Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Season 04's. Chapters 32.
My tears are shed hearing his complaint. I can see if he really feels pain in every part of his body.
"With." I'm shaking. "Where's that sick, honey?" I rubbed the back of his hand gently.
"With."
We both looked towards the entrance. Look Mama Tari, Om Divta, El and Al over there.
They all rushed towards Ariana's bed crying loudly and hysterically revealing all the feelings that were in her heart.
"Arin, forgive Papa."
"I'm sorry Brother, Arin."
"Mama misses you."
He just smiled briefly. His tongue felt like he was giving out words because it was visible from the look of his own eyes.
The sound of blue cries and fear echoed inside my wife's hospital room. That painful cry and helplessness.
A family separated by selfishness is now reunited with their beloved daughter who is none other than my own wife. The regret felt by my wife's family was so heartbreaking with a cry that felt suffocating my neck and pulse.
"With."
"Mas Angga."
Mas Angga walked slowly in and sat on the chair beside my wife's bed. The look in his eyes seemed broken and fragile when he saw the face of the woman he loved looking pale like it had no blood.
"I'm sorry, Mom "
Maybe if the word sorry could be money might have piled up and become a house. The apology was clearly heard in Ariana's ears. I don't know, maybe he's bored himself.
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I climbed into the hospital bed and hugged my wife. I deliberately asked the Galaxy to prepare a large bed so that I could sleep with my wife.
"Dear." I pulled Arin into my arms. As usual, he lay down.
"Sleep." I rubbed his plontos head.
"Sister," he called.
"Yes, Honey?"
"If for example Arin went and could not survive. Arin tipped the twins, sister. Love him like a brother's own son."
I hugged her tight and prayed and hoped that God would still extend Ariana's age by at least a few more years to see her child grow
"No, Honey. You can't go. You have to hold on for all of us."
Mas Angga finally took Ariana with me. He no longer forced my wife to love him. As for the child, we agreed to take care of him together.
"But Arin is not strong anymore, brother," he snatched.
Ariana will be operated on tomorrow and tonight she has started fasting to not drink and eat anything. God, I'm honestly scared. How about it's the last night for both of us. No, I don't want to lose Ariana. If he leaves, I will go too. I can't afford to lose the wife I love with all my heart.
"Sister, can Arin ask for something?" He lifted his head and looked at me.
"Can, Honey. You can ask anything for me," I said rubbing his plontos head.
"Sister, Arin asked to kiss Brother."
I nodded quickly. Then I kissed those sweet and sweet lips. A little bit of his sweet lips, dear oxygen stuck in his nostrils makes it a little difficult to sip the taste there.
"Thank you, Brother. Arin loves Brother."
"I love you too, Arin. Very dear," I pressed my arms.
"Sister, Arin had a dream before Arin left and did not return. Arin wants to be in the hug of Brother. Honestly Arin is afraid to face death. Arin, afraid to be in a foreign place and quiet and cold," he said. I cried in silence letting her seek comfort in my chest.
"But Arin is grateful now in the moments of Arin's departure. Everyone Arin loves will forgive Arin for loving Arin."
We are both the main exhibits in this story. Therefore I knew that the main exhibition would end happily according to the screenplay written by the director. Hopefully it will be like that.
"Sister," he called.
"Yes, Honey?"
"I'm sorry Arin, if during being Sister's wife. Arin can't be the best."
I'm shaking. She's been a good wife only I can't give my rights as a husband.
"Darling, you made me happy. It's just me who hasn't given you your due" my circus. It's true that I don't make my wife happy.
"Let's go to sleep, honey. Tomorrow you want surgery."
"Don't let go of her hug, sister. Arin was afraid she could not hug you anymore" she asked.
"I'm not letting go of you, honey. I'll hug you every second. Sleep on."
I hugged Ariana tightly. Sometimes I'm afraid she won't wake up again. Every now and then I see my wife's belly, is she still breathing? Is he still with me? I'm afraid he won't wake up again.
"I'm sorry, honey. Please, whatever happens tomorrow. You can't give up. You have to hang with me. Survive for our son. I promise to love them as much as I love myself. Sorry if it's too late."
Throwing something away takes time, it can't be instant. Especially to release someone so dear. Not easy, not easy at all. It's just that, something that forced itself to come off, as hard as anything to maintain it will be released as well.
Can Ariana stay with me? I will fight by risking her life to stand beside me as I am today. I wanted to persuade God to extend my wife's age. Me, I can't live without him. He's the heart of my heart and everything I want to fight for with all those chest-shattering feelings.
"My dream with you is still long, Arin. I don't know what my life would be like without you. When you disappeared a few months ago, my life was without direction and purpose. If you leave again, maybe I'll never be able to live like a human being in general."
Right now my dream is just to live with my wife and children. To be the husband who supports my little family. Even if that dream sounds impossible.
I looked at Ariana's sleeping face. A few hoses ran down his nose hand and there was also on his chest. How cruel the syringes tormented the rest of Ariana's body. But I hope that the pain in his body will go away after the surgery.
"Arin, thank you for ever. Thank you for giving me a second chance to mend our relationship. Thank you for not remembering and bringing up my mistakes, dear. You really are a great girl. I'm sorry I wasted you."
I pecked the tip of my wife's plontos head for a long time and soaked a warm kiss that I put on her head. My tears fell down her hairless head.
"Lord, this time let me be happy with my wife and children."
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