Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Season 3's. Fragile.
Pov Star.
I don't expect Nara to fall for the sweet word I'm packing. Part of my body, a diversion from the world that cannot be separated from it. Some of it I use to work as a sign that I'm still human. I don't want to just stop by let alone move Jayus. I'm the one who stays put making it feel complete as a universe. I am the body that will fill the holes that make it haunted deserted. I embrace him wholeheartedly, so that everything that is the reason he laments can go and change for pleasant days. But it only happens in my mind because in reality everything has changed and is not the same anymore.
Pleasant days though restless I am not entirely able to get rid of. I am the imperfection that walks the path of being whole with her, completing everything that makes her feel like she is the self that divides into her. He and I are a pair of imperfections that wouldn't be perfect if we weren't together.
"Nara" called me when she accidentally saw him sitting on the bench waiting for the baby's care.
"Mas Bintang" he turned to me.
I happened to look after Dad because Mommy came home to take care of Bee. After Nara's arrival yesterday, Bee began to be able to accept her condition. Likewise with Mother who is slowly not daydreaming anymore. Even the anger and disappointment that was in his heart instantly disappeared.
"What are you doing here?" I ask to walk towards him. "Who's sick, Ra? " tanyaku.
With all my heart and soul, I am not ready to lose this woman. Even when I said yesterday I wanted to leave, I wished he'd held me back. But in fact, Nara was fine after I wasn't around. It seems that I must be self-conscious, not even imagining too high.
"Mas." Eyes glazed.
"What's up, Ra? Why are you crying?" manya panic. This woman is very strong, she rarely cries except because of me.
The body is not always beside it. I carry his trust wherever I go don't fret just because I look away or try to leave. I never really lost Nara's life. I want to make sure first if he is happy with the Jungle man who will be my successor later.
"I was accompanying Kak Rimba to pick up his friend's son, Mas," explained Nara. But why would that explanation hurt her heart?
"Keep why don't you come in? Why wait here?" my pedicabs. "It's cold in here." Out of nowhere, I took off my suit and put it on Nara's body.
"Thank you, Mom," he hugged my suit. He looks so cold. The night wind in the hospital is certainly not good for Nara's health.
"You haven't answered my question" I said.
"His friend's son, Rimba, is critical, Mas. I can't go in there" explained Nara.
My forehead shriveled and then glanced towards the baby's care room. It is clearly visible from far away if Rimba is hugging the woman who is in there. Maybe that's the baby mom Nara meant. But wait, why embrace? Where is the baby's father? And what did Rimba mean to have Nara wait outside? What if he's sick? What's wrong if Rimba asks Nara to come home first, or takes my ex-wife to her house?
"How's Dad doing, Mom?" tanya Nara switched the conversation.
Now, I get it. Maybe that's what made Nara cry. It's not that I'm shocked or curious about my ex-wife's business. But Shaka said, Nara and Rimba have become lovers. Although I often asked so quickly it turned out that Nara opened her heart to other men, in contrast to me who was still lamenting her disappearance.
"I'm fine, Mas," she replied, faking her smile. "Mas, can I see Dad?" the door glanced briefly at the baby's room.
"Can. Come on," take me.
"Yes, Mum."
We both walked towards the room where Dad was being treated. Feelings will grow with new things. Evidently when I walked beside Nara, this feeling that I thought was dead even returned to meet my tribe. With all the dreams and efforts to do the achievement to forget and sincere but in fact I failed because until now the name Nara is still the most popular name in the ranks of my heart.
"Dad," call Nara to sit on the chair beside Dad's bed.
I also sat next to my ex-wife. There was no awkwardness in both of us. We were like old friends who met. Nara didn't throw me out again when I stopped yanking and asked her to give me one chance to come back.
"Dad, this is Nara. Open your eyes, Father," he said, heartbreaking.
Nara is close to my extended family. Even when we were both separated and became strangers. Both my parents and Nara's parents remain on good terms.
"Nara misses the same, Dad. Get well soon Dad." He kissed the back of Dad's hand with his affection and respect.
I shed tears feeling guilty about all these circumstances. Had I not been selfish with my own feelings, I would have been happy now. Dad and Bee aren't going to experience these sad things either.
"Mas." Nara smiled at me. "The strong yes. Be the one who is able to get them through all this. I'm sure Mas can," he said rubbing my shoulder as if channeling power through the swab. I know he is fragile too.
The regret in my life is to let Nara belong to someone else. He said he was happy but why did the look in his eyes show fragility?
Nara is a different person from many hearts I have met. Other than the look in his eyes, his arms, his smile and his whole body. I always fell in love with the way he looked at the world. The space he stored in his head, which he calmed down in his chest. He took care of her with all his soul. He said it was because he loved his world. To me, Nara's big dreams are always amazing.
"Thank you, Ra. I also hope you are happy with the Jungle" I said.
Did Nara know that I actually didn't like the words I said myself. I don't want anyone else to make Nara happy. I wanted that person to be me, but I began to realize that all was impossibility. How can I make her happy? While I myself infused a wound in this woman's heart.
"You're a good woman. You deserve someone much better too. But Ra, before you're happy. I'm not leaving, I have to make sure you're happy with your own choices."
Seriate...