Trying To Be Faithful

Awaked

Everyone waited tensely and anxiously. Looking at the unconscious slump with its large belly.

"Already, Honey. The puput will be conscious in a moment. Don't cry on." Raden tried to calm his unrelenting wife crying while squeezing her daughter's fingers.

Not only Hasna, all the family members were sad and anxious. With Airlangga. He only occasionally blinked as he continued to stare at Puput, hoping that the woman's eyes would open soon.

"Accoland ...."

Everyone answered.

"Sup ...." Asih's mother and Mr. Lee approached Puput's bed. They cry to see his daughter-in-law.

"Mr ...." Hasna woke up to welcome the arrival of her besi. They hugged. The atmosphere of silence was now rattled by the cries of the two mothers.

After all the calm, they sat down on the chairs.

"It's true that the ship Chooki was on board had a fire in the middle of the sea, but we haven't heard from anyone who was killed."

"We are still trying to toughen up, hoping and believing that Chooki is not on the list of victims. May our hope bear sweet fruit" Mr Lee added.

"Aamiinu. Insha Allah Chooki is in the protection of Allah. We always pray for his safety, sir." Raden speaking.

However, hope it goes away when Mr. Lee gets a call and tells him that Chooki is on the list of fatalities.

A mother's sick scream sounded deafening then slowly dimmed and silent. Ms. Asih fainted.

At the same time, Puput is conscious. Airlangga who realized it immediately approached his sister.

"What's wrong? Why did you faint?" he tried not to understand anything.

"Stranquilo, Put. Everything's fine."

"A-what ...what will my son be orphaned before he is born into this world? Pah .. will my son not see his father? Bang's? Tell. Why should my son experience this? Papah?"

Everyone is crying.

Airlangga tightly hugged the body of Puput who was struggling because he could not accept the fact that her husband was gone forever.

The pupils were weak, his body had no strength to wake up. Even when he was told he did not respond. That's why he couldn't attend Chooki's funeral.

Airlangga faithfully waited and took care of his sister, while others took Chooki's departure to his last place.

"Put ... eat yes? Just little. Your baby needs this food."

The puput is still.

Airlangga stroked the stomach of the Eardrop while talking with the fetus in the womb of the Frog.

"Son, you will never lack affection. You won't feel what it's like to not have a father. Om will always take care of you, accompany you at all times, yes. Don't be sad, anything Om would do to protect you."

"www." Puput whimpering.

"What's wrong? Where's that sick?" ask Airlangga to panic.

"No, Bang. But my son kicked. He responds to Brother's chatter," said Puput sadu.

"He should have spoken to his father .. he should have heard that from his father."

Airlangga hugged Puput who was crying bitterly.

The puput nodded his head with tears pouring down.

Afterwards Puput began to organize his life again. Although sadness still enveloped his heart, but he did not let the fetus in his womb starve.

It is difficult indeed, swallowing food while in a state of holding back tears, but it is true what Airlangga said if the baby is a substitute for the existence of her husband.

Airlangga continued to embrace her sister as she visited Chooki's grave. Puput did not shed a tear for fear that he would add to Chooki's burden of going to the next realm.

"I'll raise our son well, Mom. I'll introduce you to him, and tell him he has the greatest father in the world who loves him with all his heart."

Puput sprinkled flowers on the husband's belly button before he came home.

The weight of his steps when he left. If you can, Puput wants to come with Chooki away for good.

"When I saw the movie of a pregnant wife, she kept leaving her husband. Even I can cry as much as I want" said Puput as they were on their way home. Airlangga glanced at a glance, then refocused on the road.

"Who would have thought I'd experience it myself."

Nothing Airlangga can do or say. Comforting him would be futile. After all, not everyone tells stories because they want an opinion or advice, right?

They arrived at the home court. Hasna and Raden welcomed Puput warmly. As long as Puput is pregnant, she will stay with her parents.

Not only his parents, Akhtia also lived together so that Puput would feel comforted if many people accompanied him.

"Emmm how if we like people going back and forth to the village of Eid al-Fitr."

"What the hell, Tia?" ask Hasna.

"We don't sleep in each other's rooms. We lined up like a pindang fish in this room. It's big, we all fit. How's it?"

"I agree." Airlangga stand. "We take out all the mattresses and sleep in this room together."

Without waiting for approval, Airlangga went to his room and began to pull the mattress with the help of Raden, God, and also the male workers in the house.

The atmosphere is very warm and bustling, coupled with the presence of Akhtia's first child who is chatty and agile, he plays with Nay and Shaki.

Jokes and laughter echoed throughout the room.

Until the night was getting late. One by one, people began to fall asleep. Except Airlangga. He sat next to Puput. Make sure his sister is safe and sleeps well.

"Euhm." Gods wriggling.

"Sleep, she's safe in this house. Anyway if there's anything, we'll all wake up."

Airlangga only smiled in response to the words of the God while continuing to look at Puput.

"She's in a big pregnancy, it's going to be very uncomfortable to sleep, isn't it?"

The god rubbed his neck.

"Yes, that's it. Usually Akhtia would cry because he was tired, he wanted to sleep but not soundly. Can't move freely, and often wakes up to go to the bathroom."

"Hmmm, I know I don't have a wife yet. At least the theory about it I've studied very deeply."

The god smiled in horror at the words of his sister-in-law. He felt cut out for Airlangga for falling in love with a woman he obviously would not have been able to have.