The Lost Half of the Heart
SHYH 33 | Positive
The silence of the night became a witness where a Nara who never shed her tears, now sobbed under a thick blanket alone. Surrender to the creator to be given the strength to live his new life together with Briyan who feels trapped by him.
It had been almost a third of the night, but Nara could not close her eyes.
"Dad ... if you knew getting married to Riyan would be like this, it was better for Nara not to marry and give birth to this child without a husband. Perhaps it would be better," soaked Nara while holding onto her stomach.
Nara knew that Briyan hated her so much, because of a one-night tragedy that resulted in a developing fetus in her womb.
"Yes Allah .. give me strength for this innocent baby. I sit down in front of You. To ask for Your forgiveness for my sins and my caliphate. O Allah .. All this time I have always taken care of myself, but all You have laid out for me. I am sincere in living the destiny You have given me, but please give me strength and please cool Riyan, O God."
A prayer that Nara prayed after the evening prayer. Throughout the night Nara prayed for strength. It had once crossed his mind to end a life that was considered to have been despicable. However, at that time God sent someone to thwart Nara's bad plans and counsel him until he regretted his actions.
While opening the door to the kitchen, Nara's eyes caught Briyan sleeping on a sofa. A little relieved because Nara had thought that Briyan had left her.
"Riy, why don't you sleep in the room?" Nara's hand shook Riyan's arm.
Riyan's eyes slightly blinked, the image of Nara's face was faintly visible. However, after Briyan opened her eyes perfectly Nara's face was so real in front of her.
"What do you want?" sentak Briyan's.
"I'm just asking why are you sleeping here? It's cold, move to the room!"
"Cih ... You think I want one bed with a cheap woman like you? Don't expect to sleep together with me, because I'll never want to!" ketus Briyan with his sleepy face.
"But, Riy .... "
"That's over there! You're just disturbing my sleep!"
Nara could only stroke his chest. The nature that Briyan possessed was very different from the one he had known before. The Briyan in front of him right now was not the Briyan he knew back then.
"One more .. You don't care about my life, because this marriage is only temporary. After the child is born and gets my father's confession, then we'll be separated. For the file problem, I'll prepare tomorrow afternoon."
With a gontai Nara step back into the room. As much as possible he held back his tears that were about to drip.
"What kind of marriage is this? If Riyan wasn't sincere to take responsibility, why would he marry me? I would rather be despised in the eyes of others than to be despised in front of my own husband."
Throughout her life, Nara never thought if she would commit adultery to produce a living fetus in her womb. Nara always cursed herself who could not remember anything when Riyan took away her chastity.
***
It's been two days Fisya's been cheerful. When he was taken to the hospital, Fisya always refused. And strangely the merry will disappear when embraced long by Brayan.
"Ma, yesterday's mango is over, huh? As I remember Fisya yesterday a lot of you." Fisya saw the mango in the refrigerator no longer exists.
Nuri who was arranging vegetables immediately knitted her brows. "How can you not eat every minute."
"Ma, ask for more dong," pinta Fisya.
"What to ask, yes. The leaf? That was Mama leles ya. Mbok yes ngidamnya replaced that's easy to find."
"Oh my goodness Fisya .. You do not realize what the hell? Now Mama asks when was the last time you came to the moon?"
For a moment Fisya fell silent while recalling when was the last time he experienced a moon coming.
"Looks like Fisya's not too late, Ma. Last month Fisya was still able to," explained Fisya.
"What time, Sya? But you are like a craver, you know, nausea every morning. Moreover, who suddenly wanted something in that instant."
"Eh .. wait. I think Fisya is two weeks late, deh Ma. But it was common, because Fisya's monthly guests were not regular. The hell, Fisya's pregnant?"
To make sure it was clearer, Nuri decided to bring Fisya a check to the hospital. Actually Fisya is not sure if she is pregnant, because for Fisya it has been two weeks it is common.
Arriving at the hospital, Fisya immediately did the test. His eyes immediately rounded wide when he saw the test results. Although it was still vague but the tool he was holding had shown two red lines.
In the bathroom Fisya cupped his lips, he could not believe that God so quickly entrusted His trust to him. Fisya said no words of gratitude.
"Where, Yes?" ask Nuri impatiently.
Fisya smiled shyly as he showed the tool in his hand and said, "Positive, Ma."
"That's not wrong my mom. Congratulations, Son. Finally Mama will receive two grandchildren at once." Nuri immediately hugged Fisya's body. At that time Nuri immediately remembered the figure of Nara, Briyan's wife who was also pregnant.
"Ma, Mama why cry?"
"Mama just feels so bad. Moreover, Mama also misses Riyan and Nara."
Until now Nuri did not know where Briyan was. Any asked Briyan would definitely divert the question.
"Mama calm down, later Fisya told Mas Rayan to find out where Riyan was. Now we go home. Fisya wanted to surprise Rayan's mas."
As he was about to get out of the hospital building, Fisya's eagle eyes caught a figure so familiar to him. Friends and women who are loved by Alqan with a slightly bent stomach into a car.
"Ma .. It looks like Zulfa, deh." Fisya's finger pointed at a car that had just left the hospital yard.
"Where, Yes?"
Fisya. Thoughts floated, attacking each other to guess whether Zulfa was pregnant or just her feelings, because until now Fisya had not heard if Zulfa was married.
"Astaghfirullahaladzim" said Fisya.
"You're why, yes. Where's Zulfa?"
"Forget it, Ma. Maybe Fisya just misrecognizes people." Fisya had to lie so that her mother-in-law would not ask again.
"Yes, let's go home! You need to rest. You won't let yourself get tired in a boutique or in bed!"
...~~~...
...TBC...
