The Lost Half of the Heart

SHUN 54 | Two Lives

After the dark comes the light, such is the right word to describe a married couple who are experiencing happiness.

Living a forced marriage because he considers if he is only in the trap. However, it turns out that his thoughts are not in accordance with reality, because in fact Briyan is the owner of the seedling that is developing in the womb of Nara.

Living together for two months that always ignore the wife, until regret comes when the truth has been revealed clearly.

Briyan has promised not to hurt Nara again. In addition there are seeds that have developed in the womb of Nara, it turns out there are seeds of love that has begun to bloom in the heart of Briyan.

Through the most difficult and exhausting day, now Briyan can breathe a sigh of relief, having been paired with Nara, although still feeling a little awkward.

"Ra, tomorrow we go to the hospital. I want to see how my son develops in there. Is it alright or qda a problem, because all this time I have ignored it," said Briyan as Nara was about to move to bed.

"You don't have to worry because I've taken good care of her. Even her nutrition and vitamins have been fulfilled as well" Nara casually replied.

Briyan walked closer while carrying a bag. A small gift that would make Nara smile happily again.

"What is this, Mom?" nara asked after the paper bag moved into her hand.

"Take it, hope you like it."

A smile broadened on Nara's lips when he saw the contents of the bag. An object that has been released for the past few months is now back to him.

"This is ...."

"Yes. I deliberately bought it right away after hearing your explanation. I felt so useless as a husband who didn't give you enough money. Good thing nobody's buying your phone yet, Ra."

"Thank you, Mas" said Nara with sincerity.

Briyan nodded slowly with a faint smile. "Is it just a thank you that I get? No other rewards?" Briyan knitted both of her eyebrows.

"So Riyan is not sincere?"

"No. It's not Ra! I'm sincere. I just want to ...." Briyan hung up her words. He realized that at this time Nara would not be ready to give what she wanted.

Briyan would never impose her will, because she had promised never to hurt him again.

"Udahlah, do not think. Now go to bed, because tomorrow morning we'll go to the hospital."

Briyan chose to switch the conversation so that Nara did not realize that she was currently wanting to spend the night.

"All right."

A long night just passed. Even the silence of the night is able to keep the couple halal until dawn. Both of them woke up when the adhan in the mosque had echoed.

"Ra," called Briyan when she saw Nara coming out of the bathroom.

Her jet black hair was beautifully unraveling. The neckline that was never exposed looked very white, making Nara look very beautiful.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"No. There ain't! I just wanted to remind you that we're going to the hospital. You forgot it, "Briyan. There was no way he would say that he was fascinated by her beauty.

"I won't forget, Mom. It's still dawn. The clock hospital doctor is still sleeping and will open at nine. So relax, we still have plenty of time" explained Nara.

"Have a lot of time?" Briyan.

"Yes. Is something wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong, Ra. I was the one who expected too much of you. I'm ashamed if I admit it. I don't deserve to get love from you."

Words stuck in the throat. A sense of high prestige makes Briyan unable to be frank about his wishes. Maybe now Briyan has to be more patient to get Nara's heart.

Currently Briyan was impatient to wait for the time to be able to see the heartbeat of his future baby. Moreover, he wanted to see how big his son was, why Nara's stomach already looked so big.

Again Briyan had to be patient when having to queue in front of the polystyrene room. Fortunately there were not many patients, so Briyan did not need to feel ashamed of the people who were waiting in line.

"Ra, how long is it?" grinned with impatience.

"Patience, Mas. It's our turn, really."

There is no other word than patience. Because the patient will be in love with the couple.

Not long after, Nara's queue number arrived. With his heart pounding, Briyan followed his wife's steps into the examination room. Luckily, the doctor who treated Nara was a woman. If it's a boy, then Briyan will ask for a change of doctor.

After undergoing an examination and the results are quite good, the doctor immediately performed an ultrasound to see the baby in Nara's stomach.

The doctor is still twirling an instrument in Nara's stomach.

"They," Briyan's great-grandson.

"Yes, Sir. Congratulations, there are two babies in your wife's stomach."

Nara flinched in shock. He rounded his eyes while looking at the monitor screen. Likewise with Briyan who still does not believe the words of the doctor.

"So my son's a twin, Doc?" briyan asked still in disbelief.

"Yes, Sir. Look it!" The doctor pointed out that there were two lives in Nara's stomach.

"O Allah, Alhamdulillah," exclaimed Nara with sparkling eyes, holding back her tears.

"Ra, our son is two at a time, Ra." Briyan also no less excited when he was sure if there were two lives in the stomach of his wife.

Happiness is clearly very visible on the faces of the two young couples who will soon become parents to their two children.

A sense of happiness that cannot be described by words. Nara unceasingly thanked him for the trust that had been given to her by blowing two lives in her womb.

"Ra, I promise I'll be a husband on standby for you and a responsible father to our children."

Nara felt her heart wanting to jump as Riyan carried her into an embrace. It feels warm and very comfortable. Nara could also listen to Riyan's heartbeat just like her.

"Ra, promise to be faithful until death do us part. I don't know what my life would be like without you" said Nara.

"Mas Riyan, thank you for accepting me and my children" said Riyan.

"It's not your son Ra, it's my son. Because it definitely wouldn't have been if there weren't any of my seeds, '" said Riyan.

Tonight is like a night through husbands in general. With a sense of sincerity, Nara gave up her rights and obligations as a wife when Riyan had asked for her. This time Riyan did with gentleness and was full of love. Desire that has been buried, can finally be channeled with joy. Because they do it with feeling.

...**THE END...

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Only Chapter snippets!

Just as the feet of the Flower were about to step into the room, suddenly a figure from behind broke through between the Flower and the Candra that was about to enter.

"Ow .... " The flower complained because her shoulder felt a little pain from being hit just like that.

There was no apology, a man who hit Bunga immediately cheered to sit in his place.

"Flower, you don't papa, do you?" Candra.

The flower shook its head with a pela while stroking its shoulders. "I'm nothing, really. Who the hell, is he? I don't think I've ever seen him in this class" said Bunga.

"He's a new kid, but a songong" chirped Candra. Outraged that there was no request for forgiveness from the new students, Candra immediately shouted, "Hey ... new child, do not be arrogant! Apologize not the same Flower!"

"Udahlah, Can! I'm not okay." Flowers walked slowly to get to his stool.

For a moment, Bunga's eyes were instantly aghast as he looked at the figure that the freshman said by Candra. A figure so familiar to him. From the shape of the face, eyeballs to lips, Flowers can still recognize it, even though fifteen years have passed. This time the Flower is not wrong to recognize, because not much has changed from the man.

Instantly his heart beat faster when he realized that the new student was none other than his childhood friend. His lips were too faint to mention Alvaro.

"Why do you see me?" ketus on Flowers.

Flowers can only swallow the salivary rough. Bunga has not had a sound, the lecturer has entered the room. Bunga greeted Alvaro and asked how he was doing. Who and where he lives now. A myriad of questions filled his head.

"Your flowers are fine, right?" asked Chandra who felt the uneasiness of the Flower.

"I'm fine, Can," replied Bunga nervously.

Simultaneously the student who was none other than Alvaro only glanced at the flower who happened to be sitting next to him.

Alvaro who apparently also still remembers the face of the Flower, not the least want to ask the news of the Flower. Even Alvaro looks like a man who doesn't recognize flowers.

Why should I see him again. If I knew he was here, I wouldn't have moved to this university.

Almost 45 minutes Bunga held back and when the material was over, he immediately faced Alvaro who was packing his equipment.

"You're Alvaro, right? Do you remember the same I don't? I'm Bunga, a friend when we went to school in Kindergarten." Bunga tried to greet Alvaro early because his head was unable to accommodate the various questions that were thought.

Steadily, Alvaro replied, "I'm sorry, I don't remember." Then he left the flower.

The chest of the Flower throbbed back. It feels very painful to the heart. "Why doesn't Varo remember me? Have I changed so much that he doesn't recognize me at all?" think Flowers with wonder**.