The Thorn in the Family

A Mother's Belief

Hospitals.

Still in the same hemisphere, a woman wrapped in a simple negligee of red, long strung hair must again curl her body in silence. He really felt lonely in his life. It was as if no one cared about his current condition.

Crying out.

He cried again to his fate.

“What else should I do to melt your heart Mas?, I've done all kinds of ways to seize your heart"

His hand stretched out again, reaching for the flat object next to his bed, he again tried to contact the husband, but unfortunately still the same, Randi was reluctant to answer his call.

Now he was sitting leaning against the hospital bed, his eyes staring out the window. Seeing the sky that stretches perfectly with all the beauty that exists, but somehow unable to make him carve a little smile when he saw the greatness of the Creator.

Tok.dok...

The sound of knocking on the door of the room rang, he stared at the door. Hoping big if Rand is the one who came to see him. The corners of his lips slightly raised upwards forming a curve. Her hands reflex justifies the hair, tucking the child's hair behind the ears, deliberately wanting to give the best impression to her husband.

“Excuse Miss Roses, the doctor will do the USG back within ten minutes, please Bu Roses to get ready”, One female nurse entered the room and confirmed the infusion placed in the hands of the Rose.

She just nodded her head, could not be denied she was disappointed because the one who came was not her husband, slowly the smile was dim for a moment.

Ten minutes later, the nurse came back and took Rose to the examination room to perform an ultrasound.

“Bu Roses how is it? Would there be any complaints?”, kindly greet a young doctor who is so beautiful with meek tenderness.

“No Doctor”.

“Good, I will do USG to see the condition of the baby at this time, please Bu Roses to lie down first, I will apply the jelnya”.

Roses are helped by the nurse immediately go up to the patient's bed and follow all directions recommended by the Doctor.

“Which husband is Bu?”, a heart-wrenching question sentence for Roses, given his status as an untamed wife, can also be said only as a child-printing machine.

“My husband is on duty outside of Doctor” City, he replied by biting one of his lower lips. She wanted to be angry when she did not get any attention from her husband.

“The condition of the baby is fine Mrs Rose, this healthy development is also very good. Weight and gestational age are also balanced. Advice from me should Bu Roses do not be too stressed and do not forget to eat enough nutritious, one more should Bu Roses multiply drinking water”. The doctor then turned off the USG monitor screen.

The rose did not say a single word, it just nodded its head. The nurse escorted him back to his room, helped him lie down and covered him.

Now that Mawar is back to reach his phone, he sends the results of the USG to Randi, hoping that Randi's heart will be a little knocked to see him. He sent quite a lot of results print out USG. But unfortunately instead of getting Randi's attention, reading the message alone is not.

Now the Rose squeezes the rough results of his ultrasound photo and throws in all directions. “In fact pregnant your child also can not melt your heart Mas. All my sacrifices are also just useless in your eyes!”. He cried again and gently beat his stomach.

“Rose what is this nak?”, Ms Srining who just came with a lot of fruit must see a scene that he did not want at all.

“There is a Rose, please do not hurt your grandson like this, stop hurting your son!”, Bu Srining hugs her second son-in-law trying to calm down.

“Mas Randi where is Ma? Why did he never come to see me again?, I also deserve the attention and affection of Ma?”, with a raspy voice Rose expressed her heart.

“Nak, please be patient. At the moment Randi is in a difficult position, he is injured with the existing circumstances. Mama please give time to Randi to solve all his problems with Tari” first.

“Ma how about Mas Randi prefer mbak Tari and divorce me”.

“No, it's all impossible. I would never allow that to happen. You have this as a bond between Randi and you, so please take care of him carefully if you really want to be able to live with Randi forever”. One hand of Ms. Srining stretched out gently stroked the belly of the Rose that began to contain.

Now Rose's hand bought her stomach, “Iya right, this child is one of the reminders me and mas Randi, I have to take care and give birth to her, so that mas Randi will forever be in my grasp”. he said in his heart with a smile full of victory if he would be able to have Randi completely.

“But Ma, please tell Mas Randi, if my son and I miss him so much. Especially this boy he misses with his father” soft caress.

Ms. Srining nodded her head again, “you should now eat a lot for the health of your child”.

Now Ms. Srining is peeling oranges for Roses, according to Ms. Srining pregnant rang usually likes foods that are a little sour.

***

Mother's Home.

Since the departure of Tari this morning, can not be denied Mother was so anxious to think about the state of her son, she was very afraid something bad was happening to her son. Many times Mother went in and out of her house waiting for the presence of the child.

It is true if the Bamitan dance is about to vacation with her husband, but Mother also knows if it is all just nonsense to cover up the problems.

“Nek, Mommy and Dad when to go home?”, the sound of Risma disperse the daydream of Bu Marni who is on the front porch of her house.

“Sabar ya baby, we wait a minute, Risma grandma can ask something?”.

The little girl nodded her head.

“But Risma must be honest with grandmother, if not honest it is the name of sin, if sin later God is angry, the promise!”, said Miss Marni gently wanted to try to dig information from Risma.

“Iya Risma promised not to lie nek”, the little girl showed her little finger and tied it to Miss Marni.

“Did Risma ever see Mommy cry?”, Ms Srining looked softly at Risma's eyes, she tried to find the truth there.

Risma's eyes began to tear up wanting to cry.

“Lho why are you crying? Do not be afraid grandma is not angry, grandma promises will not say the same Bunda”. Ms. Srining gently stroked Risma's hair, providing comfort there.

“Iya nek, come here at the hospital Mother and Dad cry continuously, Mother also screamed at Daddy”, Her injuries were soft and scared.

DEG