
"Love, loyalty and honesty. I want you to always love me. Always make me the only woman who is the owner of your heart. There is no woman you will love but me. The second is loyalty. I want you to be loyal to me always. On the sacred promise of our marriage. On our bond of love. To the commitments we made together"
"The third is honesty. I want you to always be honest with me in everything. Because a relationship must start with honesty and trust. That is the meaning of a real relationship. And that is what I will always demand from you" said Zahra at length who made Rahul fixated because he felt slapped by his wife's speech.
Love and loyalty. Maybe he could give both of those things to Zahra. He loved the woman very much and would only be faithful to this marriage.
But honesty. Did he give it to her? Until now, he still covers up his identity and family to his own wife. Is it time for him to be honest and make a confession, if his family is still alive, so that there is no more burden on him?
Huhhhhh.... He was still worried when it came to that one issue.
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Rahul and Zahra finally arrived in Jakarta, after a journey of approximately two hours. They went straight to the hospital that had been appointed by the doctor to immediately perform the operation.
Zahra patiently and faithfully waited for her husband who was being dissected by a team of doctors in the operating room. He occasionally glanced into the room that was covered with doors and walls, with a feeling of anxiety. He was hopeful of the success of the operation.
Although the doctor had said that the success rate was very large, but still he could not calm down before knowing the results. Rahul's hope of seeing back was huge. Don't let her hopes run out until she's back in despair.
To calm his bitter heart, Zahra left the operating room corridor and headed for the prayer hall. He prayed for the success of Rahul's operation on the sidelines of his prostration. After that she immediately returned to wait for her husband in front of the operating room.
After two more hours of waiting, the door of the room finally opened and the doctor came out. Zahra got up from the chair and approached the doctor.
"How is Doc my husband's condition?" Zahra asked impatiently.
"Alhamdulillah, the operation went smoothly" replied Hadi's doctor with a smile.
"Alhamdulillah" Zahra put her hand forward and rubbed it against her face. "That means, my husband will be able to see again?" Ask again with enthusiasm.
"God willing. As soon as the band is opened, we'll both know the result"
"Then, when will the band be opened Doc?"
"Propay for Sus. The bill can only be opened in about a week"
"Then, can I meet my husband Doc?"
"Yes. Later after Mr. Rahul was transferred to the nursing room, Sister can directly meet him"
"Thank you very much Doc"
"Either. Then I'll stay first"
"Yes Doc"
Doctor Hadi returned to the operating room. Leaving Zahra with a feeling of soaring due to happiness. Rahul could see soon. The man would definitely be very happy, as his wish all along had finally come true.
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It's been four days after the operation. And during those four days, Rahul had to rest in the nursery with his eyes constantly wrapped in bandages. He was with Zahra. The beloved wife who is always faithful to wait and accompany him.
"Let's eat again. A'k" Zahra thrust an apple slice into Rahul's mouth.
"No-no. I'm already full. Now it's your turn to eat. Come on" Rahul took the apple slices from Zahra's hand. Then replace the one who put the apple in front of Zahra's mouth. Intending to feed his wife.
"No, you're just. I'm still full. Come on" Zahra held the apple slices still in Rahul's hand.
"Hey. I'm tanya. Who's pregnant here? Who needs a lot of nutrition? So you have to eat a lot. Come on, it's for my little one" Rahul lifted the apple slices to escape from the Zahra plant. He persisted in feeding Zahra with the fruit.
"Yes-yes, I ate" Finally Zahra obeyed Rahul's words to eat the fruit.
"Well, so dong. That's called a good wife. Nurut same husband" Goda Rahul.
"Iw....." Zahra pushed Rahul's shoulder in regret.
"Law.... Start the bar again"
"Yes my mummy. Eumm...." Rahul hugged and kissed Zahra's cheek with his anxiety.
"Ih.... Basic sucks" Zahra tried to let go and push Rahul's hand that was holding her.
"Oh yeah. If I could see, you know, what would I have first seen?"
"What?"
"I want my daughter Belle to be the first face I see. The angel whom God sent to give me heaven. Turning all forms of my anxiety into tranquility. Turn my suffering into happiness. At any time, I will never stop thanking God for sending you into my life"
"And now he sends this little angel in your womb. The fruit of our love. I don't know what to talk about now. Because I feel that my happiness is now very complete. Until sometimes I feel like it's just a dream" Rahul caressed Zahra's face with one hand, and another stroked her.
"So sweet's..... Romance is my husband" Zahra pinched Rahul's cheek with her wrath. "I'm so happy because soon you'll see me. Added to this small presence. I imagine we live four. Me, you, little and Mom are the only parents we have"
Zahra's babble about the old man again made Rahul speechless with a look of guilt.
"Hey, why? How come your face is so moody? Did I say it wrong?" Zahra asked who was astonished at her husband's suddenly somber attitude.
"No. It's not you who's wrong, but me" Lirih Rahul.
"meaning?"
"It's about my family"
"Why? You miss them? You must be expecting their presence right now? I understand your feelings. But we can what? They're gone? Pray that they will be happy in heaven" Zahra said innocently.
"The thing is, they're not in heaven. They are still in this world. The same world as us"
"You mean?" Zahra scrunched her forehead.
"I've been lying to you all this time. Actually my parents are alive. They are in Jakarta. And they weren't in the accident"
"If they're alive, then why have you been lying to me all this time?"
"Because I want to forget and throw them out of my life. Just like those who have been throwing me away all this time" Rahul said emotionally.
"What's going on? Tell me everything" asked Zahra quietly.
Rahul told me everything without anyone missing. Zahra was shocked and saddened to hear her husband's story. She did not expect that the life of this man who had married her was so miserable.
Dumped by the woman he had saved until his eyes became a victim. She also replaced herself with her own sister.
But that doesn't mean she should allow her husband to continue living with the feelings of anger and resentment that grow in her heart. As a wife, she should be able to be the water that extinguishes the flames of anger in her husband's heart.
"Are you very angry and hurtful to your own parents?" Ask Zahra softly.
"Very. I am very hurt and disappointed in those who have treated me like a pet" Rahul replied in a low voice. Zahra could feel a deep anger and hurt from her husband's words.
"Do you have a grudge against them?" Scatter Zahra again this time managed to make Rahul fixated and confused, to give an answer to what questions his wife was asking. Although he felt hurt and disappointed towards his family, but was there any grudge stored in his heart for his own parents?
"Why not answered? Aren't you very angry and hurt about their attitude towards you? That means you hold a grudge against them?"
"I don't know" Lirih Rahul with his face down.
"I know they're wrong. They're not being fair to you. But that doesn't mean you hate them, right? In any case, it's good that they're still your family. Yourparents. The mother who gave birth to you. Under his feet is your paradise. So if I may ask, please forgive them....." Pinta Zahra with a soft voice.
"But they've been treating me unfairly all this time. They are not there when I need them. They let me fall alone. Do I have to forgive them?" Tukas Rahul with a slightly high tone of voice was so upset.
"You know? A person will be called great, when they succeed in doing the most difficult thing to do. One of them is to forgive people who have incised deep wounds in our hearts. In addition, forgiveness will make our hearts become calm. For there is no more anger, hatred and resentment that eat away at our hearts. I know it's very difficult. Learn to make peace with the past"
"I am pregnant with your child right now. Soon he will be born and we will be parents. Time will continue to go on. The longer he will grow up. Then, if someday he asks what his grandfather, grandmother and om. What answer will you give him?"
"Are you going to say, if your family is a petty and selfish person? Who has been unfair to his father? Is it wise, filling the hatred in the heart of a still innocent child? Later, he will grow up to be a vengeful figure towards his own family. Is that what you want?"