Thank You for True Love

92 I HAVE FORGOTTEN YOUR DEPARTURE

"Doctor, may I ask permission to take my baby to see his mother? Since birth, she has never met and been close to her mother ...."

With puffy eyes and a wet face full of tears, Adit tried to lift back his body with the rest of the strength he still had.

"At least let the two of them be together for the first time and the last time."

All who heard Adit's request felt overwhelmed amid the grief that enveloped them.

Papa Satrio and Arya's father still kept their wives in constant tears. Moreover, Mother Nina, a mother who had to lose her only daughter, her feelings can no longer be imagined and described with anything.

"I'll let you take your baby to meet his mother. I'll tell the officer in the NICU room to get your baby ready. A nurse will bring him here. Excuse me first."

After nearly half an hour outside with Adit and his family, the doctor decided to re-enter the ICU and asked a nurse to pick up Adit's baby.

No one dared to disturb Adit who was still silent after the doctor returned to duty. All understood his circumstances, though the rest of the family was also overwhelmed with the same grief.

Even Papa Satrio who is usually the most able to master the situation and calm the son, this time choosing silence and accompanying Mama Indri who still continues to sob, just like the weak Mother Nina helplessly in the arms of Aryan's father.

Adit was still sitting alone right in front of the ICU room door. He was waiting for the nurse who would deliver Love to him.

No sobs could be heard from him. Only tears continued to flow nonstop, passing through her expressionless, empty-looking face, then falling dripping down the clothes attached to her body.

His mind wandered far, to the time where he first met Dinda the lover of hearts. Paramitha's sister, a sweet-sounding voice in her ear as the beautiful girl mentioned her full name before everyone who was inside the campus hall, five years ago.

At that time, that second there was also a beautiful vibe that felt filled his heart as he stole a glance towards the face of the beautiful girl. A strange feeling he had first felt. Stranger yet felt so beautiful in his heart.

His memory drifted back to the next time, a few years later. Still clearly illustrated in his mind, when he asked Dinda to be his lover, a real lover in the bond offered to step up to a better relationship in the future.

His heart soared when Dinda accepted him and from that day on they became lovers. Their relationship is getting closer and closer. The hope of uniting their love into a beautiful mahligai named marriage is approaching its time.

Memory after memory appears alternately as if it were real. Until he arrived on the day where he said the ijab qobul by holding tightly the hand of Aryan's father, pledging a sacred promise to build a married life with Dinda, the only woman he loves and loves forever.

His daydream came to a sudden halt as his hand patted his shoulder and informed the arrival of the nurse carrying his little daughter. Adit stood up and waited for the nurse to arrive before him.

"The doctor asked me to hand over your daughter, sir. This, please ...."

Slowly and carefully Adit received his little daughter's Love from the nurse's hand. He lovingly held the princess into the arms of his two hands.

The little baby squirmed, his little head moved slowly and a moment later regained its composure after feeling the warmth of his embrace.

"It's papa, son. We're going in there to see Mom. You'll meet your mama, honey ...."

Adit kissed her daughter's soft forehead which was partially covered by a warm hat worn on her to ward off the cold air. While the tiny body was wrapped warmly by the twists of pink bedong cloth, in line with the head covering he wore.

"Come, Sir. I'm taking it inside." The nurse who had brought Cinta, let Adit who carried his little daughter in through the door that the nurse had opened.

After the door closed, Adit was asked to clean himself and put on special clothes first, before walking back following the nurse's small steps towards Dinda's treatment.

Shortly after, they arrived in front of Dinda's treatment room. A room filled with various kinds of medical equipment, attached to the body lying helplessly on top of the bed.

"Dinda darling ...." Adit muttered softly to his wife, hoping that her voice would wake Dinda up and make her open her eyes.

But his hope was in vain. The body lay still not moving in the slightest. His eyes were closed tightly, really not wanting to open again for good.

The nurse had already left them, giving time for the little family to gather together for a while, somehow for how long.

Maybe until the time where Adit gave his permission to release all medical equipment that is still attached to his wife's body, which means he is ready and sincere to let go of Dinda forever.

With Love in the grip of his left hand, Adit bent his body forward, approaching the pale face of his wife who still shows his natural beauty.

His eyes were closed permeating the mixed feelings in his heart. The raging taste in its heart, the unspoken taste because it is so deeply attached to the recesses of the heart.

After being satisfied to kiss his wife's forehead, Adit pulled her body and turned to bring their tiny baby closer until Love's cheek stuck on Dinda's cheek.

Unexpectedly, the little head moved slowly so his face started to turn towards the side. As if sensing the existence of the mother he missed, the tiny lips gently touched Dinda's cheeks. Adit was stunned to see the incredible scene before his eyes.

A cluster of clear crystals pooled in the corner of his eye. Haru who was so sad, filled his heart space. Didn't expect to be treated to such an incredible scene. Love kissed Dinda, in an atmosphere that was difficult to describe.

Once able to master his feelings again, Adit put their tiny baby next to Dinda, between his hands and body, as if his wife was embracing to protect the baby.

"Dinda dear, I'm here with our little princess Love. Can you feel our presence beside you? We're here because we love you so much and love you ...."

Sighing deeply while watching the two people he loved so much, Adit tried to hold back his tears from spilling in front of them.

"Honey, you used to say to me a lot, can't wait to meet our baby. You want to hug her immediately, kiss her and pet her. Now look, he's already here, next to you. He even kissed your cheek, wanted to wake you up ...."

"Don't you want to see it? She's so beautiful, so lovely to inherit your beauty. Her skin is pure white, soft as the skin of your body. Her hair is thick black, beautiful like your long hair ...."

The tiny baby squirms occasionally touching Dinda's body. His little gestures were like a gesture that he wanted to be touched, caressed and spoiled by his mother.

"Love needs you. His life still depends on you. Your ASI is the best for him. Don't you want to give it to our little princess?"

Adit still hopes that his words will make Dinda come back with him. I don't know, deep down, she still hesitates to really let go of Dinda leaving her as well as Love.

But given the doctor's statement that currently Dinda still survive only because of the resuscitation tool that has not been released from his body, Adit finally resigned. He opened his heart to accept what had happened. Dinda is gone, his wife is gone.

Finally, he spilled all his feelings there, beside the bodies of his wife and their little daughter. Her crying was overflowing unstoppably again.

Adit sobbed, crying out tears of sorrow for the departure of his beloved wife, the mother of their little daughter who will now be his responsibility alone.

"Dinda, if this is what's best for you, I'm sincere, honey. If this is indeed the message of destiny for you, I'll let you go back to Him."

Adit cleansed his face from the rest of the tears. Taking a deep breath and letting go quietly, she then took Love from the top of Dinda's bed. He kissed the baby's forehead while whispering in his ear.

"We love you, son ...."

And for the last time, he brought Love to kiss his mother's cheek, followed by himself kissing his wife's forehead gently and lovingly.

"Dinda, I'm willing to let you go, sweetheart ...."

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