
Wife Arjuna 30a
Wrestling with his thoughts, Anggi inching to sit and glanced at the tray on the nightstand. Not wanting to be tortured the guilt that deepened in the baby who was almost thrown away due to a dead end, he took the potato porridge bowl that he had rejected with a slightly trembling hand.
Anggi stuffed a spoonful into his mouth. Although his sense of taste was bland, he forced his teeth to chew, then pushed hard through the esophagus to swallow. Some bribes were successfully swallowed and in the seventh bribe he gave up, feeling unable to anymore.
Gently rubbed his lower abdomen. Throat's choked. Perih pemihilu again felt when gurgled back the possibility of his baby was present when Juna sighed the name of another woman. Juna mentioned his name when he reached the peak of pleasure just once, when they melted in Bandung last week. The only smelting that might be worth mentioning is making love while the rest just deserves to be called intercourse.
Anggi is asking himself, can he bear the burden of his life and remove the haunting shadows on his long journey giving the fetus the right to grow and be born into the world?
Although it is almost crazy to keep thinking about it, Anggi knows that innocent babies have a right to live. Although he had a short mind, still in the end he did not reach the heart. Moreover, last night's dream seemed to be a strong reprimand for him. His innocent son begged to be given a chance to live with him. At least Juna also did not reject the presence of this fetus and desperately wanted to maintain it, despite doubts that her husband would love and love this child later.
However, to be strong to face this steep road he needs a firm grip to strengthen his determination which is still fragile and sometimes arises drowning. So where should he hold on now?
Anggi felt a bit of kara. He has no place of sighing, no support and hope of consolation other than himself. His mother who was sick, could not be used as a place to spill all the pain he suffered. Moreover, his brother who only considers it ATM runs.
“We fought together. Help Mama to become stronger, my son,” murmured violently with clear crystals that returned to flow.
Juna did not push the door of his room wider. From the gap that opened a little, he saw Anggi was eating his breakfast despite looking tired. He wanted to rush in, but Juna did not want to disturb the calmness of his wife who was filling her stomach after Anggi refused all the dishes on the tray.
His eagle eyes scanned, scanning sharply. A smile is engraved on the face of his handsome who more often put an intimidating look, when he saw Anggi taking drugs and vitamins even though he seemed to have difficulty swallowing. Closing the door slowly. Juna chose to go down and wait for Pandu in the study.
“Pak, for a trip to Europe with the Minister of Trade will last about ten days. Three weeks departure from now. Here's the full agenda.”
Pandu put the agenda of the boss's activities on the table. It has been almost an hour they are discussing the company's problems in the workspace.
“Almost I forgot. Thank you, Pandu,” said Juna earnestly.
He read the agenda of the agreed overseas trip. Suddenly, it was like a godam was pounding his chest cavity. Just remembered that this rare opportunity he got did not escape the role of Anggi in it. While in Bandung, his wife managed to put herself in luck.
A thumping feeling called love, may not be easily presented among them, but Anggi always tries to put himself as a wife who should be wherever he is. Serving it both outside the home and in bed. Each night offered heaven to him, but he gave hell instead.
“Pak, Mr President?”
Pandu called a bit tight. Juna was late in his daydream when Pandu explained at length about the work. Stare blankly because his mind is wandering.
“Pak President?”
Once again Pandu called and this time managed to pull back the focus of Juna who had collapsed.
“Ya,” answer.
“Begini, Sir. For a visit to Europe, will Bu Anggi come? According to the information I got, other participants brought their families to participate in the event this time. There will be a family gathering there. If Bu Anggi will come, I will prepare all his needs as well to be included in the report on the committee of the ministry of trade.”
Juna looked weighed. Leaving Anggi at home is not a good idea, what if his wife is reckless again when he is away from home.
“Is this long journey safe for pregnant women?” ask Juna later.
“Regarding that should consult an obstetrician first, sir. In order not to mistakenly take a decision.” Pandu gave advice.
Juna nodded in agreement. “You're right. But for a while. Just prepare the need for Anggi to go there from now on just in case. If suddenly, worry constrained time increasingly urgent.”
“Good, Sir.”
TB