The Overdose of Love

The Overdose of Love
N2=My Missing Wife>> Visit To Enemy



After breakfast, finally Mas Adit will grant also my request, who wants to meet with Salwa. In the beginning there was a slight rejection from him, but all could be overcome by explaining, and assuring him that nothing would happen to me if I met Salwa.


Ceklek, the door of the hospital room to treat Salwa, has been opened by Adit. And Salwa looks relaxed lying on the bed in the hospital bed.


"Hi, Salwa!" sweep me in a wheelchair, being pushed by Adit.


"Would you guys come here?" ketus Salwa with facial expression like dislike for our arrival.


"You don't get angry, Salwa. Our intentions are good here," said Mas Adit.


"We just want to see and see how you are!" my clear.


"Your lies. Surely you are here just to laugh at me, who is now deformed and weakened like this" he said.


"Go, you. Go ... go," she threw him out by shouting.


"Salwa, calm. Don't be like this, we just want to see how you are doing, not what you've been accused of, ok!" said Mas Adit who now approached Salwa in his section.


"Take me off, Adit! I don't want to be touched by you anymore. For me you're dead in my life, so please leave now, too" Salwa said scathingly, as her shoulders wanted to be touched by Adit.


"Salwa don't say that, forgive us. Me and Adit have forgiven you, so we can be friends and love each other again" I said trying to explain our arrival.



Trying to persuade no more rioting. For us we must forgive each other. God alone will forgive his people who many sins, especially we are just ordinary people who do not escape too many sins.


"Shut up! You must be lying," he said still upset.


"Nobody can forgive my grave mistake, let alone hurt and torment you!" added Salwa who still can't believe what I said.


"Right Salwa, we've forgiven you. And if we can improve our friendship," said Mas Adit who now defends me.


"I can't believe that. You lied!" it melted the tears.


"My mistake is very big to you, let alone you Ana," Salwa's sad voice was accompanied by a cry.


"Help me!" I said to Mas Adit, to approach Salwa.



Ask the husband to bring the wheelchair closer, so that he can speak more freely comfortably. Now Adit's mas has been holding me, which is where I put my body in the care of Salwa.


"Pacify yourself, Salwa!" my speech.


"You don't cry anymore, Salwa. We never took revenge on you at all. Forget the bad things of yesterday. We will both open a new page, by interweaving a future life accompanied by compassion and happiness, without any more resentment between us," I assure you.


My action now is to embrace and caress Salwa's shoulders, for she has wept sobbing.


"I'm sorry, Ana. I don't deserve your forgiveness! I'm sorry .. sorry .. sorry." Salwa is divorcing the tears.


"Yes, Salwa. It's been a long time to forgive you." I hugged her tightly, with her shoulders being hit a little by my hands.


After feeling calm now Salwa let go of our embrace, and immediately wiped the tears that fell on her cheeks.


Finally a beautiful smile for me. It feels good if we can make peace. Maybe Salwa just needs attention. His solitude makes him too lonely. Shock is certainly when the loved one loves others more. It is only natural that Salwa does not accept it.


"You are of noble heart, Ana! Adit really didn't choose wrong to make you his wife" Salwa said.


"thank you. It's just a normal feeling that I'm the one," I said humbling myself.


"Really Ana. You are the best and meekest woman I have ever met. And it should be that Adit has maintained and will not leave you, for he knows that you are a special woman of noble spirit like cotton, who does not care for your own life," puji Salwa.


"Thank you, Salwa. You're actually a good woman, too, but because of the flames of vengeance, you blinded everything you hated and hurt them" I said.


"That's exactly Ana. Thank you, yeah."


"Together."


We finally made peace without any more grudges between us. For me friendship is more important than anything, than hostility that will destroy everything. Salwa, who broke a bone, is now undergoing treatment abroad, picked up by her parents.



"Where?" ask Mas Adit when he invites me to look for wind to the hospital park.


"What?" my question is not to understand.


"Thank God, everyone is relieved now" I replied with excitement.


"Eeeh, oh yeah! How do you think the talk was this morning when you had breakfast," said Mas Adit trying to remind me something.


"What the hell, Mas? I failed to understand your question just now" I replied.


Still sitting in a wheelchair. Mas Adit was now crouching staring at me. Position opposite.


"Will you marry again?" answer without sin.


Eyes glared, still discussing that.


"What's? Uhuk ... uhuk," My shock was choking on saliva.


Phok .. phok, Adit's hand patted my shoulder.


"Aren't you pa-pa?" tanyanya's worried.


"I'm not pa-pa. I'm not pa-pa, uhuk ... uhuk" I replied rather calmly.


"Mas Adit, really want to get married? It's not wrong 'wasn't the same question you just asked?" Quite curious.


"Yes, if you will." she answered easily.


"Oh my god, what else is this? Is it true that Adit wants to marry again?" my germs in my heart feel shok.



Now my eyes are only looking carefully at the body of Adit, who is standing right in front of me. He looked riled up, but his grim face was like storing something.


"Why are you quiet?" tanyanya sat prostrating in front of me, clasping her hands tightly.


Cletak, my forehead is pulled slowly and dearly.


"Your thoughts right now must be strange and all these kinds of things" he said.


"Yes, how does it not matter, while my beloved husband now asks for blessing and permission to ask for honey again," I replied a little annoyed.


"That's why, ask permission to marry you again, hahahaha." Laughing as a result of successfully pranking me.


"What?" my anger has widened my eyes.


It feels to the nabok nabok only face of people who like to judge


"Dear, I was kidding, hihihiiii. Your face is really funny like a real scare, hhahahha." Adit laughed.


"Mas Adit, it's been outrageous of his jokes. I can't tell, like it was made in a joke. Usually your words are your prayers" my frustration said.


"Yes .. yes, dear. Sorry, yes. Actually, Mas was just joking, I mean that I married you again, right we yesterday as a stage in divorce and split the house, so Mas want you to come back to me. People say that if it falls talak must be married again, so dear!" said explained.


"Ooh, that's it."


"You are also finally! This morning was fishing, so keblabasan want to continue to diggerjain you," he added blame me.


"Based on man's lack of work, his own wife was toyed with," I sniffled in annoyance.


"But if Mas Adit is still in love with Salwa, I can understand and understand everything, because he was your first love" I explained.


"Yes, honey. Although Salwa was my first love, the most important thing now is that you are my first and last wife" she said tightly squeezing my hand.


"Is that true, Mom?" I answered with watery eyes.


"Dear, I'm not lying." The answer immediately kissed my forehead.


"Thank you, Mum. You are the man I have always wanted to be a priest in my household. May our love forever remain united, until death do us part, amiii." My word.


"Yes, baby, amen."



There are no words that I can express, this heart is so happy to have a husband who loves, and understanding towards his wife. But in the past everything was not easy for us to take for granted, especially at the beginning of our marriage, all need sacrifice and strength with tears, heartache, and even disappointment. But God is almighty above all else, which still shows the best way for our household, even though the storm of farewell sometimes blocked the harmony of our household.


Before Salwa left for overseas, we all signed peace papers to the police, so that the case of kidnapping and torture that happened yesterday, didn't arrest Salwa for a prison sentence.