The Chosen Heart Part 2

The Chosen Heart Part 2
Crying and Laughter Always Go Together



Happy laughter never comes alone. A sad cry always accompanies, sometimes at the beginning, sometimes at the end. It has been two months since Isna tested positive for pregnancy, in fact the woman had to face the harsh reality. She miscarried .


The crying has not subsided. A bright morning and should be a spirit generator to do activities at the beginning of the day did not make Isna excited. He just sat on the terrace, looking at the koi fish swimming freely in the pond.


Indeed, the incident had just passed a day, so it was natural that Isna still could not accept the reality that was contrary to her expectations.


All the family members are in mourning. The mother also took the time to come so early to accompany her favorite daughter through her moments of suffering.


" Neng, breakfast first huh?" mama brought a bowl of chicken porridge in front of Isna.


" Thank you mama." Short answer Isna.


Mama sat down, accompanying Isna.


Isna bribed her porridge with no taste.


" It's delicious?"


Isna looked at mama. " Good."


" Eat a lot yes, let it be strong."


Isna smiling. In his heart he understood that everyone around him was trying to comfort him. And he did not want to make them even saddened to see his condition. Not only did he feel lost, they felt the same way.


So Isna should be able not to add to the burden of their minds.


Isna and Dani are still able to have a second pregnancy.


Yes, because the crying never came alone. Trying to make happiness comes, with whatever destiny accompanies it. That smile can come back.


" Ma, Dani left first huh? Titip Isna." Dani bares. Today was scheduled he had to go out, take care of the business that could not be done from home. His hands stretched out, took his in-laws' hands, and kissed the back of his hands, a sign of respect.


" Yes, Dan. Careful huh?" Mama welcomes Dani's hand, please,


" Neng, Aa go first huh? Later Mbak Pri comes, to accompany Isna if mama comes home." Dani said to his wife, replying to Isna's hand that had been outstretched.


" Yes A." Isna kissed Dani's hand.


After Dani's death, the loving mother invited Isna in, after finishing her breakfast.


Just as they entered, a motorbike stopped in front of their house. Ma'am Pri came, with an online motorcycle taxi.


" Assalamu'alaykum" said the woman. His hands were against the big bag.


" Wa'alaykumussalam," along with mama and Isna answered.


Mama and Mbak Pri shook hands, then Pri also greeted Isna.


" Healthy Sister Isna?" his bases mbak Pri, start a meeting.


" Alhamdulillah, this is how it is."


" Let's go in." Mama let Pri in.


Ma'am Pri nodded respectfully, then followed in the footsteps of mama and Isna entering the house.


Isna let Pri's mother occupy the room in the back, near the room that is used as a musholla.


Anne's mother, Isna's father-in-law, allowed Dani to take Pri's mother to her home to help and accompany Isna during her recovery.


" Just rest, Feng. Mama's going to the kitchen first, huh?"


Isna nodded without saying anything.


Entering the room, Isna decided to sit on the balcony of her room. From that place Isna could see around him, from a wider perspective than she had to see in a position parallel to the scenery she saw.


There's a phone call coming into his phone. From Rani.


" Of Assalamu'alaykum Rani." Isna enthusiastically answered the call from Rani.


" Wa'alaykumussalam Isna, Kumaha, damang, ma'am? (How, healthy, mom?)


" Sae(good) thank God. You're kumaha (how)?"


" Sae oge (well too)."


" Are you home?"


" There is, why?"


" Not in the hospital?"


" No, I'm resting at home. Yesterday I went to the hospital."


" I'm going home, right? But later, kind of a shit."


" May dong. Time can't?."


" Okay, wait for me?"


" Yes, don't be long, I'd love to see my handsome niece. Must've grown up."


" It's dong aunty. 30 Juz of the Quran."


Isna laughing. " Oh yeah, come here quick, huh?"


" Ready mom. I cleaned up first huh. Assalamu'alaykum."


" Wa'alaykumussalam."


Rani Mulyawati, her MI and MTs friend. Rani's annual event eight months ago, which made Isna and Dani meet again. The meeting that turned out to leave a very deep impression for Isna, because that's when Isna began to feel in love with Dani.


Also on Oyen, the male cat was orange. Who is currently still in Isna's parents' house, because when Isna and Dani to Surabaya Oyen entrusted in the house of mother and father.


There was a sound of Isna's bedroom door being knocked on by someone.


" Sir Isna, can I come in?" pri asked permission to enter.


" Just go in, ma'am Pri. The door's not locked."


Door opens. Pri ma'am came in, brought an orange and a few pieces of bolu roll, on a tray.


" Told to deliver this by Ms. Siti." Ma'am Pri put a tray on the table, next to the bed.Siti's mother was a mother.


" The Same Mommy."


Pri's mother then passed, leaving Isna back on her own.


Time is running very slow.


The clock on the wall of his room shows at half-ten in the morning. The feeling has long since spent time just sitting down.


Isna moved from her seat. It's exhausting to just be quiet without doing anything. Bored to be exact. It needs activity.


But not to mention Isna came out of the room, the door of her room was again knocked.


" Get in, the door's unlocked."


The door opened, Rani's face emerging from behind the door.


" Hey!"smile on his face


" same! Where's Emir?" The Emir's name is Rani's son.


" In my mom's cradle."


Rani and Isna are on each other's cheeks.


" Healthy Na?" Rani looked at Isna.


" Thank God. "


Rani looked around Isna's room. " Who is the interior design?"


" I'm dong."


" May as well. Be a professional interior designer."


" Scoffs.."


" Seriously..."


" Eh, would I like to grab a drink? You wait here, right?"


" It doesn't need Isna. Never mind. Later if I'm thirsty, I'll take it myself."


They eventually exchanged stories. Every thing. They haven't met for months. They last met when Isna saw Rani, a week after Isna got married. Which means a week old Rani's son. Yes, the birth date of Rani and Ihsan's children, her husband, is the same as the wedding date of Isna and Dani.


Isna showed me her wedding album.


" There are no pictures of me," Rani's voice sounded rather regretful.


" Yes, baby?"


" If only he could have been delayed by his birth."


" It was an emergency then. If it is not issued can be dangerous, it has ruptured the amniotic right?"


" Yes, yeah."


Mama came, carrying the baby Emir.


" Aih, the handsome one... Ih, ni buxom." Isna welcomed the cute, handsome-faced baby boy.


Isna took the Emir from Mama's sling.


The cute eyes of the baby looked at Isna's face. There was a bit of sadness to the heart of the woman who had just lost her baby candidate.


His eyes began to water. As hard as trying to hold the clear water, so as not to fall. She did not want her crying to ruin the atmosphere at that moment.


" Eh the handsome, Rani's mami's son, is already a big one."


The baby Emir showed his smile. Incredibly, Isna is in love with this baby.


Isna kissed the Emir's plump cheek with anxiety.


" Fat pisan Ran, assisted formula milk huh?"


" No, just the asian. Now you've also been spared."


" Oh, it deserves plump."


Rani smiles.


Isna carried the Emir to the balcony. While asking her to talk, Isna endlessly kissed the baby's cheek.


Rani finally talked to mom. Ma'am Pri entered the room while bringing a snack and a glass of drink for Rani.


" Please Tea."


" Thank you Ma'am."


" Rani's having lunch here huh? My husband is not home, is he?"


" If you can mah Rani want to nginep, ma. But unfortunately I can't,"


" Just come home in the afternoon, huh?"


" Yes ma."


" Mama's sorry to see Neng alone when Dani's not home."


" But A Dani is often at home. Isn't that right, ma?"


" Have been out a few days."


" There is no Pri. Take it easy, ma. Later, if Dani is not home, please go to Rani's house. But Isna will be nothing, ma'am. God willing he is strong."


Mom was really worried about her daughter. But he tried to convince himself that, as Rani said, Isna was strong. God willing.


Seriate


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