
After calming Zahra and trying to break up the quarrel between his wife and mother Arham also drove his mother home.
"Arham, did you hear what the doctor said? The possibility of Zahra to get pregnant again is very small, even you are advised to do a pregnancy program in the next few years. I don't want to put it off, I want to get another grandchild!" wani insisted on her son, while they were on their way home.
Arham did not answer, he still digested everything that happened, his happiness, accidents, losing his baby and now the fact that Zahra might not be able to give him offspring, all of which was a big blow to Arham. He loved Zahra very much. However, his little heart also felt disappointed by the fact that Zahra could not give him offspring. Arham is the only son in his family, having offspring is crucial to the survival of his family's descendants.
"Arham, I don't want to know, you have to give offspring to our family and I don't want to if I don't have a grandchild just because of Zahra's condition," mother says before getting out of the car when they get home.
Arham rested his shoulders on the back of his mother's car, his own car somewhere now.
Arham pulled her hair feeling frustrated. On the other hand he loves Zahra. However, the reality was so bitter and he did not blame the wishes of his mother who wanted a grandchild.
"What should I do, why should all this happen," said hitting the steering wheel of the car venting all his frustration. Long he sat there, after feeling calmer he went in to clean himself and pack some clothes for him and Zahra then rushed back to the hospital.
While Zahra in the hospital continued to cry, her heart was devastated.
"Why did all this have to happen to me, what mistake did I make to get punished like this. Why should I be given such perfect happiness, then given such a terrible ordeal. Am I capable of facing all this? Can I get through it? It's very painful" he said, continuing to tear. Zahra patted her chest relieving the tightness that made it harder to breathe.
"I'm sorry, son. I can't take good care of you, it's all Mom's fault. I should have looked after you until you were born into this world." Zahra continued to blame her condition, blaming herself for the passing of the baby in her womb. The shadow of the accident continued to cross back on his head making his stomach feel sore, the shadow as his little baby kicked and gave small movements in his womb was also still clearly remembered in his mind, all this made him worse. I want to feel like he's screaming, complaining. But I don't know who to complain to.
Zahra looked towards the door as Arham came and approached her, bringing food for her.
"Eat first, you must be hungry!"
"I'm not hungry, Mas" she said, turning her face back, she didn't want to see her husband. Her little heart also blamed her husband for this incident, if only her husband did not invite her to come out and be more careful carrying his vehicle maybe this incident would not happen. However, he did not want to vent all that, he knew if all this was the will of the creator. Zahra doesn't want to blame anyone for what she's been through. He didn't want to ruin his relationship with Arham.
"I know you must have been very bad with this condition, I feel the same way. But, all that has happened, eat even a little," said Arham rubbed the back of his wife's hand, He himself had not eaten the slightest bit of hunger he felt only the pain of losing the baby which now continued to scratch his heart, leaving a pain there.
"Mas, you heard yourself, what the doctor said, if I might not be able to give you offspring" Zahra said, looking back at her husband sitting by her bedside, a drop of tears came back as he said that sentence.
"We don't discuss it first yes, we restore your condition first. I beg!" said Arham who can't think clearly at this time.
Zahra nodded and looked at the food.
"I'm not hungry, Mom. I really don't want to eat. You haven't eaten yet, have you? Just eat," he said encouraging food proffered by Arham.
Arham let out a long sigh, he again kept the plate on the small table beside the bed.
After being treated for 5 days Zahra was allowed to go home. As long as Zahra was hospitalized, Wani never visited her. Zahra didn't expect much from her in-laws after what happened to her.
Wani who was sitting in the living room went straight into her room when she saw Zahra had returned, Zahra who saw her in-laws stopped her steps and looked at Arham.
"Rest in the room. I want to talk to Mom."
Zahra nodded slowly, understanding that if her in-laws were disappointed in her, her attitude was much different from before she experienced the disaster.
Zahra walks into her room while Arham walks into her mother's room.
"Mother, please understand. It's not all our will, Zahra is also saddened by the loss of her baby."
"Arham, I've thought of a way out of this!"
Arham was the only one who was silent at his mother's words.
"Please persuade your wife that you may remarry, and that she will have a grandchild soon. It could pay for the disappointment in Mom's heart and maybe I'll be nice to your wife."
"No, Ma. I can't do that, I love Zahra."
"Mom doesn't care about your love, what I think is the successor to our family. All of our possessions need someone who must continue to inherit them, if you continue to care about your love. Do you want all of your father's hard work to be given to others who are not the flesh and blood of our descendants?" wani snapped at her son.
Arham just bowed to hear the words of his mother, he could not deny all that.
"Arham, if you refuse what you want. I could have asked someone else to take your place from now on, remember all this is still in Mom's name, if you chose your wife over Mom, I could have kicked you out of this house, Don't think of Mom as a cruel mother, but I just want to keep our family."
"Give me some time, Mom. I can't think straight for now. Please understand my position. Ma."
Zahra who could hear the conversation between them again felt the pain in her heart, she was already put through an ordeal by losing her baby, it would be difficult to get another baby and now she is faced with the fact that she must be willing to allow her husband to remarry.
"No, I can't. I'm not going to let any of this happen to me, I'm not that weak," Zahra said, then walked up to her room, wiping away with rough tears coming back down her cheeks.
Zahra only knew that if all this time it turned out that the husband had nothing, all the wealth of her husband that had been used to spoil her was still in the name of his mother, all of it was the property of both parents.
One who is afraid, if her husband will choose all the luxuries that have been pampering her than him.