2 A WOUNDED HEART
Season 2 - 18. Fear of Losing

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Walk slowly towards the backyard. From the doorway, he could see his son sitting alone in the gazebo. And then he approached her.

"Son.." call Ajeng. He was sitting right next to Arsha who was not at all concerned about his arrival, who was a handsome teenager was busy looking up at the sky, seeing the moon shining brightly enough that night.

"I'm sorry mom, son." said Ajeng in a soft voice.

Hearing that, Arsha immediately turned her eyes to the mother. "Why is mom sorry? Mama's got absolutely nothing wrong, I'm wrong."

He smiled as he looked at his son's face. The face is a combination of her face and the husband. The shape of the face is firm, the eyebrows are thick and the nose is pointed, it belongs to Cakra. While his lips and eyes are derived from Ajeng. Perfect blend to produce a very handsome son.

"Mama did not expect if it would be given another deposit by the Giver. Mama thought, old women like mama will not be able to get pregnant again," continued Ajeng.

Arsha immediately shook her head. "Mama is not old, mama's face is young and still beautiful. Even among all the women in the house, mama is the most beautiful."

Ajeng. "Thank you for the compliment, son. Mama was flattered. Where did you learn to race from?" reply tease.

"Mama..." Arsha scowled, pretending to be annoyed.

After that, a moment of silence. Arsha seemed to think.

"I'm sorry, Ma..." Arsha will reveal reasons that make him not want to have a sister. "It's not that I'm not happy to have a sister, it's just that..." He recalled the scene at school when he was still sitting in the first year of Junior High.

"I don't want the incident that happened to one of my schoolmates to happen to me. I. I don't want to lose my mother." said Arsha.

"What's wrong with your friend, son? Why are you scared?" ask Ajeng who does not understand what happened that has made his son like trauma.

"He tried to commit suicide by jumping off the top of the school building. However, his efforts were stopped by the school guards who saw him. And you know why she's planning to kill herself?" Arsha looked at her mother with sadness.

Ajeng. He had never heard this story from his son. It may be kept secret to protect the child and also the good name of the school.

"His mother died giving birth to her sister, and her father remarried after a month of her mother's departure. Most sadly, he and his sister were entrusted to the grandmother of his mother. He said his father's new wife doesn't like him and his sister living with them. His life is so sad. I don't want to be like that. I was afraid of losing my mother.I was afraid that papa would marry again and throw me also my brothers and sisters," explained Arsha pilu.

Ajeng. His son's friend's story is heartbreaking. He wanted to get to know the child and give him support to stay excited to live this life. However, before that, he had to calm Arsha down first.

"Listen to my mom, son!" He patted Arsha's shoulder. "A mother will bet her life to give birth to her child. The mother who died in childbirth, her death would be considered martyrdom. For he has struggled with all his might to be able to give birth to his beloved baby into this world. This is certainly a special privilege for women, especially those who are pregnant. In order not to be afraid and enjoy all the processes of pregnancy and childbirth with pleasure. Because, everything that has become a provision only God knows, we as humans can only strive and ask to always get protection from Him."

"Now you understand, boy!" tanya Ajeng after her long explanation.

"I understand, Ma. but I'm still scared." Still clearly implied anxiety on Arsha's face.

"Don't be afraid, son!" A voice came interrupting. Cakra comes after being worried about the state of his wife as well as his son.

"Papa, Arsha and your three sisters, we together will take good care of your mother. Never forget to pray for the safety of your mother and future sister. For the end result, we leave it to the Almighty." The chakras give understanding.

Arsha nodded, she would try to accept the mother's pregnancy. And promised to take care of her mother during this pregnancy.

"And as for the thing you were afraid of earlier, papa disagreed a little. Not all men who are left for dead by his wife will choose to marry again and ignore their children. You are papa's most precious treasure, far from you alone can make papa die. So don't ever worry about it. Until at any time, no one can replace your position in the life of papa. You have to believe that. The man held is his speech, and papa is not a loser who will deny his own words" explained the father of four children.

Arsha breathes a sigh of relief. Now he is sure that everything will be fine.

"So you want a little brother or sister, Boy!" chirps the chakras to melt the atmosphere.

"Girl, Pa. Girls, let me remain the only prince papa and mama.." he replied.

"If later the daughter of the girl again, then your duty and papa's duty will increase again, son. We must promise that we will protect your sisters well" Cakra said.

"Yes, Pa. I will protect Sister Dira, Sister Eya, Arsy and baby candidates well. The proof, I once beat a guy who had hurt Kak Dira to the ground," he replied.

"What?" Cakra and Ajeng were strangled.

"Guns..." Arsha immediately closed her mouth.

"Arsha! You fight again, huh?" tanya Ajeng, stared intently at Arsha.

"Oh. I have a stomachache Ma, Pa. I'm in first, yeah!" Afraid of being scolded for fighting a lot, Arsha finally chose to run away.

"That kid!" Ajeng can only shake his head. Already repeatedly reminded not to fight, but it seems Arsha did not listen to his warnings. As usual, enter the right ear, exit the left ear.

"Darling, let's go in. The air outside is quite cold, you will catch a cold." invite Cakra.

"Come, Mas." She got up and grabbed her husband's arm.

On the way to the house, Ajeng berbeletuk. "If I go first, will I get married again?" tanyanya.

"No. I want to be with you in heaven, so I won't be looking for another woman. After all, I already have three beautiful angels who can take care of my mas in old age."

"Related?" tanya Ajeng with eyes.

"Yes. If I may ask, let me go first. I can't live without you." Cakra hugged his wife's body. Honestly, he was afraid of losing Ajeng.

"I can't live without you, either. I can only pray that we can live as true. So no one will feel lost between us."

"Enough. We'd better end this discussion. It's a happy day, so don't think about things that could ruin that happiness. Come on, let's go in!"

Cup

Ajeng nodded and peeked at her husband's cheek.

"Still less. Later in the room, ask again."

"It's old, the pervert doesn't disappear."

"If you're not a pervert, your stomach won't distend anymore" he said.

"This is the last one, Mom. I don't want to make the kids anxious anymore" Ajeng asked.

"Yes, honey. She is also old enough to have another baby. It will be expected of his grandfather again," Kellakar Cakra.

"Haha... grandpa?" Wettled.

"Hopefully we can hear that call someday" he murmured.

...Seriate...

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