Waiting for Love for Me

72 WE FACE TOGETHER

"What did the doctor say?"

After listening to his wife's story, Dimas asked in the lowest possible tone while tidying up Alila's messy hair from endless crying.

His index finger pulled the child by the hair on his wife's forehead to the side, so that the beautiful face was clearly visible in the eyes, although at this time the face was flushed with eyes full of sadness.

(I won't let you feel it alone, Al. I will always be with you.).

Dimas grabbed his wife's waist very slowly, hugging her carefully remembering his wife's words if the pain was still often felt.

"We had to come together to find out the results of my blood test yesterday." Alila closed her body to her husband. Still afraid of the results of his laboratory checks later.

Dimas could feel that fear from his wife's gestures. His right hand moved upward, gently clutching Alila's face which continued to hide in her chest that was fielded.

His left hand did not stop rubbing his wife's back, from top to bottom, continued repeatedly. Alila felt a subtle sigh that calmed her soul. His sense of heart began to improve as the attention that continued to be poured out was squeezed onto him.

This is how a husband and wife should be. Accompany and guard each other. Support and strengthen each other. No matter how much aral it will hinder, love and affection are the main foundation of their household building. There is confidence, trust, patience, sincerity and loyalty that is a reinforcement of the upright and solid relationship that is established in it.

There is no giving up to fight for and maintain a love that has been tightly bound. Not only bound by the sacred promise before our fellow men, but more than that there is the greatest responsibility to continue to care for the gift of love from the Most Giver.

"When should we come?"

"Early tomorrow. Three days from the time I did the check."

"Don't hide your fear, Al. We're dealing with all this. I love you and I will always be by your side, no matter what!"

Alila blinked her eyes firmly, squeezing out the rest of her tears so that they would no longer drip and weaken her.

"I'm scared, Dim..." Finally Alila released the feeling that resided in her heart.

Dimas sighed softly. Although she was just as scared, she did not want to show it to Alila. For now all his wife needs is strength and zeal, not the same sorrow and fear from her.

"Whatever you're afraid of, don't even think of things that haven't happened. Just think about your healing. Be strong and zealous, for yourself, for me and for our love, dear..."

Alila nodded in her husband's arms. Behind all his fears, he still had one hope. Hope to always be with Dimas. He didn't want to lose Dimas. He also did not want to leave Dimas.

They have just begun a new journey of their love story. He wouldn't just stop just like that just because of the trials and trials that they had to face right now.

He had to continue with Dimas, continuing their long journey ahead of him. Continuing the sweetness of the love they had held tightly together. The joy they have both had.

"Dim..."

Dimas, who was opening an article about Alila's illness from his cell phone, immediately turned to his wife. She saw Alila just lying quietly beside her, staring at the ceiling of Dimas's room in his old house. This afternoon they were resting on the bed. At Dimas's invitation this morning, they will stay at Dimas's parents' house, the house the man previously lived in alone.

"Yes, honey?"

The phone he had put on the table. Now his eyes were just staring at his wife. Her hands hugged tightly, carrying Alila leaning over her chest, which the wife said was her most comfortable place to calm down.

"Said the doctor, I had to undergo surgery immediately to remove my illness, before the cyst ruptured and caused heavy bleeding that harmed me.."

Kissing the top of Alila's head made the woman respond with her arms growing tighter coiled over her husband's body.

Dimas closed his eyes, trying to fight his own fear after hearing his wife's words. Moreover, he had also just read some doctor writings about Alila's illness.

(You need to heal, Al. Whatever happens after this, I don't care. I just want you to stay by my side, with me.).

"Whatever's best for you, we'll follow all the doctor's orders, Al."

Alila stretched out her arms, lifted her head and stared fixedly at her husband's two eyeballs. There were doubts to say it but he had to convey it immediately.

"Doctors also forbid us to connect first, to avoid the possibility of bad things happening.."

Dimas was surprised and immediately sat down while helping Alila get up and sit next to him.

"Why didn't you say it before, Al? Even last night we still did it because I don't know..."

Dimas' gaze turned toward Alila's stomach. Slowly his hands rubbed against the stomach. He imagined his wife's pain last night as they put their bodies together.

"I'm sorry, Al. If I had known, I wouldn't have done it." Dimas grabbed Alila's body into his arms.

(I don't want to make you sick any more, Al.)

"I'm afraid to let you down if I say it, Dim. I'm sorry..." Answer Alila.

(Even I myself have always wanted it, Dim.)

They have only been married for a month. Relationships are still very warm, even hot. They are at the height of happiness, enjoying the sweetness of life together and knitting the beautiful days together.

"How many times have I told you, Al. Think of your recovery, not something else. Because the main thing for me is your healing.." Dimas repeated his words that he had said many times.

"Yes, Dim. From now on I won't hide anything from you."

One kiss warmed Dimas' cheeks, making him smile at his wife who was also smiling shyly after giving him a short kiss.

"May I ask you again, Al?"

Without an answer Alila immediately kissed Dimas' other cheek. But this time Dimas did not let that slightly pale pretty face get away from him. He held it by touching the nape of his wife and gently fused their lips together.

A warm kiss in the afternoon, as if to be an antidote to the sadness they were feeling. For a moment they forgot everything that happened, and just wanted to enjoy loving moments together like this.

Earlier this week, Dimas and Alila decided not to go to work. They will see a doctor in the morning, in order to immediately find out the results and get a faster decision about the actions they must do for the sake of Alila's recovery.

And here they are both now. In front of the doctor room that Alila had visited before. They wait their turn for examination.

"I'm scared, Dim. So scared..."

Both of Alila's hands tightly hugged Dimas' left arm beside her and rested his head on her husband's shoulder. His eyes were closed trying to dispel the anxiety and bad possibilities that ran through his mind.

Dimas turned his head to the side, looking at his wife who looked uneasy and intermittently sighed while tightening the embrace in his hand.

"I'm here, Al. Always with you."

Dimas tried to calm himself which was actually so worrying about his wife's condition. After feeling calmer, he touched Alila's head with his right hand. Alas, he was beaten and kissed repeatedly.

In his heart, he continued to chant long prayers, pleading for healing and health for his wife, the woman he loved so much. Not to forget Dimas also asked for strength for himself so that he could always keep and protect Alila and accompany her with love and patience.

A nurse came out to deliver the patient before, then called Alila by name. Dimas immediately helped Alila stand up slowly then clasped her hands and walked together entering the examination room.

Inside, they were greeted kindly by the doctor who had previously met Alila. The middle-aged woman allowed the husband and wife to sit in front of her.

Before explaining the results of Alila's blood test, the doctor asked permission to do an ultrasound examination inside, because previously he only did an examination outside.

After fifteen minutes of deep ultrasound examination, Alila who was always accompanied by Dimas again sat next to each other waiting for the doctor who was still writing the results of his examination on Alila's health file.

A serious look on the doctor's face. Sometimes he read back the results of the blood checks he held, then re-write some new diagnoses.

"Look at Mom and Dad.."

Dimas and Alila began to listen carefully to what the doctor would say.

"According to my initial diagnosis yesterday, and coupled with the results of the blood check of Alila's mother as well as the examination in earlier, it is true that there is a cyst in the left ovary. And unfortunately, the cyst is already very large, more than ten centimeters and has been attached to some surrounding tissue. So....."

The silence of the doctor spurred Dimas and Alila's heartbeat harder and faster accompanied by breathing that began to slow down.

Dimas continued to hold their hands together tightly, flowing each other with strength and calming each other down.

"For the safety of the mother in the future, we must immediately perform surgery to remove the existing cyst following the left ovary..."

"What, Doc? My ovary has to be lifted..??" Alila widened her eyes in disbelief, upon hearing the doctor's words.

"Yes, Mommy. Because there is already an attachment that damages the ovaries. If left alone will certainly be more dangerous later."

Alila's tears had broken down, flowing unstoppably after hearing the doctor's verdict to remove one of her ovaries. His two palms fused to cover his face which had been flooded with tears.

Just like the sadness felt by the wife, Dimas was not able to stop the tears. Although he had held it, but when he saw his wife's crying that was becoming more and more, the clear grains continued to flow wet his cheeks.

He grabbed onto Alila's body, clutching it tightly, uniting all of their grief and fear in one equally poignant cry.

The doctor and nurse let the couple cry together. Give them time to shed all their grief in a shared cry, at least so they feel calmer later.

After the two were calmer and could control their feelings, the doctor resumed his unfinished explanation.

"There's still one more thing I have to say to you and Mom..." Said the doctor with an eye toward the two alternately.

Dimas and Alila, still hugging Alila's head on her shoulder, both turned their eyes forward, waiting to hear what the doctor would say.

"The right egg is in good condition. Her uterus is also very healthy. And...."

Dimas and Alila waited again because the doctor gave his explanation one by one with a slow and careful speech.

"Alila's mother is pregnant..."

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