Three Dara
#102 Loss
#Hai reader othor's.. Smoga aja othor can continue to write smoothly.
Don't forget to flower 🌹 or coffee ☕ so that more spirit to make nulis.. #
Happy Reading 📖
...****************...
Rara and Fahmi's marriage is 2 months old. Currently the two are still actively working even sometimes Rara works out of town discussing the 2nd volume food granary project to be worked on again.
"Well, are you home ?" ask Fahmi.
"That's it." answered Rara
"Don't you ask to pick me up ?" ask Fahmy again.
"So delivered by Mas Hendra and Mbak Nining. Have you eaten ?" Rara asked back.
"Yet. Wait for you." replied Fahmi.
"I'll cook first." Rara is going to the kitchen.
"Not to Yang. I was eating food. Just an angelin." kaat Fahmi.
"OKAY. I used to be an angelin." said Rara.
Rara immediately went to the kitchen to warm up the food her husband had bought. While waiting for her rib soup to heat up, Rara headed to the room to change clothes.
"Let's eat Yang. I'm hungry too." Rara serves Sop ribs on a small table.
(source: google)
"Hmmm.. It's delicious aroma. Which, take the emping" said Fahmi.
Rara took some warm rice and gave it to Fahmi. He also took rice for himself.
Both of them enjoyed the rib soup voraciously without many words.
"Alhamdulilah satiated." Fahmi rubbed his full stomach.
"Alhamdulillah. Want to eat fruit ?" ask Rara.
"No need. I'm full." refused Fahmi. Rara then went to the kitchen to wash the dishes of their former meal.
"Well, if you're done here. Somebody wants me to be obrolin" Fahmi said from the dining room. Rara finished her activities and rushed over to Fahmi.
"What's That ?" rara asked and sat down next to her husband.
"Which, I want to be transferred to the city of P." Fahmi.
"Oohs.. Keep ?" ask Rara again.
"Yes, I want to ask your opinion. Is it good to take it or not ?" Fahmy asked back.
"You think - think there is a career improvement is okay" replied Rara.
"Pastill Ride. There I lead the factory. Can Mess, car and there are other supporting facilities as well." Fahmy explained.
"Yes take it. I'm coming with you. But maybe I haven't been able to let go of me" said Rara.
"It's okay. While you go back and forth here. It's only a 3-hour drive" Fahmi said.
"Yes Yang. I don't need to join this project, do I ?" ask Rara.
"hey are. Later this cost we still pay for your place if there is a schedule. If you can keep the schedule on the weekend, so I can come here too." proposed Fahmi.
"Yes, I'll talk to Mr. Ricky" said Rara.
"OK Yang. Tomorrow I also want to face the leader for the answer." continued Fahmi.
It has not been felt that Fahmi and Rara moved to the city of P. Rara still goes back and forth to the city of F to teach. Rara's teaching schedule is Wednesday and Friday. So every Tuesday night or Wednesday morning Rara will leave for the city of F. Then on Friday afternoon Fahmi will pick him up and enjoy the weekend in the city of F.
But something was different that day. Since morning Rara's stomach feels tight. Because there is still a teaching schedule, Rara forced herself to go to campus.
"For everyone." Rara said as she entered the class.
Rara teaches as usual. Occasionally he endured the pain in his increasingly felt oerut. Even cold sweat began to pour from his temples.
"Sister, is it sick again ? How come his face is pale ?" ask one of the students.
"Emmm.. My stomach hurts a little. You guys continue to make an analysis for the case study earlier" said Rara and sat in her chair.
Rara felt her stomach like it was squeezed - squeezed. It hurts more than during menstruation. Rara looked at her students who were discussing. Before long his gaze arrived - suddenly spinning and finally darkened.
"Sir Amira.." a shout called out that was the last Rara heard before fainting.
The students immediately ran up to Rara and rushed her to the health room which happened to be near from there.
Fahmi is heading to F city to pick up his wife. She was called by the campus who reported that Rara had fainted and taken to a nearby clinic.
"Well, you okay, what ?" ask Fahmi to Rara who is already awake.
"Sick Yang." rara groaned as she rubbed her stomach.
"What pain do you have ?" ask Fahmy again.
"I'm sorry Yang. I don't know if he exists." replied Rara.
"What do you mean ?" Fahmi doesn't understand.
"I'm.." Rara was about to answer.
"Excuse me Mom, Dad." The doctor cut off Rara's words.
"How is my wife's condition doc." asked Fahmi.
"We're sorry. We can't save the fetus that's in Ms. Amira's womb." the doctor explained.
"What doc ? My wife is pregnant ?" Fahmi can't believe it.
"Yes. Ms. Amira is 6 weeks pregnant." the doctor explained.
"Subhanallah. Then it means you can't save ? My son died ?" Fahmy asked again.
"Yes Sir. Miss Amira miscarried. He was too tired" replied the doctor.
"Then what should be in the dock curette ?" this time Rara asked.
"No Ma'am. Because he was young, we had given him medicine and it had come out by itself. Miss Amira rest a little bit more." the doctor explained.
"Good doc. Thank you." said Fahmi.
After the doctor died, Rara immediately clasped Fahmi's hand.
"Yes.. Sorry me. Because of me, we've lost our future son." Rara felt guilty.
"You are patient, my dear. Follow him. Perhaps this is a form of atonement for our past sins." Fahmi rubbed Rara's hair gently.
"Thank You Yang. I want to go back to Mess" said Rara.
"Yes. Once we're home, we're straight to Mess." Fahmi kissed the wife's forehead.
...****************...
For vote or Flowers 🌹 or a cup of coffee☕ 😁😁
Don't forget to also read the author's other work "The Old Virgin's Love Story" which tells the love story of Sissy and Rio.
Read also "Pursuing the Love of Shavira" which tells the love story of Ical, the son of Sissy and Rio. "Rainbow Gang" is also exciting, telling the story of the friendship of 4 girls. You can also open it in my bio..
It's all over !!
Like 👍 Comments and Vote ✌✌
invite other friends to read too..
Thanks 🙏🙏🙏
Seriate
