An Overdose of Love
N2=My Missing Wife>> Recognition In Sadness
The sad heart of Adit's words, really making the droplets stored in the corner of the eye patch, has burst into flow, and I don't know the cause, anymore, is it pity for the Princess or do not believe when the name Adit called Princess yesterday, if only it turned out to be true that she is my Husband.
"Why are you, baby!" tanya Mas Adit approached me, with a million dews constantly flowing.
"I'm okay, Mom!" mataku.
"You must be lying, Ana! There's no way that you're okay, to shed tears like this."
His big hand rubbed my tears. His body was closer while hugging.
"Honestly, I promise I won't be mad at you. Don't worry about me anymore" he explained.
"Alright, but Mas' promise won't be angry" I asked.
"Promise."
"Huffff!" A heavy breath wants to tell a story.
"That's heavy?"
"Don't know. I hope my mind just misses."
"Ok, tell me."
"I had accidentally met Brother Nola on the street, who was being beaten by her husband, and when this self felt sorry, I just went to him. After the beating, we tried to follow where her husband went, because he said there were smells of an affair," I felt heavy going on again.
"Certain why? What happened to you guys and Bowo next?" Mas Adit asked.
"Hhhhhhh," My long breath.
"It turns out that sister Nola's husband was not meeting the affair, but .. but met her sister," I said slowly full of lethargy.
"What do you mean? Isn't the Princess overseas?" mas Adit's response was a little surprised to be accompanied by disbelief.
"No, Mas. The princess is in Indonesia, and she is sick! At first I didn't believe this either," I obviously lowered my head in tears.
"Lha .. continue why if he is in Indonesia, is not it good. But why do you look so sad and cry like this, when telling the Princess?" mas Adit's response was tangent.
"Because the Princess is being sad, Mas!" my crying broke.
"Here ... already, you don't have to cry anymore. It is not good if you are sad this way, because Mas will follow along grieving too," said he who hugged trying to calm me.
For a long time my tears spilled in Mas Adit's arms, and he could only stroke me gently behind my back. After feeling I was satisfied to spill all the tears, Mas Adit immediately released a hug, while rubbing back the remaining dew drops on the cheek.
"What is the Princess doing sick?" tanyanya.
"She's not in any danger of pain, but now she's been treated at the RSJ" I replied exuding sadness again.
"What?" Mas Adit's shock.
"That's what I'm trying to say."
"What did you really say?" tanyakanya.
"Yes, Mum."
"Hehhh, I really do not believe in your words, because all this time I think the Princess has been happy in the country, but from your description it must be true too, because you are always honest, she said, in addition, Bowo has not talked about or showed his sister for a long time," said Mas Adit.
"Become Mas, I'm the same brother Nola could not believe it. And even worse, he often mentioned the name of the person, which is exactly the same as your name, Mas!" my clear.
"What?" his response was shocked again.
"Yes, Mas. The Princess just kept saying Adit's name, and I don't know if she meant you or not. From the description of Mas earlier, which in the past you have been familiar with, it is very sad because I am afraid that the cause of the sick Princess is you," I am sad again.
"You don't have to worry about that, because it's probably the exact same name as me. Besides I never hurt or did strange things to the Princess, maybe she was so sick for other reasons," explained Mas Adit who made me relieved.
"Thank God it wasn't you, Mom! I was so worried that it was really you. If Adit did, you must also be responsible for helping to cure it. That's why I'm so worried, if someday your time will be seized for him not for me" I said.
"You're thinking too much, baby. Do not be afraid of my love for you, even though my mind and body are with others, but this deepest heart has only your name engraved. Do not worry about the feeling that if one day it will be lost, surely God will always return love to you, such as yesterday when Mas lost his memory. You believe in the power of God, that true love can never be replaced by anyone. Now this is only one pinta Mas, you do not think too strange again, understand!" obviously Mas Adit told.
"Yes, thank you. You are a man who always understands me" I replied.
"Yes, baby, you're the same."
We hugged each other, releasing all the turmoil and worry.