The Voice of the Husband

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Nara, Naren and Yumna have been hospitalized since the accident. The development began to look in terms of wounds that began to heal. But not with Naren's memory. Still same. Not remembering Nara or Yumna. Only the memory of his wife died by leaving a daughter to him.

"Tomorrow you can go home, the doctor said."

tell mrs Michel when Nara is combing Yumna's hair.

{"Tomorrow you can go home said the doctor."}

Nara breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, he was allowed to go home. But wait, "Is my husband the same? Can you go home. "he asked. There was no way Nara would leave her husband alone. Especially in memory loss.

{""Is my husband the same? Can you go home?"}

Mrs Michel nodded, "Already. However, you should do regular checkups. The Wounds on his head and memory have not healed completely. It needs a fairly long stage." explains mrs Michel as the doctor said.

{""Already. However, you should have regular checkups. The wound on his head and his memory had not healed completely. It needs a long stage."

In Nara's heart gave thanks. It's okay to go to the hospital at all times. She would do anything for her husband's recovery. He'll try.

Although sometimes, Naren's speech so rained down on his heart. Nara kept smiling. Strengthen his heart to continue to stand up to the test. This time God was testing his patience. Just like Naren who used to patiently wait for his heart to open.

The next day...

As Nara prepared to return home. Still with Mrs Michel accompanying. Also with Jordan who is always present accompany the solitude of Yumna. Suddenly Naren came.

"Where are you taking my daughter?" ask her coldly.

Nara who was packing goods immediately stopped her activities. He's getting out of bed. Walking over to Naren who was standing on the doorstep still with patient clothes and bandages coiled around his head.

"Said the doctor we've been allowed to go home, brother." Nara answered softly. Staring at the once shady eyeballs, it felt sad. The constant silence that was always emanating is now gone. Replaced with a sharp look.

"We? I told you, if I didn't know you. For almost a week I was silent. I let my daughter with you. But what's the outcome? You're just gonna take my daughter away? That's not gonna happen. I will never allow you to bring my daughter." said Naren. This made Nara's tears well up.

"I didn't mean it that way. He's our son. We'll take care of him together." Nara refuted Naren's words. If the words Naren had just said were not true.

Naren didn't want to see Nara's face. Stare straight. More attention is on the baby box. Where there is a baby girl who is sleeping there.

"I don't believe your words. Now I want to take my daughter." After saying, Naren stepped towards the baby box.

He picked up the little baby carefully. Then hold it tightly.

"Please give me a chance, brother. If I fail and brother's memory doesn't return, then I'll be gone from brother's life. I'm gonna let go of my daughter. I promise." Nara grabbed Naren's hand. Grip it tightly. Begging Naren to give him a chance.

"I'll think about it." Naren walked away after replying to Nara.

Nara could no longer support her body. Naren's departure with his daughter left him helpless. Like something was missing. Yep. Soul mates. Not to mention his daughter whom he carried with great affection. It is lost its power to keep standing straight.

Madam Michel hugged Nara. Gently rubbed Nara's arm. Not forgetting the clear buling he removed too. Nara's exams were great. But he is sure. Nara could definitely take her exam until it was over.

In the ward Naren stared out the window. Looking at the outside area of the hospital that looks crowded passing by. Occasionally staring at the beautiful face of her sleeping daughter.

"Darling, do you have to give that woman a chance? Is it too selfish of you not to give it a chance?" Naren asked his daughter. His mind was now filled with requests from women who he thought were foreign but also knew him.

Ba'da sholat Ashar...

Nara folded the face she had just worn to worship. Occasionally he glanced at the clock located above the nightstand. Then move towards the door. There was no sign of Naren coming.

His mind was filled with uncertainty that made him sick. Is there no chance for him to try? Is that the person he loves right now? Doesn't her husband see himself as being tormented?

As Nara sat daydreaming on the bed, the door of the ward opened. Naren was seen in a milk-brown shirt and black pants standing in the doorway like this morning. Mrs Michel, Yumna and Jordan were drawn to a stroller containing a baby who was none other than Yumna's sister.

"Ehem."

Nara. A smile rose from his pale lips. Seeing the two people he loved coming over seemed to give a breath of fresh air.

"I've decided, if I'm going to give you a chance" Naren said lower than the intonation this morning. Sounds cool in Nara's ear.

"Thank you, brother." Nara's risen. Wanting her to hug Naren, but seeing the cold gaze of the man made her goosebumps. Just a thank you and a smile.

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