When My Wife Surrender

Never Experienced it

Preventing the course of destiny is just like contemplating yourself on a taro leaf. Worrying water is not known where it will fall.

That weak body cooled down the course of time that completely changed. Should have been his wife and future child, but he sacrificed his life this time. Feeling warm in the arms of his wife who kept shaking him.

Thank you, that is the only word that can be given to God in his calm face. Both of his most valuable possessions are still alive today. A second chance he lived well, without the slightest regret.

"Aagghs... Rain wake! I beg! Wake up!" she screamed, as if she did not care about the people around her.

What's wrong? A couple who never envy the property of others, a pair of children from an orphanage who only look after each other. Why it should be separated like this, it hurts. The truth spoken by the man who was now in his arms with a deathly pale face was like he had no life in it. Abandonment is more painful than leaving.

When leaving will not feel any regret, but for those left behind deep heart wounds will really feel painful. Like a dagger that rips through the heart incessantly.

"Well!! Wake up!! I beg!!" she screamed again in her tears.

The blood that flowed incessantly, mixed with cold rain water. The wound was held in his hands, hoping that her husband would not bleed out. Stupid right? However, that was a desperate wife.

She regretted giving up on her husband, someone who always loved her before the time repeated, until the time repeated now. Just love her to the end of her life.

"A. I want us to see our grandchildren. I love you very much." he said, tasting his unmoved lips several times.

The sound of the ambulance finally sounded, giving a glimmer of hope to him. No one else, no one trusts anyone. Only Rain was in his life.

***

Just bowed silently, leaving his body wrapped in soaked clothes. Waiting in front of the operating room. He and Rain have no relatives, only look after each other, no one else. The new chrysanthemum realizes that, the death of itself before time repeats itself, is its fault of never asking, did Rain love her?

Somehow how her husband felt from the beginning, the young man who was like rain to her. Removing his tiredness, giving him hope for a better tomorrow.

"Rain," his sobbing stroked his flat stomach.

In the operating room...

The body looked even paler, a blood transfusion was attached. A hose helped the breathing enter his mouth, there were many wounds on his body. Even one of his ribs cracked. Some organs are also affected by impact.

The closed eyes were unconscious, his body began to be dissected by an operating knife. The unconscious young man, asleep in his dreams, was in a beautiful gazebo with a pond of fish and lotus flowers around the gazebo...

A young man with a red lotus on his forehead was there, before him had long hair, a beautiful face. Serve her tea, "Have you said it well to your wife?" tanyakanya.

Rain nodded silently looking at the young man.

"God is fair, right? He will never allow injustice. Just never show Himself in a real form. I'm just a little creature that He created, to give opportunities to people who find it hard to get justice,"

The young man sighed harshly, "There will be no one who after getting a second chance will remember me for a long period of time. Therefore, you will not remember having repeated the time after waking up later,"

Rain looked at her in a blank expression,"Then Chrysanthemum?"

"The woman will also forget to have repeated the time but not now, there are still many things she has to do with the memory of having repeated the time" said the young man, rising from his seat, rain's forehead touched the tip of his index finger.

The smiling young man, slowly left Rain in the form of an old grandfather, a slightly stooped grandfather. The grandfather who sold the gulali before time repeated.

***

The anesthesia had stopped working, her eyes slowly opening. Staring at the sleeping Chrysanthemum on his bedside chair.

So then...

Rain clenched his forehead, what had he done? Why can be aggressive, not keep the image as a cool man dominates in front of his wife?

"I'm stupid" he muttered when he regained consciousness.

Slowly Chrysanthemum who had been wearing dry clothes, opened her eyes, along with Rain closing her eyes. Not knowing what to say, keeping his image as a cold man.

"Why not be aware yet?" chrysanthemum muttered with a smile, removing the little hairdo that slightly covered her husband's face. The cheek was smothered, then left it to go to the toilet.

Rain immediately opened his eyes realizing the absence of the Chrysanthemum, fingered his own cheek, smiling indistinctly."Why did he become this sweet.." his grunts misbehaved.

Slowly trying to neutralize himself, practicing to talk to his wife later, "Akrhm.I've saved your life, so get me some water,"

"No, too weird," Rain shook his head.

"I didn't accidentally save your life, don't get a big head, '" he murmured again.

A moment back in his head, "I love you, so I'm sacrificing my life for you,"

Again the young man sighed harshly, "Too late,"

But the unexpected thing, Chrysanthemum came unnoticed, looking at her husband who had been sober. Her tears were flowing uncontrollably, "Rain." she hugged him tightly.

"It hurts!" his screeches.

"Sorry, I love you," Chrysanthemum suddenly kissed her lips, full of smiles.

"Aggressive!!" Rain turned his head in the other direction with a face that was flushed with embarrassment, holding back the thump in his heart. Keep trying to keep the image.

"Aggressive? You are even more aggressive," the sound of Chrysanthemum laughter sounded, clasping his fingers.

I'm aggressive? But there was something strange, since returning from Germany I never kept my image in front of him again. He was so sweet.If only my body did not limp, he had me executed in bed without much talk.

"Rain, I love you. You too right? Let's confess, "the Chrysanthemum's pint teases her for more smiles.

"A. I," he said. Meanwhile, Chrysanthemum clenched her forehead waiting for the words from her husband's mouth.

"I'm thirsty!! I just realized, but was not given a drink" he lamented, misbehaving. Chrysanthemums that were plain when SMU, when he grew up to become a hotel manager were really good at teasing him.

"It's..." Chrysanthemum offered a glass of drink, immediately drunk by her husband."Rain, our son, have you prepared a name for him?" he asked, stroking his flat stomach.

"The gender is not yet visible, male or female. We make his name together later, if his gender is already visible," a strange answer from his mouth.

Something strange, Chrysanthemum rounded his eyes. "Before the time repeats itself, the fetus in my belly is male so it should be..."

"Time repeated? What are you talking about?" he said he did not understand, a moment later, stroking his wife's flat stomach."Papa's son is growing up healthy huh? Papa will take care of you and your mother,"

Chrysanthemums were just stunned silent, her husband did not remember having repeated the time? Their memories together living a bad destiny erased?

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