The Sanctity of Tarnished Love

Surrender

Time just keeps rolling. Not felt two weeks had passed, since the night where Dusk tested positive for pregnancy. Their relationship continued as it was. Dawn could accept the mistake of Dusk, and now the man loved her even more. The condition of Dawn was still the same as that night. He was often tired, and even his face grew pale. But even so, he remained active as usual. A week ago, he was back at work.

So also with this morning, Dawn is neat with the formal. He sat down on the sofa and checked some of the files he needed to carry. While Dusk, at that time he was still sleeping on the bed.

"Sister!" call Dusk while looking at her husband through the mirror reflection.

"Yes dear." replied Fajar without turning his head, he was still focusing on the file sheet he was holding.

"Isn't it too early, why are you so tidy?" ask Dusk. At that time the clock was showing at half-seven in the morning.

"This morning there is an important meeting outside the office dear, I must leave immediately so as not to be late." replied Fajar while turning his head, and looked at his wife.

Dusk did not answer, she just stared at her husband. And soon the Dawn departed from its seat. He approached his wife who kept looking at him.

"Why?" ask Fajar while sitting next to Dusk.

"Are you okay, brother?" ask Dusk carefully.

She looked at the face of her husband who lately looked more and more pale.

"What are you talking about, of course I'm fine." Fajar replied with a laugh.

Dusk rose from her sleep, she now sat facing her husband. The sun came back to the man's face. The fine strokes under his eyes were now becoming clearer. His cheeks were more hollow, and his lips looked pale. Dusk raised his hand, and rubbed the jaw of her husband who was not as strong as before.

Dusk bit his lips, a tightness slowly seeped into his heart. He knew Dawn was not okay, but the man always tried to cover up the pain.

"Why are you hemm?" ask Fajar while holding the hand of Dusk still attached to his jaw.

"Come for a few days, and take your time to rest. I know you're not doing well, brother, you're getting pale." said Dusk slowly.

"You're all right, baby, I'm okay. Look at! I'm doing fine. You don't think too much about my situation, remember what the doctor said, you can't think heavy" said Fajar while tidying up the messy twilight hair.

"But Brother..."

"Don't worry too much, just trust me!" sahut Fajar cuts off the Dusk speech.

Dusk did not reply, he only let out a long sigh while still staring fixedly at Dawn.

"Yes I've left first yes, take good care of yourself at home. Quickly clean yourself, after that go breakfast, Auntie has prepared your favorite food. Today I try to go home early" said Fajar while hugging Dusk tightly.

"Be careful, brother."

"Yes. You want to drop something?"

"No." replied Dusk while shaking his head.

"If you suddenly want something, call me" said Fajar, releasing his embrace.

"Yes I'm leaving now, baby. Take good care of him." said Fajar as he gently sank the stomach of Dusk. Then he got up from his seat, and stepped out of the room. Not to forget he also grabbed his briefcase, which he had prepared.

Dusk stared at her husband's body until he disappeared behind the door. A feeling of uneasiness, and uneasiness always raged in his heart. The present attitude of Dawn was much better, as well as her pale face. Ah all of that is always circling in the mind of Dusk.

"May you not lie to me Brother, I hope your situation is fine." said Dusk quietly. Then he got up from his seat, and stepped into the bathroom.

***

Amid the hustle of the city, among the many vehicles passing by. Dawn continued to drive his car down the highway is quite crowded. The goal is an apartment located not far from his office.

Dawn continued to drive his car, and finally he stopped in the courtyard of the apartment he had never visited.

Dawn lowered her head, staring at her two feet wrapped in black shoes. Both of his hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, closing his eyes, his mind glared back. Dawn recalled her conversation with Arrion yesterday.

Back flash:

Dawn, and Arrion was sitting opposite in Arrion's room. At that time Dawn had just checked herself.

"You need intensive care, it's useful to increase your antibodies. Your body's endurance is getting weaker, it's not a good thing Dawn" Arrion said.

"I don't need any of that. Whatever effort I make, if fate has outlined my death, I will also die." replied Fajar with a flat eye.

"What are you talking about! Death is certain, not just you, but me, and all living beings. But as human beings who have reason, and mind, we must strive, and also pray. You can't be like this, you can't give up on your disease Dawn!" shouted Arrion as she moved from her seat.

He knew his best friend was disappointed, he was really hit when he found out his wife was pregnant with someone else. A reality that deeply shook his soul, and all of that made his illness even worse.

"I'm not giving up, I'm just talking for what I am. You told me yourself I was at the end of the stage. I have no hope of recovery." said Fajar, looking down.

"I know, but that doesn't mean you should give up. Listen Fajar! Even if you are not healed, but at least try to survive. Awaken the will to live within you. There are still many people who love you, who always expect your presence. Remember that! Dusk needs you! You still have an obligation to make her happy!" arrion said firmly.

"You're wrong, Arrion!" shouts Dawn as she moves from her seat. Now they stand facing each other.

"With me staying alive, it tortures Dusk instead of making him happy. Now I realize, until whenever I can't meet his biological needs, and it must be torturing his mind. Divorcing her was impossible, she already knew my situation, with her nature being like that, she would not want to leave me. So let fate separate us." continued Dawn with teary eyes.

Twilight Pregnancy dawns on the importance of an inner living in a marriage. With his condition that has been late stage, Dawn no longer trying to fight the disease. He gave up, and gave up. Now he instead argues, that his presence is a burden in the life of Dusk.

"You're crazy Dawn! You're totally nuts! Throw away those stupid thoughts! You must be upbeat, you must not give up! Dusk is pregnant, do you have the heart to let her give birth alone." cried Arrion with a hunting breath.

"Letting her give birth alone is painful. But it was better, rather than constantly tying him in a bond that tormented his inner being. Since marrying me she has always suffered. Facing my attitude, addressing Mama's attitude was enough to hurt her" Fajar said, turning his back on Arrion.

"Now that it's too late, there's nothing else I can do. The only thing that could make him happy was my death. With that he is free to pursue his happiness, and there will be no more burden in him." continued Fajar as he stepped his feet.

Flash back off

Seriate.....