Towards True Love 2

He's Coming Home

Ten o'clock exactly Rio just fell asleep. His hand continued to link with Lili's palm. Several times Lili turned her face to me while sitting next to the sickly bed. He knows he hurt me.

Lili quickly dragged me outside the room. The girl was impatient to talk to me who seemed sincere about everything I saw.

"You're out of your mind? You can just scream hysterically in front of him so that his memory quickly returns. Why did you choose this path?" He's looking for me. I am no longer the one crying. But now it was Lili who insisted on asking for forgiveness in front of me.

"Wake, Li. I don't blame you. I swear, by Allah, I'm sincere. Only you can help him recover." I grabbed her little shoulder. There was no one but us in that place. The hospital hallway looked very quiet. Maybe everyone's asleep.

"I can't, Ndy. I am a sinner" he said with tears.

"You did not bear any sins at all, Li. Believe it."

"Not taking any sins? He's not my mahram!" firmly Lili. "He's your husband" he continued, now looking at me with pity.

"I asked you to do all this. By God, if any sin is caused by my husband, I will bear it."

"You're crazy, Ndy." The girl drowned. Sitting helplessly in a row of waiting chairs. I sat with him too.

"If his memory never returns, I'm sincere." Lili turned her head to hear my words.

"What do you mean?! Don't give up. If you want a road like this. I'll help you, but please don't say that again. I'm sorry, Ndy. Sorry." I really can't bear to see the guilty look on his face.

Everything that happens has become the writing line of the Power. Not because of Lili or Rio. None of them wanted something like this to happen. Especially me.

We hugged each other. No more crying came out of the corner of my eye. Pain in the chest is no longer able to squeeze tears.

I broke into a hug as soon as Lili felt calmer. "Stay here, I'll be home to welcome his return tomorrow." I felt that little palm holding me. But I forcibly released him and walked unsteadily toward the outside of the building.

The night is getting late. I'm sure it will be difficult to find a taxi around the hospital. But I should be able to get home. My husband will be home tomorrow. And tonight I will prepare for his return.

Until I can sit comfortably in the soft seat of a taxi that is driving towards home. Arriving at home, the workers at the house greeted me.

No exception father and mother. Apparently they were waiting for me there. "Sound." My mother hugged me tightly. Again, not my tears. It was precisely the mother who cried sobbing in an embrace.

"Indy is strong, Ma," I whispered to Mama to calm down quickly.

"Mom knows, Ndy. Yes, Nduk." He's dipping my forehead. I was forced to hide the pain in my chest by curling the corner of the eye.

"Tomorrow Rio home. Can Indy ask for help?" Alternately my father and mother looked at me confused.

"Sir, Ma ... Go home."

"Ndy?" I approached and examined my face covered with a veil.

"You know my husband is losing his memory. I just don't remember it. Maybe you should, Mama and Dad don't see him now. Rio is very sensitive to the new people he sees in his memory right now" I explained trying to give an understanding.

"Alright, Ndy. Mom and Dad are going home. Take care of yourself and your baby. Let me know if you need anything."

I'm nodding. After driving them home from the porch, I returned to my room. I intentionally did not ask ART for help to fix the room. They must have been tired of the morning to afternoon work.

First I changed the bed linen. Then mopping the floor also wipes the dusty nightstand.

After that I took all my clothes in the closet to the other room I was going to occupy as long as my husband didn't consider me his wife.

All my things have moved. That room had already returned to Rio's room completely. No more of my stuff mingled with his stuff.

I breathed a sigh of relief then turned off the lights until the already very clean room went pitch black.