The Widow's Choice

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Ting. Elevator door opens. The elevator reached the top floor of the building. There was a woman in the elevator and in front of the elevator door. They look at each other.

"Snurprised?" Greet the woman in front of the elevator, who was none other than Arum.

"Doctor Arum." Reply Nurul from the elevator. He came out and hugged Arum. Arum looked confused.

"You why Nyah? You cry?" Arum heard a stuffing right on his shoulder.

Nurul was silent. He hugged Arum. As if asking for strength.

"We'll just go to my room, not here!" Arum immediately led Nurul into his private room. The room of the deputy director, which is on the top floor of one of the hospital buildings.

Arum then invited Nurul to sit on the sofa and give him water. Nurul took it and drank it a little.

"Thank you Doctor." Nurul.

"Yes. But sorry, I have to go! There are patients waiting. You rest here, I'll be back. Use this room as you please, no one will come here but me!" Said Arum while rubbing Nurul's back.

"Yes, doctor, sorry to bother!"

"Not at all!" Arum immediately got off the sofa and exited the room.

Nurul lives alone in the room. He cried again when he remembered Rahman's words. "Mas Rahman will divorce me? O God, what is this test, God?" lament Nurul alone.

Nurul curled up on the sofa while continuing to cry. She was not ready to part with her husband. For a while, her crying began to subside. His face was very swollen. He tried to calm himself by drinking the water that Arum had given him. Sometimes that stuffing still exists.

Geck, tok, tok. The sound of knocking on the door shocked Nurul. He immediately stood up to open the door.

"Why should you knock on a pin," Nurul stopped his sentence as the door opened.

"Mas Rahman?" Nurul was shocked when he opened the door. Not Arum there, but Rahman. Nurul immediately wiped away the rest of her tears and tried to cover up her sadness.

"Sorry Mas, Nurul was consulted to Dr. Arum. Why is she here?" Lying Nurul.

"Why isn't the consultation here in his practice room?" Rahman refuted Nurul's remarks.

"Emh, earlier, Dr. Arum brought Nurul here."

"Why are you here? And who's here?"

"So Shodiq and Burhan. Nyari you!"

Nurul was shocked to hear Rahman's words. "Maybe Mas Rahman wants to express his intention of divorce with me." Nurul murmured in the heart.

"Mari Mas, Nurul take you back to the room!" Nurul immediately came out of Arum's room, not forgetting to close the door. He then pushed Rahman back into his room.

When he got to the room, Shodiq and Burhan were already there. The snack that Nurul brought had been eaten in part by the two people.

"You're such a pinter Rul's hiding?" Sapa Burhan as Nurul helps Rahman back to his bed.

"Who's hiding Mas?" Answer Nurul origin. Because he was confused to answer Burhan's question.

"This is your cake, huh? Delicious Rul. You're a cooking pinter?" Shodiq.

"Not so, too. Must be more pinter, Rika." Nurul answered while tidying up the wheelchair.

"Rika can't make a gini cake Rul."

Nurul just kept silent not responding. "Sorry Mas Rahman, Nurul came home first!"

"Eh, no Rul! You're here first! We're going back to the office, you get Rahman first! Okay?" Shodiq immediately got out of the chair. He nudged hard on Burhan's leg. Burhan was still cool in chewing on the cake that Nurul brought.

"Well, what's your leg?" Burhan doesn't understand he's being given a code by Shodiq. Rahman who saw that, patted his own eel.

"Damn it, son! Pake doesn't give everything under code." Umpat Shodiq is upset. Shodiq immediately pulled Burhan's hand and walked out of the room.

"Back the office first Man! Cepet recovered you, don't be spoiled!" Shodiq shouted as he closed the door.

When Burhan and Shodiq were out, Nurul started to panic. He is too scared if later he can not control his feelings when Rahman expressed his intention to divorce. It will affect Rahman's condition.

"Dek," Rahman called out to the pensive Nurul standing by his bedside.

"Eh, yes, my mother!" Nurul was so shocked that he tiptoed and turned to Rahman.

"Sorry to surprise you!"

"No Mas. Em, did Rahman need anything?"

"What are you carrying?"

Nurul walked towards the table and picked up the provisions he had brought. "It's cheese cake, same brownish marrow porridge. Would you?"

"I want the porridge!"

"Nurul get ready!" Nurul then prepared the marrow porridge that he brought.

"Please bribe ya!" Pinta Rahman soft.

Deg. Nurul's heart was pounding, his blood was rustling. He's speechless. "Don't be like this! I'd be very hard pressed to let you go if you act like this!"

"Dek," Rahman's voice again surprised Nurul.

"Oh, yes, my mother!"

Nurul complies with Rahman's request. He sits on the edge of Rahman's bed and feeds Rahman painstakingly.

"Have you named our daughter Dek?" Rahman asked him at his meal. Nurul just shook his head.

"What name do you want to give me?" ask Rahman again.

"Just go with it!"

"How about Hilya Khairunnisa?"

"Yes Mas. What a beautiful name."

"Can you please get me a drink on the Deck?" Nurul.

Nurul immediately got up from his seat and put a box of supplies in his hand and gave a drink to Rahman. After finishing, Nurul wants to return to feed Rahman, but his hand is held back by Rahman.

"Is it full?" Rahman nodded.

"Aaww," Rahman groaned a little because of the scar on Nurul's body.

"Not papa?" Nurul tries to let go of Rahman's embrace, but to no avail. He was afraid of hurting Rahman again.

"I'm not papa, baby! I just miss you. Miss hugging you, miss your longing attitude, miss your hugs, miss your attention, miss your kissing. I miss everything about you." Nurul froze at Rahman's words.

"Maass, that,,"

"Yes, baby,,"

"I miss you too," Nurul finally returned Rahman's embrace. Her tears just flow.

"Aaww, don't be so strong, baby!" Rahman groaned again because of Nurul's embrace.

"Sorry Mas," Nurul loosened his embrace.

They hugged each other for a long time. Let go of the longing that lasted a few days. A feeling that torments the heart because of misunderstanding.

"Why have you been quiet for a few days?" Rahman asked after they finished hugging. "Are you disappointed in me?"

"No Mas. I'm not disappointed in you."

"I'm sorry, I couldn't protect and take care of you back then!" Rahman said while holding Nurul's hand.

"You took good care of me! You are willing to be beaten even to this extent to protect me and our daughter."

"Sorry, I couldn't fulfill your request at that time! I couldn't keep you company when you gave birth to our daughter. I'm not next to you."

"We fought together at that time. For our daughter." Nurul rubbed Rahman's face which still had some bruised scars.

"Why are you quiet with me? And in fact, you didn't want to see me when I realized yesterday?"

"Nurul, Nurul, Nurul just don't know how to say it and deal with it. I made you like this. Very badly injured. I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Nurul bowed sadly.

"Stop saying that! We both know who did it."

"But it happened because of Nurul Mas."

"No! This is a test for us! You don't have any mistakes, baby!" Rahman pulled Nurul's chin and rubbed his cheek gently.

"Sorry, I can't be a good wife to you!"

"You forgot what I told you? You are my best wife." Rahman slightly advanced his body and kissed Nurul's forehead.

"I should be the one to apologize to you. I had the intention to divorce you, until you were sad. I'm sorry my wife, baby!" Rahman held onto both of Nurul's cheeks.

"What a hell, I'm not a good wife." Rahman immediately grabbed his wife's lips. He had to endure the pain a little. Nurul just kept quiet and didn't reply. He's surprised.

"Stop saying that, I don't like it! You are my best wife! Remember that!" Rahman said with great emphasis after she let go of her kiss.

Nurul smiled at Rahman's words. Nurul nodded. Rahman turned back on his wife's lips. He really misses everything about his wife. Nurul finally returned Rahman's kiss. He slowly confirmed his position so that Rahman was more comfortable and not in pain.

They kissed long enough. Stirring and playing tongue. Enjoy each other's games. Nurul finally let go of her kiss slowly and kissed Rahman's lips once and smiled. Rahman rubbed Nurul's red lips and smiled warmly at Nurul.

"Do you love me, baby?" Rahman asked while looking gently at Nurul's eyes.

"Why do you ask like that?"

"You never said it, baby."

Nurul was shocked to hear Rahman's words. He thought for a moment. Indeed, all this time he never said it to Rahman. Nurul smiled warmly. Nurul cupped his hands to Rahman's cheeks.

"I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you. I love you Mas Rahman Abdullah." Nurul kissed Rahman's lips again.

Rahman smiled happily at Nurul's words. "I love you too my dear" Rahman replied warmly. They embraced back. Enjoy that beautiful moment.

"Why don't you ever say that, baby?" asked Rahman who was still hugging Nurul's body.

Nurul suddenly let go of her embrace and lowered her face. "Sorry, I'm too scared."

"Fear why?"

"I'm too scared, if after I say it, the harsh reality is coming. I'm too afraid that this feeling is just me feeling it, and in the end I have to fight for it myself."

"I'm here, baby! I will always love you, baby. You're not alone! Smile!" Rahman clasped Nurul's hand.

Nurul raised his face. He smiled with tears on his face. "Thank you, sir."

Rahman nodded his head. His thumb was busy wiping away the tears on Nurul's face.

"Astaghfirullah Mas, Hilya!" Nurul suddenly said.

"Hilya why Honey?" Rahman started to panic.

"He's in the same house as Fatimah. Poor Fatimah Mas take care of the children alone."

"Udah aja aja dear, Hilya the same Fatimah for a moment. I still miss you." Rahman whines.

"Maass, that,,"

"Yes, baby,,"

"I'll go home first! New mom doesn't feel well, pity Fatimah if Hilya's fussy."

"Aaahh baby,,"

"Why is that spoiled?"

"I want to be pampered with you, too,,"

Nurul is confused to see Rahman's attitude. He frowned deeply as he looked at the strange Rahman.

"Eat him, I have to recover! Later Mas can be satisfied spoiled at home, huh?"

"Yes, baby, sure! I miss sleeping in our room."

"Yes, it's." Nurul kissed Rahman's lips again. Rahman smiled too.

Rahman eventually relented to Nurul and let Nurul go home. Rahman was again guarded by his bodyguards and Nurul returned with Pak Harto.