In Memories
part 114's
"Today you seem to be crying a lot, hmm?" Aditya broke his embrace and he stared intensely at Ziana's swollen eyes.
"I'm afraid what happened to you, you're so hard to call." Ziana was now looking at Aditya, she wanted to be satisfied to see the face of the husband who had been missed.
"I'm sure I'm in front of you right now and nothing less." He stretched out his arms to show his wife that everything was fine, with a smile that never faded from her lips.
"Yes, have you eaten my husband?"
"It."
"Well now you take a bath, yes, I have prepared the warm water." Ziana said with her husband's suit to keep in the laundry basket.
"Thank you, my wife." Aditya passed from before Ziana after previously teasing Ziana with the blink of her eyes.
I don't know if such a thing is a moment that Ziana likes, the temptation of her husband always succeeds to make her heart not woe. For her it was the bond that made her always remember her husband, even if it was just a sweet little treat.
After a few minutes Aditya finished cleaning himself and he prepared to fall asleep immediately, he felt his body was very tired. Aditya walked to his bed there was already his wife who from earlier he wanted to meet after the doctor's verdict against his illness. The beautiful woman who is now smiling at him, which always makes him unable to get far from her.
Why can fate be so cruel to us, I love you so much my wife.
"Come here." Aditya patted the chest of his field, for Ziana to hug him and quickly Ziana did.
"I'm sorry today has made you anxious and even you're crying." Aditya kept stroking his wife's long hair.
"It's okay my husband, the most important thing is that you're okay, that's more than enough for me." Ziana tightened her embrace, she felt comfortable in her husband's arms after feeling tired of crying all day, the most comfortable place was her husband's embrace.
"Only a day I wasn't around, you cried all day. What if I go first?"
"Don't talk like that, I don't like." Ziana instantly broke her embrace and pursed her lips in annoyance at Aditya's words.
"I'm sorry Sweety's just kidding." Aditya pulled Ziana back into his arms.
What if that's what's gonna happen, I'm afraid I'm gonna hurt you because of me.
"Don't say anything bad, speech is prayer and I don't want it to happen. We will age together." said Ziana by hugging her husband tightly again.
"May your prayers be sweet, I want the same." Slowly in her kiss Ziana's forehead and unconsciously both of them fell asleep in their sleep to reach a dream together in the dark sky tonight.
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This morning was the first morning after Aditya knew he would be sick, the drugs he had to consume were found in his work drawer in the room next to his apartment room. At that time he woke up early because he felt his body as if so weak, he forgot if he had to take his medicine.
It was still very early in the morning even the air was still cold, the sun had yet to reveal itself. Aditya woke up in a position that hugged each other, he saw the face of his wife who was currently so close to him. Aditya stroked his wife's cheek and kissed her forehead.
May you always be surrounded by happiness dear, and may God be generous to let you age with me as you wish.
With glazed eyes Aditya came down from his bed even very slowly, he did not want Ziana to wake up and watch him take a lot of medicine. It would definitely raise suspicion on him.
Let him hold everything by himself, nothing really reaches out for him. But that was his decision, he did not want people who loved him to worry about him.
"Am I going to die?" he muttered with his slanted smile.
After that he put all the drugs back in his briefcase, now he is a patient who must rely on drugs. He had sworn not to touch his medicine, but saw his wife last night sobbing because she made him change his mind.
"I have to fight for my wife, at least if by taking this medicine my life is longer then I will do anything to make her smile happily."
Aditya sat quietly in his work chair, he closed his eyes feeling how fragile his body was at the moment. No feeling of clear liquid dripping back in the corner of his eyes.
He quickly removed it, hearing the sound of the door being opened.
"It turns out you're here my husband, I thought you went to work once in the morning." Ziana stepped in and walked over to her husband.
"Come here." Aditya patted her thigh for Ziana to sit on her lap.
"Is your college sweety? you went to business, didn't you?"
"Sure, why don't you usually ask that?"
"I'm just remembering that it turns out my wife will follow in my footsteps, so later if I get tired you can help me take care of the company, right?" Tanya Aditya who is now clutching tightly to his wife inhales the fragrance of his body that always makes him opium.
"You want to use me, right?
"Why not, currently many husband and wife who work together to advance the company, right?"
"Hmmm yeah I've heard of it."
"If you go to college and study with me at the company, I'll teach you that you'll be smarter than your friends, how?"
"Well, I want you to just don't scold me if I don't get it, okay?"
"How will I be angry at the wife I love so much."
After Aditya's marriage did change a lot, he more often shows a sweet side in him. Especially after the doctor's verdict, he currently feels like a weak man who is very afraid of losing his wife.
He wanted to show more attention to Ziana, before he was completely helpless later.
After a short chat in the morning ended, they immediately prepared to do their daily activities.
Arriving in front of the Ziana campus, Aditya held his wife's hand before he got out of the car.
"Why?" Ziana also looked at her husband who was now staring fixedly at her.
"Don't be naughty on campus later, and don't get too close to the other guy your friend is just that weird girl Lena, and the other girlfriends are just women." Aditya emphasized his last word.
"Yes my husband, I understand." Ziana smiled and kissed Aditya on the cheek after which she said goodbye and kissed the back of her husband's hand again.
I'm afraid you're going and leaving me with this sickness.