Pariwanya Si Boru Panggoaran

Pariwanya Si Boru Panggoaran
an ill-fated husband


"Going home? Dira can go home, bang?" carol said, quite surprised to hear the man's words.


Because, seeing Dira's condition after getting a small operation, he should be better rested in the room.


"Yes, Dira can go home! Let's just rest at home. We have to get back to Medan, "soon Defan, start packing, help Dira want to replace the hospital uniform he wears.


"Rol, please help call the nurse. Let the infusion be released," continued Defan ruled.


Carol simply nodded, doing as the man asked. He called a nurse, brought her into Dira's room.


The nurse helps to release the empty infusion. "You're going straight home, are you, sir?" ask the nurse, because Defan looks rushed.


"Yes, Sus! Our journey is long" he said.


"Alright, be careful on the way, sir! Don't forget, the medicine is taken, yes, ma'am. Take a break at home." The nurse then left after giving a warning.


Defan helps Dira walk to the bathroom. Replaced his wife's shirt, put the same clothes back on when they came to this hospital.


"Well, is it okay to go home so soon?" tanya Dira, resigned to everything the man did to his body.


"It's okay, which. The doctor said he could go home and rest at home. Let my mama take care of me at home, yeah!" Defan finally finished wearing Dira's clothes.


"Yes, bang!" Dira just according to the words Defan. His stomach hurts a little from the incision of the former minor surgery curettage.


"Be careful of the road." Defan embraces Dira, walks slowly and does not rush.


However, Dira who felt his body healthy still walked as usual. Although swept by Defan, Dira even walked in a long distance as if nothing had happened.


"Don't go far, hold your brother's hand! Then if it's all right, how?" reprimand Defan, seeing his wife.


"Yes, bang!" Dira thought more and more about what had happened. The mistake was so great that they sacrificed their child.


The child who was cooled by her husband after being patient waited for almost two years. He knew that Defan was deeply disappointed. However, the man managed to hide it.


Defan showed his strength. However, his heart was broken to pieces considering the departure of their child who was only a few weeks old.


The child he wanted finally came true. However, it had already left them in an instant.


I'm too stupid, why can't I take care of my own wife and son!


Defan curses himself as he dissolves in thought. He was upset by what happened today. Feelings of disappointment, pain, sadness into one.


******


After a long journey, almost five hours. Defan laid Dira on the bed. He warned, Dira should not get out of bed because he had to rest.


Thirty minutes ago, Defan took turns delivering Jenny and Shinta. Meanwhile, Carol gets to the basement floor of the condo to pick up the car she parked there.


Defan paced in the living room, hesitating to contact his parents. However, who else would take care of Dira if not the mother?


Therefore, Defan was forced to call his mother, giving bad news that he never thought would happen.


"Hello, son? How you doing?" greet Melva from across the phone.


"Less healthy, ma. Mama's here now, yeah! Take care of Dira! Defan himself has not strongly accepted this state," he replied in a trembling voice.


"What's going on? Aren't you the same Dira after the holidays? He said he wanted a second honeymoon?" cecar Melva, hearing the sadness of his son's tone of speech.


"It's hard to talk on the phone, ma! Better get my mom here!" defan said, turning off the phone unilaterally.


****


"Sir, mama to Defan's house first, yes!" he said with breath gasping for cleaning things to take to Defan's house.


"What's up, ma?" desman's slap, frowning, saw his wife hurriedly about to leave.


"Mama was told to take care of Dira. I think something's going on. Si Defan is also a different tone of speech," said Melva worried about the condition of her son and daughter-in-law.


"Yaudah, you get there!" reply Desman, getting out of bed, replace the clothes of the house with casual clothes.


"Yes! Take the Anggi." Melva then ran, climbed the stairs, screaming for her youngest child.


"Pig! Angels!"


Anggi who felt called out of the room with a sense of laziness. "What the hell is it, ma?"


"Be prepared, we're going to your brother's house!" urged Melva without any explanation.


"Well?" Anggi only fell silent when he saw the departure of the mother who passed so quickly.


With a sense of laziness, he changed clothes. Wearing casual clothes, to just go to Defan's house.


Not long ago, Anggi had gathered with his mother and father in the living room. Niar who cool himself in the room just do not know what happened.


"Nena, you're coming too!" tell Melva, he does not want to be alone in the house of Defan.


Nena just nodded resignedly, wearing the typical uniform of the waiter, she got into the car. Before Melva left the house, she told one of the servants.


"Si Niar let it be at home. If he's the name, tell him I'm going to Defan's house." Melva got into the car, sitting next to her husband who today drives a special visit to their daughter-in-law's house.


*****


It was getting dark, Defan was getting frustrated considering the departure of their son. However, he did not want to show his sadness to Dira. With a heavy heart, he kept Dira who was still asleep after finishing her medicine this afternoon.


Defan could only look at his wife with a sad look. Dira's head was very slow so as not to wake him up.


While laying down his body, he hugged his wife tightly. Without feeling, the clear circle managed to escape again from the eye fertilizer.


Admired the cheek of the wife with tenderness while feeling full of regret. He considers himself an impudent husband.


Unable to care for his wife and children. Deep sadness continues to waver in the mind.


Ting ... Tongs ...


The sound of the bell rang to disperse Defan's grief. He instantly wiped away the unrelenting tears. Walk towards the door.


After making sure his face was fine, he pulled the door leaf of the house. Two middle-aged men and their youngest sister were waiting for her arrival.


"Why, you?" cecar Desman, seeing the look on Defan's face was so sad.


"Sign in first sir, ma, Nggi," he said.


He walked in accompanied by the three expected guests since arriving.


"What's up, Def?" asked Rosmah, squinting, cupping Defan's sad face.


Defan's eyes that collided with Melva's eyes could not help but cry. The cry began to break, his legs also drooped limp, he immediately fell and rested at Melva's feet.