Being a Dad to My Niece
Chapters 16. Numbness
Chapter 16
Marsha sits waiting for Arga to get home from work. She is already in a beautiful and neat state. Although it had been 45 minutes past the time of the time to go home, she thought positively that her husband was still on the road because he was stuck in traffic.
Adzam Maghrib said, Marsha chose to first pray while waiting for Arga. In the chanting of her prayers she always asked God to always take care and protect her husband and also the people she loved. When finished praying the door is still not open as well, this shows that the man has not returned and the time of appointment with the obstetrician is over.
"Where are you, brother?" mumbles Marsha.
"Assalamualaikum, Mum. This is with Ms. Marsha, who signed up this morning to do a gynecology check, before asking it seems like it will come too late. My husband hasn't come home because he's stuck in traffic" Marsha told an obstetrician's clinic.
After confirming that the doctor would wait for her, Marsha went to Doctor Shasa's clinic by taking an online taxi. She wanted to know how her baby was doing near birth.
During the 15-minute drive to the clinic, Marsha thinks Arga is in the hospital with Valerie. All this time she tried to steal her husband's heart, but still couldn't. There was not the slightest bit of space in the man's heart for him.
The beautiful doctor named Shasa was smiling kindly to Marsha. During this pregnancy, she is the one who always checks the state of the baby.
"The baby is in the right position. All organs are in good condition, the weight is also normal. Hopefully, when the birth can be done normally according to the wishes of the mother," said Doctor Shasa once examined prospective children Marsha.
"Alhamdulillah," said Marsha relieved. Honestly, she was afraid of someone happening to her baby because it was too late to check on her condition.
"Take good care of the hero, yes, ma'am. So too with Mom's condition. Don't be too stressed and do a lot of things that make you feel happy" said the doctor again.
After the examination, Marsha instead went home to the apartment, but she instead went to the hospital where Valerie was treated. He could see Arga was with the woman. They are even in a hugging position.
Marsha's chest felt claustrophobic at the sight. Had he gone straight away he would not have needed to hear words that would have shattered his hopes.
"Do I swear I'll never leave you that's not enough?" ask Arga.
"Yes. I want to get out of the hospital if we're fiancee or if we need to get married" Valerie replied.
Marsha's tears fell unstoppable. Chest that feels squeezed until he feels difficulty to breathe. The woman decided to leave there.
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Marsha hates Arga, but hates her own feelings. Why can love him even though he is often hurt by his behavior and actions. He sobbed while stroking his already big belly. Had she and Sakti not done such a thing that day, then she would not have gotten pregnant and would not have married Arga.
'Ah, wrong. If God had not taken the Sakti before our marriage, then I would not have to marry Arga, the inner Marsha.
"Astaghfirullahal. What the hell am I thinking? Don't assume it's something Satan likes. This has all been the destiny that God has laid out for me" murmured Marsha as she rubbed her face.
He looked towards the crib and the baby cupboard that was already fully filled with fittings for the needs of his son later. It was him and Arga who prepared all this. How enthusiastic the man was when shopping.
Arga did not come home tonight. She accompanies Valerie who is angry to learn that the man is married and will have children. For the sake of calming the heart and mind of the lover he was willing to accompany all night. Meanwhile, she forgot Marsha who was alone in a state of great pregnancy could-could have felt the contractions want to give birth.
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Arga's eyes looked towards the bed that was always neat because he rarely slept. The work clothes were already provided by Marsha there.
When he arrived at the dinner table Marsha's whereabouts did not exist. Arga went to the woman's room and knocked several times, but there was no word or response from within.
"Marsha, I'm in, huh?"
Arga opened the door and in the room there was no one. All in good order.
"Did Marsha go to work first, huh?" muttered Arga and then closed the door. She also had breakfast alone.
The day was followed as usual by Arga. Go to work and go home to the hospital and come home in the morning. That is the agenda that men do every day.
He forgot Marsha's whereabouts what she was doing. How he. Until she was unconscious for almost a month she had not interacted with the pregnant woman. The two of them had never even met in that long. Until one time he remembered the existence of the wife when his mother asked where the birth would be.
"Marsha," called Arga to a woman sitting on a prayer mat.
The woman looked over without answering her call.
There was a sense of awkwardness between them that was felt by Arga. Then, he sat down beside Marsha.
"So mom called. When do you think you'll be born?" ask Arga.
"I don't know exactly. Maybe in these weeks," Marsha replied without looking at Arga.
"Mother wants to accompany you, she said," Arga and Marsha nodded.
Arga was silent while looking at the wife who was still wearing her face. He was ashamed of God too. He had just repented and was on the straight path, but now he was lost and forgot his Lord. Yes, since she was with Valerie she no longer prayed let alone taught.
"Marsha …." Arga called his wife in awe.
"Hmm." Marsha retaliated.
Arga's heart wants to cry, but his ego is against it. He hugged Marsha's body from behind. Her chest felt tight for some reason she felt guilty towards this woman.
Marsha was speechless not a word came out of her mouth. Tears were already dry and reluctant to cry for this man again. Isya's voice made Arga let go of the embrace. He also went to his room.
Marsha felt her heart was numb to the man who had adorned the days. That unrequited love was trying to erase his existence in his heart.
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Will Arga keep Marsha? Follow their story, yes!