The Fading Love
Karina's Husband

"Aska" I woke up to the sound of crying moans from my son, instead of my son being laid on the same papa, but why is my son even here with me, where is Zidan. I was looking around for Zidan but didn't find him anywhere, if he was in the bathroom.

"Ma-mah" Aska's face was puffy, my son must have cried a lot all day, wanted me to carry but I'm not that strong, not to mention my hands are infused.

"Where are you son" Aska shook her head, my son's snot has gone everywhere because Aska rubbed it.

"o Allah, here son" I cleaned my son's face that was completely messed up, went to Zidan and left his son just like that, did he buy food, did Aska eat, God! I just remembered it.

"Aska's been eating papah son?" to wrinkle my forehead when the ring I get. It's late, and my son hasn't eaten anything.

"Don't eat the same papah, son?" I'm still trying to think well, there's no way Zidan would just ignore his son, Zidan would have been buying food for them.

"Wouldn't want to be cheated on, son?" Aska.

"the father went mah same evil nene, Aska told papah temenin mamah. Papah said there is a lot of work"

"Astaghfirullah, Zidan.." I really didn't think about what Zidan was doing, he left me who was sick just because of important work. Do I not matter to Zidan, do I really mean nothing to Zidan, even Zidan steadfastly left Aska empty stomach, Abaghfirullah.

The button at the head of my bed, I pulled, not long after a nurse came.

"Sir, I want to go home tonight, I ask you to please take care of my return"

"Sorry mother, but the condition of the mother is not stable, two more days you also have to do a biopsy examination, so that we know what tumor is lodged in the head of the mother "I shook my head

"ma'am, my son is starving, my son hasn't eaten anything since noon, there's no one I can ask for help to bring him to eat, I have to go home" I saw the nurse look at Aska, her head so soft.

"You want to eat with Kaka?" the nurse spoke so softly, Aska shook her head.

"Sir, let me take the child to eat in the hospital canteen" Aska increasingly shook his head

"No way, Aska does not want, Aska wants to be equally mamah! Aska don't want to be aunty, don't want to!" The little man who was getting more and more like his papa was hugging my stomach despite the difficulties.

"Aska wants to be the same mom"

"sir, my son does not want to. May I ask for a meal for my son" the nurse who looked so young nodded without hesitation, perhaps feeling sorry for me and Aska, too, the woman who had just been sentenced to have a brain tumor lay weakly on the sick bed, while the husband went somewhere.

"thank you, ma'am"

....

"Alhamdulillah" I said after helping Aska drink. My son just finished his dinner last night with the nurse who was looking after me. Aska yawned while rubbing her eyes.

"mamah Aska sleepy" I really could not bear to ask my son to sleep on the sofa, although the size of the sofa was quite large for his small body, but still I was not willing.

"here to sleep next to mamah" Aska stretched her hand out asking in a cradle, even though I was having trouble, I still tried to lift my child's body into the bed.

"Aska sleep yes son" Without waiting again, Aska immediately closed her eyes, I just rubbed my son's head, usually Ask to read the story of the Prophet or his favorite Islamic story, he said, but for today he does not whine as if my son also understands the difficulties of his mother.

I wanted to call Zidan, but my phone was left at home. Where the man had not come to see me so late, I was really disappointed with Zidan, how could he leave me alone in this state of pain, it seemed like every word of love he said to me was just a falsity, there was no love for me from him, the attention he directed at me as if it were a falsity, or his love for me had faded, not like before. If it is true, what is the cause of the loss of taste in Zidan's heart, what I guess is true, Zidan has another love besides me.

.....

Once in the morning I had felt the nausea that was so torturous, the breakfast that I had eaten was now forced to go all out. Aska was terrified as I vomited many times in the bathroom. I don't know what's wrong with me, it feels like all my stomach contents are forced to vomit right.

"Good no papa son" Today I'm going home, I can't continue to be in the hospital, my son, Aska so not taken care of, while my husband never once came to visit.

My infusion has been released, the administration has been paid in full, Okeh Zidan. With limp feet I tried to stand on the wall.

"We go home, son, Aska must be bored in the hospital" Aska Nodded while wiping her tears with her arms, her snot was everywhere.

....

Aska ran into the house after I opened the door, I thought Zidan was at home in fact there was no one, where Zidan really was.

I walked weakly towards the second floor, before entering my own room, I saw Aska first in her room.

"Aska shower, son, mama masakin Aska later"

"iya mah" cried Aska

I rushed to find my phone that was somewhere, I couldn't wait to contact Zidan who went somewhere. Even if no message came from him, when I made the call, Zidan rejected it completely.

"Busy is it, Zi?" I looked up at the ceiling, my eyes suddenly heating up.

"I'm hungry, I have to cook something for him" I don't want to dissolve in sadness, I immediately go down to the ground floor to make something.

"there's nothing to cook, I have to shop first" I muttered to myself, the ingredients in my refrigerator were incomplete, so I decided to shop with Aska, all while entertaining myself as well.

....

"you want eskrim"

"Aska asks you to help me get ya son" I was choosing all sorts of kitchen spices to my grocery trolley. Everything was all gone, so I had to buy a lot for supplies.

"Dad" I turned to the source of the voice, behind me was Karina who was also shopping. I smiled back at his smile.

"heh Karina, Lo shopping too" Karina nodded

"Lo himself?"

"both are my own children, Lo?"

"gue with my husband and my son" Karina seems to live well, her husband even accompanied her shopping, unlike me, when it hurt my husband went somewhere.

"Mom" The screams of the girls.

"That's my daughter Nesha with her papa" Karina stepped over to her husband and child, I turned to wonder who the man who married Karina was.