The Voice of the Husband

Struggling

Tears no longer cared. His heart froze like water becoming ice. Can only accept the reality that exists.

In that white room, there was only one. Don't want anyone else. He hates everything.

He hated the people he had loved. He no longer sees the face he always adores.

"Ra, can I enter? You haven't had breakfast. I brought you your favorite porridge." it sounded soft in Nara's sense of hearing. But the lips were silent. Unretaliating. It's very hard to move.

Naren who did not hear the answer, slowly opened the door of the ward. His eyes were immediately fixed on the figure of the woman who now chose silence. No longer as happy as before.

Bi Inul brought the warm porridge that had just been purchased on the way as Naren ordered. Pity enveloped bi Inul's heart as his eyes looked at the pale face of his ever cheerful master.

"It's the porridge, sir." bi Inul thrust a bowl of warm porridge whose aroma is so appetizing.

Naren accepted it after sitting in the chair. Smile sincerely while scooping the porridge that is still steaming. "Ra, let's eat first. Don't punish yourself rich gini. It's not good for your health. Come on."

Slowly the lips opened. Receiving a mouthful of warm porridge with a tongue that tastes very bitter. Chew slowly and swallow it without any taste.

"Ra, sincere... You must be sincere... This is all God's destiny... All that God has entrusted, can be taken away at any time by its owner... So, you do not need to punish yourself rich gini. God hates those who are too late in grief." Naren rubbed the luscious pale hand. Grip it tightly and kiss it. Trying to give strength to be strong with what happened.

Basically, Naren was very hit with what happened. But, seeing the wife, Naren hid the sadness by continuing to give the spirit to always be strong.

"This is a punishment for me, brother. I don't deserve to be a mother to our child. Perhaps, because of my past, God punished me by taking what he left us. L'm... I.." the voice choked. Not strong to continue.

Face bowed. Tears drip onto the surface of the worn white hood. Leaving an ex there.

A second later, he hugged his wife's body. Cuddle it gently. Provides warmth and calmness.

"Udah... You must be sincere... You're a strong man... Don't be weak... This is a test for us. Not just you. But, for everyone too. They're lost, Ra."

Nara is getting sobbed in Naren's arms. Leave the shoulder of the husband as a focus.

"Udah... We have to be strong... We have to believe that after this there will definitely be surprises that we never expected before. Patience.." with his thumb, Naren rubbed the flowing clear globules on the beautiful face that had now turned pale since yesterday afternoon.

Nara nodded. Then, staring into the cornea of the clear eye belongs to the husband. "Let's fight again." in a typical hoarse voice after crying, Nara said it to Naren.

Naren nodded quickly. Peeping Nara's forehead with affection. Make bi Inul so remember the husband who is now in the car.

"Come on. We fought. May Allah be sure." replied Naren.

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