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Pov Diandra.
I clasped Nara's hand, her condition is still not restored. Sometimes Nara complained of pain in her chest. It made my heart beat in pain.
If I could take his place, let me be the real sick one not him.
"Mama" Nara opened her eyes slowly.
"Dear, Mama's here. Nara wants what?" ask me gently.
"Mama." Nara's eyes glazed over.
I tightened my grip on Nara. God can I be the one who's sick, not my son. Why do the problems in my life never stop? It's okay if I have to lose anything in my life, even if losing happiness doesn't matter. But I don't want to lose Nara and Naro. They are the most precious treasure of my life.
"Nara's chest hurts, '" she said.
My hands stretched out rubbing Nara's chest. Tears just melt. Doctors are still checking Nara's condition for further treatment. It is likely that Nara will be referred to an outside hospital. But it's okay, I'll do anything for Nara's recovery.
I called the doctor to give Nara anti-pain medication, at least Nara's pain is not too excruciating. Nara couldn't be without the oxygen that helped her breathe.
"How's Doc?" ask me. Damn, why can't these tears stop dripping.
"Nara is calm, Mom. I gave him anti-pain medication" Sally said.
I'm nodding. Nara did seem calm with her eyes tightly closed.
I sat back on the bench next to Nara's bed. I stared at my daughter. If necessary, I would donate my heart to Nara. Wouldn't my life be for my son, even if I had to lose my life for him. It was not a sacrifice but a form of my love for her.
I often ask, is my way of life ever going to be happy? Faced with various problems as if I were the weakest human being. Is not enough of all the suffering that I have been suffering, why now the little angel whom God has entrusted to me should feel this pain? I don't think I can live all of this life.
"Hyx hyx hyx hyx hyx."
I cried as hard as I could in Nara's ward. No more than one person can take care of Nara. Even Naro now I leave it to Brother Dea.
"Hiks hyks hyx."
I hit my chest repeatedly, removing all the tightness that hit inside. I feel like my breath is choked. Can I leave this world.
"Nara."
My hand outstretched rubbed Nara's head with a tear that seemed to not stop crying. Crushed. Fragile. All those feelings really tormented my chest.
"Defend me, son. We will fight together. Your mother will always be there for you. If necessary, you will give your heart to you. You have to stay alive. You can't leave Mom. You're Mama's source of strength, if you go how can Mama live?"
"Fine."
I immediately wiped my tears, then directed my gaze towards the entrance.
"Mothers. Father."
I stood up with a surprised face. Did I not see wrong? I rubbed my eyes a few times to make sure that it was my mother and father who I had long missed.
"Fine."
I walked towards them with slow steps. 11 Years old never met. I remember the last time I met them when I married Mas Galvin. Dad seemed disappointed, even so he remained present even though he did not give his blessing at all.
"Mom."
I hugged my mother. I miss her. Really miss mom. It's been a long time and a very long time that we haven't met to let go of longing. Every time I call, I don't want to talk. Somehow the disappointment in the heart of the father can not be lost even though it has passed for decades.
"I'm sorry Ara, ma'am," I said crying a mouthful.
While the father seemed to walk into Nara's bed. This is my first meeting with Nara. Ever since Nara came into this world, I've never seen her grandchildren. Moreover, Nara was present when I did not have a husband, meaning I was pregnant without marriage.
Mother returned my embrace and we both cried to let go of all the longing in the chest. I'm the youngest of three brothers, I'm actually spoiled. But by my own fault, I could no longer indulge and feel the warmth of mother's embrace.
"Ara kangen the same ma'am," I snatched.
"Mom misses you too, son. Very happy," replied the mother.
Imagine the 11 years we hadn't met. Asking news only through a mobile phone, that's not even dad wants to talk to me. Dad was still angry and reluctant to look at me who was guilty. I miss both my parents very much. I used to do things and make them proud. But after I let down Dad's trust, I lost everything.
It turns out that the law of karma passed, a marriage without the blessing of parents will not end happily. Now that I feel like marriage, which I consider my best choice, is misleading among regrets. My marriage ended because of the third person and my husband's unfaithfulness.
Mother let go of my embrace, "You healthy, son?" asked Mom to rub my cheek.
"Ara's healthy, Mom. Mom how are you? Ara hasn't seen Mom in a long time, I'm sorry, Mom," said I felt guilty. If I hadn't chosen, I would be happy.
"Mother is healthy, son. How's your son Nara doing?" ask Mother.
"As I see it," said glancing at Nara.
I don't know when, dad suddenly sat down on the chair next to Nara's bed. He looked at his grandson. The grandson who might have been his presence was not accepted by the father.
I can't be angry, because I was wrong. I'm lulled by promiscuity and monkey love. Handing over my crown to the wrong man. I wish he would be loyal to me after giving me what he wants. But look now, he just blew and broke my heart. It dawned on me that choosing her was the wrong path. But what's the use of it I regret because everything won't return as it was.
"Dad," call me.
Father did not respond, he was silent with a gaze that led to Nara. I know dad's still mad. But seeing her there today has made my heart feel at ease. At least dad's anger isn't what it used to be. I will probably never get an apology from him.
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