Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Season 04's. Chapters 31.
There is probably no new love in this world other than first love. Everyone has a story of the past. The longer you are in a relationship with someone else, the more stories you will find in your memory. I understand that whole.
Understand that everyone is not going to get away from something. If you never really want to get rid of your clothes completely, just want to go through all this with something new. Let all that has gone by be truly left behind and dated. Don't bring anything, because I feel the same way. I love Ariana and try to prove that I regret everything I did in the past.
"With."
That name is tucked specifically inside my heart. I don't know, when exactly can I fall in love with my own wife? After he was gone I lost my sense of direction and purpose in life. I could never really live without him. Half of my soul seemed to go with the memories that he slipped between the memories.
Our aircraft landed at the International Airport. I came down impatiently and so did the others. Our goal is the same, which is to meet with Ariana soon. For this time I wanted to hug him as much as I could and my feelings to overflow the longing that was surging in my chest.
We got in the car and prepared to go to the hospital where Ariana was being treated. Hope and prayer may my wife be well. Arin is about to give birth. The word galaxy cannot wait nine months because the conditions are already decreasing.
Along the way Mama Tari still cried sobbing in the arms of Om Divta. While Al and El fell silent without saying a word since the beginning came to the airport yesterday. The look in their eyes was like they had no passion for life. Both feel a feeling of guilt entering the chest.
"I'm afraid something happened to Arin, Mas," said Mama Tari.
Om Divta said nothing. Regrets were clearly visible in the middle-aged man's eyeballs. I know this Om Divta is a hard man let alone educated in the military way, his attitude has made him lose his only daughter. However, how else had all happened and he had lived in regret.
"I'm sorry. It's all Mas' fault" said Om Divta feeling guilty.
Mama Tari shook her head and refused her husband's words. Mama Dance is a gentle and humble woman. Vulnerable age makes them look harmonious especially Om Divta so understand the nature of his wife.
"Stop blaming yourself, Mom. There is nothing wrong but this is the path of destiny and a lesson for all of us."
At the hospital we all went down. I even walked in a hurry and half ran as if I could not wait to meet the woman I loved so much. I hope there is a chance to fix everything.
Until we got to one of the VVIP rooms. Not many people who enter because it can interfere with the patient's concentration.
I held the handle and opened the door slowly.
"With."
I peeked at my place when I saw Ariana lying sideways. The large and bulging stomach is like making it short of breath.
"With."
His eyes opened when he heard my call. I walked in with slow steps. The gaze of my eyes was fixed there was a plontos head with a bulging stomach and a thin body. Oh, God, what exactly did my wife go through? Why is it like this?
"With."
I hugged him who was lying down. Crying violently exposes all the feeling of longing that expands inside the chest. A painful feeling that feels suffocating.
"O-sister." His voice sounded unclear.
"I'm sorry, Arin. I'm sorry."
"With." Tears broke even to the point of moving away from her eyes.
What have I done? Why did my wife get to this? Why could he feel such a deadly confession that made his body work.
"Sister."
"Yes, Arin. I'm sorry, Arin. I sinned just like you. What the hell's been going on? Why didn't you tell me you were sick in the first place? Why, Arin? Me, I'm afraid of losing you. Don't leave again, I promise to take care of you and our future son."
Our son-in-law? Now I began to breastfeed receiving the three babies in the womb. Isn't that a gift? Though not my own flesh and blood.
"Ka-ka-k." His voice sounded unclear. It was seen that he was enduring the pain in his body.
"Yes, Honey. I'm right here. I will accompany you. I love you, Arin."
Finally I was able to say a word that had been held back because of hate. Now, I'm completely aware that this woman means a lot to me. His smile and speech are inherent in the soul.
"Arin, I don't know what to say? I am truly sinful with you. I have tortured you and made you suffer. I'm sorry, Arin."
I clasped his hand which was attached to an infuse. He seemed to be suffering with such a big stomach and was lying on his side. Her eyes were soft and soft but she could still smile even though I knew it was a falsehood. He didn't really smile just for the sake of covering up the wounds he looked strong.
"I miss you. I miss your cooking. I miss everything about you."
It's not just a fight, but it's how I feel. After he was absent my life was completely ruined and messy.
"Sister." He looked at me with a smile. "Arin also misses Brother. Why is my brother here?" tanyanya.
"With." I clasped his hand. Then I left a brief kiss there.
"You have to hold on for me and the kids. We can both get through this," I said excitedly. I want him to stay with me forever. Not to go away and leave me that would not be possible without him.
"Sister."
His hand rubbed my cheek. Those delicate, fragile hands warmed my cheeks when she touched them. Comfortable with this woman's touch. I just realized that with Ariana I found my lost world.
"Is this really you, brother?" he asked half in disbelief.
"Yes, Honey. It's me, I'm your husband. Sorry." Again my tears can't stop dripping from seeing my wife's condition. If I could take his place I would be willing to get sick as long as he recovers from all the pain that gnaws at his body.
"Sister, Arin's sick, brother. Arin's stomach hurts. Dada Arin tight. Arin's head is dizzy. Arin's face was sore. Arin's eyes couldn't see clearly. Arin's not strong, brother."
Seriate....