Love In Sketches
I'm Back to Make You Cry

The pair of netra sayu gnawed. Rubby narrowed his eyes, adjusting the light in the room.

"Rubby, are you conscious?" Ask Bakti's father who was waiting for his daughter.

"Dad?" Rubby sits in a favor of Bakti's father.

"What's going on, Dad?" Ask.

"So you passed out, son." Answer Bakti's Father.

"Fainted?" Rubby tried to remember what happened to him. The doctor told her about her husband's condition and suddenly...

"Mas Firaz..." After remembering what happened.

"Dad, Mas Firaz... Firaz is okay, right?" Ask Rubby to worry.

"Switch Rubby. Your husband's fine." Answer Bakti's Father.

"The doctor said, Mas Firaz..." Rubby's words stopped, Bakti's father immediately hugged him.

"Swimming, Son. Everything's gonna be okay." Whisper Bakti Father.

"Rubby wants to meet Mas Firaz, Dad..." Rubby's shriek as soon as his second hug unraveled.

"But what about you?" Ask Bakti's father a little worried. However, her daughter had just regained consciousness from fainting.

"Rubby's okay, Dad."

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Tears rolled back in my eyes Rubby saw her husband lying down. Bandages adorned her forehead and some of her other limbs, as well as Aryan's eyes. After two days of not meeting, Rubby even found her husband's condition like this.

Rubby sat down at Arya's side, and clasped her hand tightly.

"Mas Firaz..." The girl was speechless. His throat seemed to be choked, his chest tight to see Arya's state. Only tears flowed down her cheeks.

"Rubby..." Mama Dewi entered her son's ward and stood behind her daughter-in-law.

"Mama... Husband Rubby... Husband Rubby..." Rubby's voice faltered, Mama Dewi immediately hugged him.

"Patience, dear. All of this is a test from God."

Mama Dewi's chest feels tight, why is there always a test in her son's household. The father-in-law and son-in-law hugged each other tightly.

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Next day.

Arya's critical period is over, just waiting for her to wake up.

Mama Dewi was waiting for him, and Rubby had just gone to perform dzuhur prayer.

Mama Dewi stroked the face of her eldest son.

"Why is it like this, son?" Eyes glazed. His son who has been the backbone of his family after his father died, Arya who is a hard worker and so responsible to himself and his sister. His son who always remembered his message to always appreciate women is now very sad condition.

"Eungh..." There was a slow moan from Arya and slowly her hands moved.

"Arya are you conscious?" Ask Mama Dewi while holding Arya's hand.

"Mama?" Lirih Aryans.

"Yes, Arya. It's Mama."

"Mama, where is this? Why is it so dark?" Arya wanted to open her eyes, but why did it feel so hard? Like something was in the way. Even with the pain that feels around his entire eye. Arya moved one of her hands trying to feel around her.

"Arya, calm down."

"You're in the hospital, baby." Answer Mama Goddess.

"Hospital? But why is it dark, Ma?" Arya sits with the help of Mama Dewi. His hand then touched his face, there was a bandage wrapped around his eyes.

"What's the Aryan eye, Ma? Why did the doctor close Arya's eyes?" Arya asked with a choked voice. Unable to answer, Mama Dewi held back her stuffing voice.

Arya tried to remember what happened to her. Slowly his memory returned. Where Bara tied up and beat him and the broken glass hit his eyes... Arya's body froze, realizing something.

"What Arya... Can't do... See again...?" Ask falters.

Mama Dewi got up from her seat and hugged her son.

"The doctor said it was only temporary. If there's a corneal donor for you, you can look again, Arya." Said Mama Dewi trying to encourage her son.

"So right, Arya can't see?" Arya asked in such a soft voice.

"Don't be sad, Arya. Everything's gonna be fine. There's Mama here, there's Rubby, Andika and our family." Mama Dewi gently rubbed her son's hair. But Arya was silent.

The tightness filled Arya's chest, just now that she and Rubby were about to reunite but why did she have to experience something like this.

"Rubby? Rubby must be sad to see how I am right now. Why can I just make my wife sad? When can I make her happy?" Aryan in the Heart. After Arya calmed down enough, Mama Dewi unraveled her embrace.

"You know what, Arya? Bara turned himself in to the police this morning." Mama Dewi said later.

"Bara confessed all her crimes, she also admitted that she was the one who did all this to you." Mama Dewi.

This morning Mama Dewi got news from the police about Bara who had surrendered herself. The man confessed to Rubby and Arya. But Mama Dewi has not been able to meet him because now the condition of Arya is the most important.

Arya just silently did not answer, for him now Bara or Mega is not important at all. Even though Bara made it like this. What can he do? Replying to the actions of Bara? It means he's the same as Bara.

Arya just thought about how Rubby would feel.

"Assalamuala..." Which in Arya's mind has now come.

"Goddessalam..." Mama Dewi and Arya answered at the same time.

"Mas Firaz..." Rubby smiled, a twinkle of happiness appeared on her face seeing her husband had come to his senses. He approached Arya.

"Mama get out first." Mama Dewi said goodbye from the room, deliberately giving time to her son and daughter-in-law.

"How is Mas Firaz doing? Is anyone sick?" Rubby asked who was sitting next to Arya.

"I'm fine." Replied Arya who actually felt awkward because yesterday-yesterday Rubby was so fierce to him even though he was just pretending.

"Thank God, I'm glad you're sober." Rubby grabs Arya's hand and holds it.

"Yesterday I was so worried when the doctor told me I was critical." She said while peeping the back of her husband's hand.

"Rubby, aren't you mad at me?" Ask Arya. Rubby shook his head, though Arya could not see him.

"I've never been mad at you, Mom." The pair of neutrals behind the glasses began to glaze over.

"I'm sorry for my attitude these few days. I had to do that." Continue with a trembling voice.

"You don't have to apologize. I was wrong, Rubby. I should be the one to apologize to you. I'm sorry..." Arya said that sounded so sincere and full of regret.

"No, Mas. This is all a disaster..." Rubby put Arya's palm on her face, before long there was the sound of sobs.

"Don't cry Rubby." Arya touched his wife's face, trying to wipe away her tears.

"I'm dirty, Mom. Is she not disgusted with me?" Rubby asked in a stifled voice. Arya shook her head slowly.

"You are the woman who always keeps your honor. Never once have I felt disgusted by you. It is you who should hate me. I'm the cause of everything that happened to you." Lirih Aryans. Rubby held his hand again.

"I never hated you, Mom." Her speech.

"How could I hate you? You were the first man to make my heart shake. I love you so much. Although I felt hurt at the beginning of our marriage, but my love for you overcame everything." Rubby in my heart.

"I made you cry again, why is there only sadness I can give you? Just once, I want to make you happy. But why is it so hard? Should I let you go so that happiness comes to you? It feels like my love doesn't mean that it can only give you sorrow." Inner Aryan.

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