room door open.

“Away? Nak?” call Umi Ros. “Jack is home?”

“Already, Mi,” answered trying to hold his voice that almost choked.

“Alif looking for you.”

“Eh, yes.” Back inside, Dara sat down next to her husband, then focused on the scar of the operation that was in Alif's right abdomen. He immediately closed it with a fan because the sight made his head pulsate again.

“Chealing soon,” so that's all Dara can say because he can't say anything else. Clearly she was ashamed, there were both her in-laws watching them there.

“Iya, quickly healed, because Dara had a surprise,” Umi Ros said.

“What surprise?” ask Alif immediately.

“Each of you will recover quickly let me tell you,” Dara replied.

“If you can now why should it be later?”

“Not yet.”

“Please fan-fan again, Ra, peri,”. And Dara was willing to do it with pleasure. Makes Alif feel very happy. There is also a silver lining he thought, because in this way Dara will definitely care and pay attention to it. And hope, Dara will forget his mistake.

“My stomach is hungry, is there any food?”

“If you have any you should not eat carelessly,” replied Umi. “Should be smooth for example porridge, soup, or the like. We ask the doctor first.”

“Because you rest, first, son. Let Umi be the fan, yes. Take his jacket in Alif's suitcase when there's."

"Yes, Mi."

"Or is Dara going home? Later let Abah take you to the rented house.”

“Do not tell Dara to go home first, Umi,” said Alif as if not willing.

“But Dara has to rest. She was nauseous on the street.”

“The child is still kangen, Umi, let it be,” finally Abah came to say.

“Oh, yes, yes. All right then.”

***

Alif can only sleep in the morning. Likewise with Dara who finally fell asleep in a chair with a sitting position. Therefore, Umi wakes him up so that he moves to the sofa.

“Move to the sofa, straighten your legs, let it be comfortable.”

Dara opened her eyes when she heard the whispers. “Still, Umi.”

“Same-sama, Son.” Then Umi explained, he will go home first because he wants to rest for a while there. He'll be back here after a little while.

“Oh yes, I don't know I'm here yet,” muttered then contacted Razka that she was in the hospital because Alif had just been in surgery.

“Cum-end?” his response was from across when Ratna heard of that type of illness.

“Iya, Mom. But now only recovery, kok.”

“Duh, there is only one thing called disease.”

“Just pray for quick recovery as before.”

“Mothers Surely pray. May your daughter-in-law recover quickly. You also take care of your health, yes, Nduk. Later if it's a little afternoon Mother follows the same Razka,” he said still continued at length and only stopped when Alif woke up from his sleep.

“Lif? You're awake?”

Alif nodded and expressed his feelings, "Miss you.”

Dara lowered her head but instead replied, “Miss you to.”

Making Alif directly stretch out his hands, asking Dara to hug him right then and there.

***

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