YOUNG WIFE

CHAPTER 39

Losing often makes people feel they do not get justice from God, even sometimes people presumptuously blame God's destiny, when in fact we are the ones who are negligent with what God has given. Crying lamenting, will not return something that has been lost.

Black earth shaped mounds, neatly lined up decorate the burial ground. The gentle wind greeted, as if whispering for them to let go. Gandi wept in Rara's arms, they stared fixedly at the nisa stone bearing her daughter's name.

Loving does not have to coexist with us, loving in many ways. Like Rara today, because of her love for the baby, who has gone before her, she simply sends a sincere prayer for the baby.

It is natural that we feel lost, but it is also not appropriate for us to make an excuse to blame others.

After a week of intensive care, the little baby finally returned to the lap of the divine robbi.

Gandi sat down, on the canopy of their room. Rara approached, greeting the lover of the heart.

"Mas, comein. It's night time, it's not good for you to have a night like this. You will be sick later. My mother!"

The girl gently reminded her husband. Gandi only turned his head for a moment, after which Gandi passed leaving Rara just like that.

The girl was not angry, with the attitude of the husband who seemed cold to her. Rara swallows her saliva with fibers. The girl bingunh faced the attitude of the husband who turned cold. Since the departure of their children.

"Mas, until when do you want to be like this? I know I lost, I'm the same. But we have to be honest. Mas"

Rara kept trying to understand.

"Be quiet Ra, you're getting dizzy" said Gandi unfriendly. Rara did not expect her husband to say that to her.

"Sorry, if I disturb your composure," Rara came out of her room. Towards a lounge chair in the back garden. The girl's tears began to seep. He did not expect, if the departure of his baby made his household become cold, Gandi's cold attitude as if blaming himself, because it was not good to keep his pregnancy.

Though when the girl was sick, Gandi faithfully accompanied by Rara's side even the man, not thinking about his own health. After the baby is gone, everything is inversely proportional.

The girl's heart felt pinched with pain. But he was unable to do anything. The eyes were staring at the dark sky in the light of the stars. Her eyes began to close tightly, the beautiful girl was asleep in the back garden chair.

Gandi saw an analog clock imprinted on the wall of his room, the day was getting late but the girl had not yet entered their room. The man thought his wife was sleeping in their nursery as usual. That's why he wasn't looking for. Gandi began to lie down, closing his tired eyes.

Gandi wakes up in the third of the night. He saw the bed next to him still empty. Finally the man went out to their nursery, but the figure he was looking for was not found.

Gandi went downstairs, all the lights were still on, but the figure he was looking for was yet to be seen. Gandi stepped into the back garden, where the girl was sleeping while hugging her own body.

"Ra, wakeup. Why are you sleeping here?"

Said Gandi while patting his wife's cheek.

"Mas hasn't slept yet"

Rara asked back, as her eyes fell.

"So I slept for a while"

Rara got up from the chair.

"Come on, come in"

Take spoiled Rara. Gandhi walked into their room.

"Next don't worry"

Said cold.

"Sorry mas, I don't mean to, make mas worried and troublesome mas"

"Sleep is at dawn"

"Mas, I want to sleep in your arms, as always" Pinta Rara hoped. Because since his return from the hospital, Gandi never once sleep hugged Rara.

"Sleep Ra, don't demand too much"

Rara was shocked by her husband's words, immediately Rara's tiny hands, pulled Gandi's body, until the man was stretched out.

"You've been weird since our son left, do you still blame me?"

Gandi glanced at Rara at a glance, then the lips of the man spoke, which the girl had never imagined before.

"This is all, because of your childish attitude. Ra! which causes our children to leave, all that you will have to obey, try that time you did not whine to ask me, to take you to the old building, he said, my son is still in good condition right now"

Rara fell silent, the chest of the girl felt like she had been pierced by a dagger. She didn't expect her husband to blame her that far.

"You think you're the one who feels lost. I am also sad, I am also lost, I am pregnant with our child, in my womb he had time to stay, I also felt drunk, when I was young, when I was pregnant, the nausea that I feel every day. Then you think I intentionally harmed myself and our baby? your thinking is too petty, without you realizing it, as if accusing me, I killed my son"

Gandi. He saw his girl talking while crying. Gandi approached, grabbed Rara's body, but the girl brushed off Gandi's hand violently.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not accusing you"

Rara laughed blandly, as if mocking her husband's words.

"Yes, you didn't accuse me directly mas, but you blamed me for our daughter's death" Rara got up from the girl's bed running out of their room.

Seeing that Gandi was worried, because Rara's surgical wound was still wet.

"Dec, don't run, your wounds aren't dry yet"

Said Gandi hawatir. The girl didn't budge, her heart was already sick.

Rara continued running down the stairs, No matter the consequences, when the last step Rara slipped, no matter what,

"Be careful Ra!"

Pekik Gandhi hysterical. But the girl had fallen on her stomach.

Sandy was surprised to see what happened. Gandi quickly approached Rara.

The girl is still stubborn, she does not want to be helped by her husband.

"Don't mind me, mom! I'm a bad wife who can hurt her own baby"

Rara tried to get up, when she managed to wake up, her clothes were wet with blood red patches.

"Sir, your stomach" said Gandi surprised. The girl simply fell silent, looking at the nanar towards her stomach.

"Come, to the hospital. That's your surgical wound torn again" said Gandi frantically. The girl did not answer, she sobbed bitterly.After how many minutes, Rara made a sound.

"Let me be like this mas, so that I can catch up with my daughter, so that my heart does not hurt you constantly blame"

Gandi was silent.The man felt guilty for his words that had hurt his wife. Gandi just realized, it was Raralah who should be more hit by this incident. He should as a husband strengthen the heart of his wife, not vice versa blame her girl until the girl feels sad.

"Sorry, what a pity for what you have said."

Rara ignored her husband's words, because the girl's ears began to buzz, her eyes twitched, not as long as Rara lunglai, her body collapsed to the floor.

Gandi panicked, The man ran to call Mr. Tejo.

"Sir, please get the car out, we'll take Rara to the hospital"

Gandhi's orders to his driver.

"Yes, sir"

The car drove to the nearest hospital.

Arriving at the hospital Rara immediately received treatment.The doctor said her surgical wound was torn, so Rara had to be re-oprated, to repair her surgical wound.

Gandi was sitting in a doldrums, regretting his attitude towards Rara, should he be aware that everything that happens at the will of God, everything in the world is just a deposit, including their children. Regrets always come too late, that's human nature.