WHEN LOVE IS TESTED

Beautiful Operation

That heart is the blood clot that is the central point of all tastes, my race may be the same as it is, wanting to feel happy, without interspersed with grief, but it is only desire, but it is desire, for Allah created all things in pairs.

Those disappointed voices, sounded jarring, though they were just whispering in my heart.

My selfishness is always on a level too, and I can't help feeling the feelings of others, I'm so antipathetic to the sacrifices of others.

The bottom of my heart is the deepest place to hide all my feelings, and I hide my hatred in a meeting, “Kak Andre, how disappointed I am with you“.

I was still closed, when my husband entered the room where I was being treated, before entering the operating table. Slowly he opened the door of the room, his footsteps clearly in my ears, he was heading towards me, but, I deliberately closed my eyes, to hide the tears and sadness that filled my whole heart.

“Hay, dear, good afternoon“ her broom, a warm kiss landed on me, her palm caressed my cheek, the tears coming out of the eyelids indirectly answered her question, that I was just pretending to be asleep.

I smiled, but my eyes were still closed, not powerful if I had to look at the face of my husband who I now love so much, even though I knew, it turned out that he did not really love me, my eyes were still closed, it was powerless to look at the face of my handsome husband, now wrapped in worry. I couldn't bear to look him in the eyes. Everything was my fault in the past.

Which is why, the more days, the more my heart is filled with guilt, I should not have been ugly brother Anjani at that time, I should have been able to meet another man who was much better, he said, and love me more. This regret, why just come now??.

“Have been taken the medicine?” he asked, to me who closed my eyes.

“Already,“ I answered briefly, then opened my eyes, seen he was smiling sweetly at me. His thin mustache and his thin cheeks I watched him, all this made me feel no guilt, I should not have made him let go of the man he once loved so much. Brother Anjani, my own brother was the one my husband loved so much, long ago, to this day.

“Yes already, now you rest first yes, I know, you are a strong woman, you can definitely get through this, I am with you“ he said, holding my hand tightly.

I could not say anything, his words excited me, the spirit grains that had almost disappeared, had now reappeared.

“Kak, does Brother Andre still love me??” I looked at him closely, as hard as I could get out of my sleep, Brother Andre helped me slowly.

“I love you, thank you for your sacrifice“ answered that moved me.

“Thanks Brother,“ to be honest, I was very scared when I knew I would face the operating table today.

“Kakak, where's Kak Jani and the others?” I asked while giving a glance.

“They're outside, want me to call you??” ask him while moving.

“Hmht, ya“ I replied while nodding.

Brother Andre went out, called my other family, it felt like before entering the operating room, I wanted to see them.

Before long they came, “Dek,“ Kak Jani, with tears in her eyes, she clasped my hand, while Mother immediately grabbed me.

“Your strong yes, you can definitely“ again, brother Jani gave me spirit.

“Iya Brother,“ I replied weakly.

“Always son, you son Mother, you must be strong, you can“ Mother gave me a fiery spirit.

I just gave a small nod, and smiled, in the depths of my heart, tucked away in the millions of thanks that I offered to God, for giving me a family that loved me so much, regardless of anything I've ever done.

“Mother Lovely, ready for operating room now huh?” suddenly Doctor Puspita and two nurses came.

Deg !

My heart is beating hard, “Yes Allah, today is the best day you have prepared for me, I hope today will be a day full of wonders. It is not my strength, because I believe you are all, I give my whole life and death to you. Give me a chance to reorganize my life, you are wise O God, you are good my inner“ in heart.

“Good Doc, I'm ready“ I smile trying my hardest to remove the doubt. I looked at my husband, I knew there was love in his eyes, I looked at my family one by one, I knew there was a look of worry there, but I tried to hide my fear, not to be a burden to them.

The stroller, which took me to the operating room like a big ship, which led me to everything possible, maybe today, was my last day to breathe air in the world, or maybe the other way around.

When I got to the operating room, everything did not fit my shadow, Doctor Puspita greeted me kindly, there is a great power that makes me stronger to face today.

“Beautiful Mom?? How are you today??”ask Doctor Puspita kindly.

“Good news Doc,“ answered me. My eyes are staring around. A lot of medical equipment that I usually only see in movies or television, there are knives, scissors, oxygen cylinders, big lights and ...

“Not to worry, I will help mom Lovely, Mom Lovely just relax ya,“

I smiled, I saw in this room not only Doctor Puspita, but there were several other Doctors as well, all busy with the preparation of the operation, while Doctor Puspita stood beside me, inviting me to keep talking.

Medical procedures to reduce or even eliminate pain, during surgery and after, by inhibiting taste signals to the brain.

Although Doctor Puspita continued to speak, but the rhythm of my heart kept beating, which grew increasingly weaker, I occasionally lost my consciousness, which I heard only the joking laughter of the death spies.

I want to cry, I regret having made so many mistakes in my life.

But now I can only give up, though,

“Beautiful Mom,“ asks Doctor Puspita who faintly sounded.

“Mother?” ask again.

But I don't know, I can't answer anymore, and as soon as my consciousness starts to disappear, everything feels dark. I lost my consciousness.

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