Risa Wedding's Story

Risa Wedding's Story
SEVEN


"Even how it is possible, the earth remains rotating on its axis. Time to separate us." - Lisa


***


The man felt the scent of his wife's body everywhere, filling the room from the bathroom, to the bed he now used lying down. He misses her so much.


Whether since when, the sense of claustrophobia wanted to have, wanted the woman was always nearby to grow. He couldn't even explain, everything just went. Ezra just followed the current, and it turned out that being away from him was bad. Really bad.


But he must not be selfish, if he decides to solve this problem completely then he must be patient, because far from Risa makes it frozen.


***


One year ago this room was his room, one year ago this room was comfortable. At this second Risa felt lying in a strange, cold bed.


The warm and pleasant atmosphere she always got from her husband's masculine-style room, was not as bright as this room but felt more alive. His soul was left there, along with the owner of the room that became the life of the room.


But Risa did need this, a desolate atmosphere. He needs to think about everything, if Ezra cannot be firm as a husband who is responsible then maybe he should finally decide.


Does the man think his heart will be fine, really as a woman he is placed on a strange problem. Not only as a wife or mother-to-be, he also thought about the fate of the woman.


Although the woman's mother hurt her, but she would also become a mother. He will also feel how what happens to his son is what affects him as well.


Risa really wants to be selfish, telling her husband to just leave the woman. But she is also a woman, as well as a mother-to-be.


And maybe deep down, Ezra still loves that woman. If it was impossible for him to survive this far, they would have something deep.


If indeed the child who used to be in the birth of Elsha, is the biological child of her husband. So Ezra was supposed to be responsible for the woman's life. On the mother of the woman who had her broken.


***


Risa flinched, waking up to see the sunlight that seemed to have risen. He forgot to prepare clothes, then realized when he looked around. This is his room, his old room.


Sighing heavily, imagined who prepared Ezra's clothes. What the man ate was right, but surely the Sacred Lord made breakfast for her husband. Ah but does the Sacred Bi know Ezra's favorite food.


Hurriedly he threw everything into the worry that rolled in his mind, Risa rubbed her distended stomach feeling her stomach ringing. She may have forgotten the health of her baby.


The woman then went into the bathroom, choosing to clean her body first.


“Sorry yes Risa did not help Mamah,” he said approaching the mother who was washing dishes.


“Gak papa, you have breakfast gih,” her mother's word.


“Jerry equals Jerom?”


“Udah earlier before leaving school,”


“Ma later I want to go out for a while huh?” mutilate.


“Where to Sa,” asked his mother gently.


“You to hospital!” risa said a little reluctantly.


“Mamah anterin ya.”


Risa looked at her mama in panic, then turned her brain to look for an excuse.


“Gak papa ma, let in anterin Mang Dadang aja yes. Risa briefly ko, want to see the sick people,” she assures Maya's mother.


“Not want in anter?”


“After aja,”


“OK, if there is any phone Mamah!” her word.


“Iya,”


***


“Mang Dadang, it's been a long time yes I'm not in the anter like this anymore,” said Risa reminisced when she saw the car she used to wear.


Risa kept quiet, smiling faintly as the driver reminded her back to Ezra.


“Eneng to hospital to check yes?” ask Mang Dadang.


“No mang, just want nengokin temen!” Risa bit her lips slowly, cursing at her tongue which began to smoothly lie.


He recalled the room that had been visited, Risa only knew her name. The plan is if the receptionist does not tell you where the woman's room is located, then she should be ready.


But fortunately he was told, claiming to be the woman's friend.


Finally he succeeded, and now that Risa was facing off again with Ratih's mother, he wanted to hear a story that was as clear as it was. If Ezra can't explain anything, then he will find out for himself.


“Me and her father Elsha divorced, Elsha could not accept that she fell into promiscuity. That's where they met, I used to feel like I was the worst mom at the time. Lost contact with my only child, then we meet again. She's been a lot better, and that's because your husband is Risa,”


It was like feeling the sadness of Mrs Ratih, as a mother Risa listened to all the stories that Mrs Ratih told.


“Me and this child need Ezra bu,” Risa rubbed her belly dear.


The mother knelt down before him, though Risa prevented him from paying her heed.


“I don't ask you to let go of Risa, as a mother I only demand what my daughter should get from your husband, if your husband ever helped my son. So this time he must complete his obligations.”


Risa's tears have been spilled, which wife can divide her husband.


“Until Elsha wakes up, I beg you very much. Only Ezra can make my daughter come back!”


***


Risa left the hospital with a gamang, and that was until when. Until his son is born and can run around, he must fight for attention with the woman.


But his heart had settled, he could not leave without being crushed. It was so painful sharing a breech wasn't easy, for him. But he will survive, because that is all he can do at the moment.


Farewell is not the solution of life's problems, it will not condemn the person who chooses separation. But as a child who had felt how the days of life without a mother or father, when it was in the house of his grandmother.


Risa is very aware of how important the family itself means, her child should not feel lonely.


The next night Risa's phone rang, she saw her husband's name on the phone screen. Menimang would pick up his phone or not, but longing gnawed at his heart.


“Hallo, you're good,” how many weeks he didn't hear that heavy hoarse voice, why it felt so long.


“I'm good, our baby is too,”tutur Risa the sound that she let out was a bit unsteady.


“Thank God, I miss you,” said that masculine voice.


Risa smiled, imagining those sharp eyes every time she said difficult things to Ezra. Including that word.


“How is he?”


Either he or the man understands who he is.


“Yesterday he just finished surgery, there are complications!”


“I'm not papa Za,” said Risa calming, the man must be tense.


“Don't think about Risa's many things, just take care of our baby.”


If her husband had called her nameless, she would have been in a serious state.


“I know.”


“Sa, wait for me yes!”


He said firmly, yes he was told to go and he would wait. He will not lose, before war.


The phone eventually disconnects, and Risa drifts into dreamland.