The World for Zahra

PROLOGUES

The young mother and her husband took a walk through the market to buy vegetables.

The atmosphere looks crowded. The merchants offer vegetables. Buyers kept going and some were already in front of the stall and were choosing the vegetables to buy.

The young mother was Ratih, and her husband, Galuh. They both walk together. Looking friendly, Ratih's hand continues to be held by her husband.

Suddenly the two married couples hit the old Grandma who looked strange.

"Sorry, Grandma! I was not intentional." Practice smoothing the tone.

The grandmother did not react in the slightest. He's shaking off. Walking with a cane and bowing, he turned around and called, "Train!"

Train and Galuh wonder. Where did that Grandma know the name 'Ratih'? They never knew Grandma.

One looked at each other, and finally Ratih gave up and replied, "yes?"

The grandmother kept quiet in the place. Ratih and Galuh inched closer to him.

They got to Grandma, "yes, Grandma?" ask Ratih - once again.

"You're going to give birth tomorrow!"

Ratih frowned, no different from Galuh who also frowned feeling strange.

"My gestational age is only eight months old" muttered Ratih.

The grandmother did not reply. He said something else, "keep one child! Others, will only bring destruction to your household." After finishing that sentence, Grandma then stroked.

Train was very confused. What did Grandma say? Is he a fortune teller?

I don't know, obviously Galuh doesn't believe in things like that. He now held both arms over Ratih and invited her back to go shopping.

Ratih was still thinking about the thing Grandma said. His face was not that big. Something stuck up her feelings and facial features, so her husband had to resuscitate her to focus on reality.

"We're shopping again?" Galuh asked.

"Eum. Aye." Yeah."

***

"Mas!"

Galuh is tidy. Wear a light blue shirt and a patterned white tie that makes him look even more dashing. Turn around and ask, "yes?"

"You don't go to the office, today, yes!" Ratih visited Galuh and immediately caught his arm.

Galuh frowned, but he did not ask or refuse. What the wife wants, must be obeyed, even though it is not suitable for her.

His wife was everything to Galuh. Nothing is more important than seeing her smile.

"I nod, you're craving." Galuh smiled knot.

"What cravings?" Ray began to know what he meant.

"Ngidam, want to continue with me." Galuh straight to the point.

"Start, shit!"

Actually, Ratih's point is not that. She thought a little about what Grandma said yesterday, so she was on her guard, who knows today she actually gave birth.

Ratih leaned himself on Galuh's arm. They walk at the same time.

"Dolutions, Cu! Grandma hasn't eaten from yesterday~"

An old beggar came. The two turned around and let go of his arm to approach Grandma.

Galuh immediately reached into the wallet and took some money to give.

New coach is coming. He brought me a white plastic bag filled with neatly wrapped food. Give it to Grandma.

"Grandma will receive money. For the rice, no need!" Grandma took the money Galuh gave her.

"Why, Grandma?" Ratih said with his trademark subtle tone.

"Usually, a streak of windfall will not bring good. The windfall will come again one day, but not for one moment." The grandmother turned and was about to leave, before she finally turned her head back.

"Pretain your first child. A few minutes later, your other child will come and will destroy your domestic life," continued Grandma, followed by her movement to leave the terrace of the simple house.

Galuh and Ratih look at each other.

"That's Grandma yesterday, Mas!" The coach began to feel bad.

Galuh. He still did not believe very well in Grandma's words, so he instead distracted Ratih not to think about things that are still a mystery.

"Lapeers." Galuh held her stomach and whined like a child.

Ratih started to chuckle.

"We eat?" Ratih served her by acting like a mother to her child.

"Crooves!" Galuh cheerful - manja.

Train and Galuh turned around and took a step. Ratih was still thinking about it, even though it had been diverted in such a way by the husband, but he could not lie to himself by not thinking about it.

He looked back - looking at the door that had displayed the old Grandma earlier, then straightened out the view again.

***

"What do you cook?" Hugged his wife from behind.

Ratih was slicing vegetables on the stove table this afternoon.

"Your favorite" replied Ratih.

"My favorite is just you. Is there any more?" Galuh put his chin on Ratih's shoulders while flailing.

Ratih chuckles. The man was very happy to change it. It does not matter if the sentence always paints a red hue on both cheeks.

"Udah, akh! I want to cook to be a nuisance." Ratih began to repel by shaking his shoulders.

"Yes-yes...." Galuh inching backwards.

Ratih put down the knife quickly. He held the stomach, something felt in the womb.

"aa. Whoa-duh, Mum!"

Galuh turned around and caught the body of the wife who was looking to fall.

"Why you?" I started to panic.

Train grimacing in pain. Panicking is not playing. Amidst the heat of the situation, a clear liquid flowed past Ratih's limbs.

"You want to give birth, honey?" Galuh just got that sentence to represent the contents of his mind.

"Yes .. Cepet take me to the doctor, Mas! I'm not strong." Practice sweating all over the body.

Galuh immediately lifted the body of the wife. Of course, the goal is the hospital.

***

Galih regulate the breathing that blows hard because of panic. Sit in the waiting chair of the delivery room and continue to bite his thumb while reciting the prayer sentence.

Doctor out.

"Congratulations, Sir! Baby and mom are healthy."

Galuh. He sumringah with a twinkle in his eyes that was so obvious. He replied, "what?"

"Allah, O God." Galuh bowed in gratitude.

Without much of this, she was about to enter the delivery room, but the rush paused when the nurse shouted to call her doctor.

"Doctor! The delivery process is not yet completed. The baby is twins" she exclaimed from inside the room.

Two children, as Grandma said.

That means, there is a possibility that the prophecy from Grandma is true .. about the misfortune they will receive, if maintaining the second baby.

Galuh. She was frozen in her chaotic feelings when she heard that she was going to have twins.

That's not good news. He comes to believe the prophecy, and must accept the fact that he will eliminate his last baby.

Ratih and he always considered sin as something illegal for their lives. And now? Are they going to kill their own baby?

The baby was conceived by Ratih for several months....

Is this the way to maintain their harmonious married life?

Galuh and Ratih never thought they would get the bad that would make their marriage destroyed.

They do everything to keep their relationship intact. Not a single insect can touch and break their conjugal bond.

And now ... did the insect come in the form of its baby?

What should Galuh do?

"No! Can't do. Bayu means nothing to me than the household I'm the same as Ratih." I decided to be selfish.

Maintain her happiness and destroy the life of her baby who has not even tasted mother's milk.

Selfish.

***

"Congratulations, Sir! Not just one, but two." The doctor gave a speech with a heart.

I don't focus on the situation. Screaming and daydreaming about a lot of things.

Doctor cringing. Moments later she came out and let the new mother-dad pair spend their time thinking about a name for her baby.

"Come on! Nurse," he asked the Nurse and replied with a nod.

"Mas." Trained to call out in a clean manner. Galuh. His face still did not react. She's still drifting in the shadows if she has to finish her baby.

"Don't kill our son!" Ratih shed tears. Her position was still lying weak after giving birth to her two babies.

Galuh stood on the side of the cot. He's still flinching.

"Don't kill him, Mas!" Ratih. She tried to grab her husband's arm, but it did not arrive because Galuh's standing position was quite far away.

BRACKET

He crashed. Soon Galuh broke his usefulness by helping his wife.

"We still have the Angita." Galuh held onto both of Ratih's arms.

"No, Mom! We also need to protect our other babies. We can't be selfish."

"Do you think anyone can know someone's name at a meeting?" Galuh paused, "he must be a learned man. His predictions are accurate. Today, you gave birth. As he said yesterday."

"You believe him more, than God?"

"The baby is not recorded in our destiny. And God, who has written a good destiny for our home life. And without ... the presence of the baby." Galuh staunchly obeyed the words of the fortune-teller Grandmother.

He hurried to stand up. And lift the baby with a bracelet with a record of the time of birth two minutes late from the first baby.

"I don't want our house to be destroyed because of him." Galuh carried his daughter.

Ratih sucked hold Galuh's movement. Holding the husband's leg and continuing to say 'don't', but the result is always rejection. Strong on his decision.

"This baby must be wiped out."

"Don't!"

"Destroyed!"

"Big, Galuuuh!"

"Today, I won't be sorry for making you cry. Because this cry, is the beginning of our happiness with Angita - our daughter." Galuh threw Ratih who stuck his leg.

Ratih. She was no longer strong enough to drag her body down the floor to prevent her husband. "Mother."

It stopped before he could open the door.

Not because of the call from Ratih, but .. because the baby who is considered the unlucky carrier was smiling looking at his father.

Galuh. Why should he see that smile now?

He could not just look at the baby's face. And now? His smile was as subtle as silk.

Galuh was torn to his heart by that tiny smile.

He fell weak. Sitting on the floor holding her baby tightly. She cried and put her face that was full of pain on the little face of the baby.

Train terpengharu.

"Mas," he said.

"Radise. Why is God's temptation so great?"

"God wants to strengthen our relationship. And this is how."

Galuh held back her crying voice and shed tears on the face of the baby who was being carried.

"Radise. Should I lose you?"

"No, Mom."

"I can't kill this baby."

"We live together. Together with our two babies, and build a stronger bond together."

"If one day our relationship breaks down because of this baby?"

"God unites us. And He will also separate us."

Galuh did not answer. He continued to cry and leaned helplessly against the walls of the room.

Ratih is still on the floor. Her tears did not stop melting down her cheeks.

The two of them, faced with a very difficult situation to live.

Situations where they have to choose. Between living - and killing one baby, or dying - because of the shadow of separation that continues to sting feelings.

"Pretain him, Mas."

Silent.

One minute later. Ratih began to sigh sincerely. She dropped her gaze by no longer looking straight at her husband.

Not long after, he again raised his face to shine softly on Galuh, when he heard, "I will defend his life."

Train is not playing. His breath was blowing as fast as a horse carriage.

"I'm defending his life. And not his being on our side."

Ratih let out his springy look for a moment.

"meaning?" Tense tone.

"I'm gonna throw him in the orphanage." Galuh looked at his wife. "Suppose she's never been in your womb. Our son, only Angita Narasyfa."

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