
"Doctor, please find a donor for my wife. Do your best, Doc."
I begged the doctor to do what was best for Tiara.
"alright, Sir. We will try our best. We'll inform the hospital to conduct a donor search for Tiara's mother."
"Thank you very much, Doc."
"Together, sir."
I came out of the Doctor's room, went back to Tiara's nursery, I saw that Mama was still faithfully accompanying her daughter. The tears of the woman did not stop.
"Mama, Tia's tired of this disease, Ma. Tia wants a long break."
"No, Son. Don't talk like that. You must be strong, you can be healed. Please hold on Tiara. Hiks, you know Mama has no one but you."
"Mama do not be afraid, Mas Yusuf and his family already consider Mama as his own brother."
"But, you should be able to hold on, at least for Rizqi, do you not feel sorry for your son?"
"I'm sure, Ma, Mas Yusuf will definitely find a good surrogate mother for Rizqi."
My heart was so sad to hear all the words that came out of Tiara, I was originally about to enter, undo the intention and come back out, I slumped on the floor in front of the door of the room.
Kuremat my chest to remove the little pain in it that I call Qalbu,
God, please help my wife to heal.
"Yusuf, what happened?" asked Mom and Dad, they were in front of me.
I just shook my head while removing the drops of water that fell on my eyelids. My heart really hurts. However, I try to stay strong. Tiara needs me now.
"Tiara has to do a bone marrow transplant, Ma." I explained to both of my parents in a choked voice.
"Let's stand up, son." Papa helped me stand up and led me to sit in the waiting chair in front of the nursery.
"Patience, Son. You must be strong and strong for your wife and child" Papa said encouraging me, rubbing my shoulders.
"Ma, Pa, I heard Tiara talk that she's given up." I looked down and wiped my tears that fell back.
"You should always give him support and encouragement, son." Mama took me into her arms. I shed the pain that I had been enduring.
At times like this, I need the support of both my parents. True as they say, I must not be weak, I must be strong. I sighed deeply and tried to neutralize this feeling of distress, I strengthened my heart.
My parents and I immediately entered Tiara's ward, and I saw that she had fallen asleep again. His face was so pale and haggard, the rest of the sadness and tears were still adorning.
My mother-in-law made room for me to sit on the side of the bed. Both my parents comforted his besi to stay upbeat and patient in the face of this ordeal.
I held tightly to my wife's hand, I peeled that pale hand. "Darling, you must be strong yes, you must be healed. Whatever I will do for your recovery. Remember, honey, we've had a long struggle. Don't tell me you've given up."
I muttered to myself while peeping his forehead. Slowly Tiara opened her eyes. He looked at me with a forced smile.
"Mas, don't be sad. And do not force the will. I follow all the destiny that God has set. I will never protest. Don't cry, Mom."
***
At ten o'clock in the evening, I left Tiara to her mother, because I wanted to go home to clean up, from afternoon until now I no longer pay attention to myself.
When I got in the car, I pulled the phone out of my pants pocket, I tried to check the calls and messages that came in earlier on my phone. I did not care about anything but thinking about Tiara and looking after her.
I saw a lot of calls from Papa Arman, and last I saw a message from Khanza. My heart is again engulfed in guilt. Ah, O God, why am I in such a difficult position.
I read the message, As soon as my heart was engulfed in deep fear while observing the phrase "Until it meets again at the point of the heart that has changed" The sentence implied that he was going to leave me.
Immediately I run my vehicle to the residence of my second wife. I guess I can't hide this anymore. I have to tell Khanza the truth, I don't care what the consequences are, which I've been honest about.
"Eh, Suf, the midnight tumben's coming?" ask the adjutant who is guarding.
"Ah, yes, I want to meet Mr. General," I said reasoned.
"Oh, but I think he's asleep."
"No pa-pa, I no need. I want to see him." I immediately entered after greeting them.
When I entered I saw the situation was quiet, maybe true, Papa and Mommy had rested. I'll be on the second floor soon. I have to see Khanza.
I slowly opened my wife's room, and I saw Khanza was fast asleep hugging a bolting pillow. However, my eyes were piqued by a large suitcase that was beside the bed.
Whatisthis? Is Khanza going? I tried to suppress the already bloated sense and wanted to know the truth. Ah, I better go first, so that my mind is a little calm and relaxed.
I immediately headed to the bathroom to clean myself up, just twenty minutes, I had finished taking a shower. I just used a bathrob hanging in the bathroom.
I got up on the bed slowly, and I threw my body down beside Khanza, I hugged her from behind, and I pecked her head repeatedly. I really miss this woman.
"I'm sorry Dek, sorry to disappoint you. I miss you so much." I muttered as my hands rubbed his stomach. When I enjoyed such a position, Khanza suddenly changed his position.
Now the position of the woman is right facing me. Her breath was so warm on my face, and I immediately put a sign of affection on her forehead and licked her. I looked at a pretty face I hadn't seen in a month.
Khanza still closed his eyes, but his hands groped my body. I just smiled looking at her adorable behavior. I let him do as he pleased.
As Khanza touched my still wet hair, his eyelids slowly opened and our gazes met. He was still glued while cupping both of my cheeks.
"Mas Joseph!" He said so shocked that he distanced himself from me.
"Dek, I'm sorry, yes" I said, again wanting to take her in the arms, but Khanza was getting more and more, and her eyes had begun to dew. I knew he was harboring a thousand deep resentments and disappointments.
"Sir, don't be angry or hate me. I can explain everything."
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NB. POV Yusuf end yes. Will be replaced by POV author ππ€
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