Why You Should Marry Me

Miscarrying

Aira opened her eyes and looked around in a strange way, as if she was floating because she saw the ceiling running as if following her, she thought flying, she herself did not know where she was going to be taken, she said, Aira felt that there was a sturdy hand holding her at that moment, she also glanced at the man who was tightly grasping her hand.

Mas Heru, Inner Aira.

Where'sme? why am I here? why Mas Heru seemed to cry, the inner Aira, Aira was still not fully aware, her mouth was locked she could not move her lips, let alone let out a sound.

Aira saw herself now entering a room that she herself did not know what it was.

Two men dressed in white pushed his hospital bed into a corner in the room.

"Aw is sick, "said Aira while squeezing her clothes.

"Why are you?" Heru and the two nurses approached Aira.

"Aira's stomach is cramping mas, " said Aira while moaning mehahan's pain.

"Relax Aira, Heru mas is here," said Heru while holding tightly to Aira's hand back.

"Calm down Mom, set your breath well, it's a drug reaction that we give to shed the remnants of the net that is still attached to the mother's womb" said a nurse.

Aira's gaze turned to the woman who asked her to speak, then she turned and looked at Heru again.

"Aira why Mas?" ask Aira lirih.

"Their high blood pressure is causing bleeding in your pregnancy." Papa Heru.

"What do you mean?" her questions are getting louder.

"Aira you lost your fetus" said Heru Lirih,

A clear thread dripped in the corner of Heru's narrow net.

Aira turned her head trying to sigh that felt tight in her chest, again the bad news that she received.

Aira again groaned in pain, until cold sweat poured down, her face looked pale.

Seeing Aira who attacked Heru so panicked, he did not know what to do.

"Akh, it's a pain, '" he said again.

"Aira, you are patient, Aldi will come soon, "say Heru while clenching the palm of Aira's hand with both palms.

That was all Heru could do and that was all he could say.

Heru felt Aira's stout hand as she endured the pain, her face flushed red and her breathing faltered.

Heru was not strong enough to see the person he loved always suffered, especially what hurt him was his own brother Aldi.

Since first seeing Aira, Heru had actually put his heart on her, but the feeling was trying to hide her behind the bottom of his heart, so that never once was spoken to his lips, so that he could not even say it, many times he buried that growing sense by hiding behind his fraternal mask, there was nothing wrong with love, as long as he could hide his from Aira and Aldi.

Aira's body trembled again, her hands were no longer able to hold her arms tightly, Aira took a deep breath and blew her away.

The longer the more pain," Mas Heru, Aira ngak strong again," he said while groaning in pain his hands were trembling with breath gasping.

Heru clasped Aira's hand back, Aira's body stretched out against the pain, at that time Heru's tears kept on seeing Aira's suffering, he could not see Aira who was moaning in pain.

"Sabar Aira, you have to be strong, mas Heru is here with you, "he said grasping tightly the hand of Aira, Aira's eyeballs go up and down, with his head held high, his breath was hunting with a heart rate that was mingled.

Aira took a breath and exhaled again, the injection given in the infusion is a decayment drug so that the tissues attached to her uterus can be shed along with the release of the embryo which is still a few centi.

Aira was still regulating her constricted breath, her body was still shaking and this was the last time she groaned before she felt something flowing from her intimate part.

Aira's breathing gasped, her eyes circling looking for something.

Heru was still loyal beside her, still clasping tightly onto her hand as she swept the sweat on Aira's forehead.

"Aira was thirsty, mas" he said with a breath of gasps.

Heru took off his hand he got up from the chair and went to the dispenser in the room.

Heru brought a full glass of water and gave it to the aira, with trembling hands, Aira grabbed the glass given by Heru.

Seeing Aira's trembling hands, Heru approached the glass to Aira's lips so that he could sip the drink.

Aira gulped down the water that Heru gave her, although her breathing was still hunting, but Aira felt quite calm, she no longer felt pain in her stomach.

Aira laid her body while re-arranging her breath, although feeling sad because she had lost her fetus, Aira frothy for iklas, maybe all this is the best path for her and Aldi.

"Aira ," the soft voice blew away his daydream.

"Aira, Heru mas out for a while, yes, Heru wants to call Aldi."

Heru got up but, his hand was pulled by Aira.

"Don't Mas, don't call Mas Aldi."

"But why Aira? Aldi is your husband, he should know your current state."

Aira shook her head weakly, "The relationship between Aira and mas Aldi is only limited to the child in the womb of Aira, so if there is no more fetus in the womb of Aira, then there is no more, that means Aira no longer has a relationship with Mas Aldi." said Aira sad.

Heru sat back down and calmed Aira down, he rubbed Aira's head again, "Listen Aira, that's not what Aldi meant, when Aldi was in the middle of emotions, he was in the middle of emotions, and an emotional person can say what he says without first thinking, you're still Aldi's legal wife."

"No mas, Aira does not want Mas Aldi to accept Aira just because of pity, it's our relationship to get here, Aira wants his own mas, the prank bother Aira," he said softly while shedding his sad tears.

Heru nodded, trying to understand Aira's current state.

"Yes, you just rest, go out for a while, if you need something you call Mas ya," said Heru who then passed.

Aira was just silent, she felt so sad and disappointed, what more could she do than cry.

Heru came out of Aira's treatment room and closed the door.

"How is Aira mas?" ask someone who surprised her.

"Aldi," you just arrived.

"Just now mas, I want to see the state of Aira now," said Aldi while pulling the door handle.

"Of, don't Di, " said Heru holding Aldi by pulling his hand.

Aldi was astonished, he frowned when he saw Heru.

"Don't meet Aira first Di, he doesn't want to meet you for now" said Heru.

"But why?" ask Aldi with a little emotion.

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