The Grief of the Two Red Lines
Unintentionality

🔊 Hello. This is the first story I wrote. There are still many shortcomings. Please understand, yes. Hopefully the author can continue to develop better and easier to understand writing. The novel is a Backflow (Flashback Novel). Thanks😊

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The sound of alarm in the middle of the silence forced Zaira's eyelids open. Seeing the small clock shows at 5 am makes it immediately extinguish the sound of an alarm.

He turned around and looked at the sleeping man next to him. Doesn't move even if the alarm sounds in the ear.

Ah. He must be exhausted from having to stay up late due to his work. Think Zaira.

She stroked her husband's cheeks that felt a bit rough because of the fine fur around his jaw that made him look firm and authoritative.

"Honey, get up." he said in a soft voice. Zaira knew her husband well. Will not be able to wake him with just a soft speech and treatment.

She slightly shook the body of her husband who only wore a shirt without arms to show a little hard curves. 

"Wake up baby, he says he wants to jog"

"Hmm.." His eyes now began to open slightly. His index finger was pointing in front of his face. Showing the number one.

Zaira understood the meaning. "Yes already. I woke up in an hour, yeah." she said as she got out of bed to start cooking.

He started his activities as usual. Actually, there is a housekeeper at home. But for cooking business, he did not give it to Mbok Inah. Because according to her, she had to pamper her husband's tongue with her own cooking. Because her husband loved her cooking.

An hour passed. Zaira headed to the room to wake her husband. But her husband was not in bed. However, there was a sound of water in the bathroom.

The bathroom door was open. Her husband came out wearing only a towel from his waist to show athletic body shape.

"Well, how do you get up?"

"Yes dear. Andre told me this morning my client wanted to file a lawsuit directly with the court. Can't take it anymore he said" he replied while wearing his shirt.

Zaira frowned. "Divorce duty? Why?"

"I haven't told you, have I? His wife was not pregnant for 3 years. He said he really wanted to have children. And yes, I think that's just the reason. Got an affair, it's rich." Said Brian who suddenly stopped combing his hair and looked at his silent wife looking down.

Brian felt like he had said something that offended his wife. "Ah dear. forgive me." Brian approached his wife. "I didn't mean to..."

"It's okay baby" Zaira said with a smile. "Come, hurry. The fried rice will be cold. I made it your favorite special to let the spirit of today." She said, pulling her husband's arm.

But Brian held back and hugged his wife.

"I'm really sorry, honey. For God's sake I don't mean anything."

"It's okay, Bian. I know how.." Zaira said as she returned her husband's embrace.

Zaira has been married to Brian for 7 years. But all that time they have not been blessed with children. Brian repeatedly told his wife that he had no problem at all. Because of his feelings for the sincere Zaira. Remembering it is not easy he pursues the love of Zaira who repeatedly falls awake to pin her name on Zaira's heart.

For him, Zaira being with him alone was more than enough. Although it is undeniable in his little heart wants a baby.

Zaira realized that. She knew her husband was very happy with the children. Although his lips repeatedly said no problem, but Zaira could see the eyes of Brian who wanted the child's figure present in their lives.

Zaira once asked for permission to adopt a child. But Brian refused and said if there were no children, they would not need to adopt. But if Zaira really wants a child, Brian gives the Baby tube option. Because Briyan wants a child to be the result of his flesh and blood.

An hour later, they were ready to go to work.

"Honey. You are riding in your own car today. You see, I was in such a hurry" said Brian shortly after chugging his water and peeping his wife's forehead.

"Yes. Be careful of you" said Zaira, staring at her husband until his figure disappeared.

Presumably Brian's spontaneity speech was imprinted in his heart. Sad and happy to fight. Sad because it was so hard to get a child. Happy because until this moment her husband has not changed to her. But terbesit in his mind, what if Brian left it just like the case that is being faced by her husband? Ah.. Zaira couldn't even imagine it. He scrunched his head.

"Why Non? Non Ira sick?" Ask Mbok Inah suddenly.

"Oh, No Mbok. Its alright. Hm.. Mbok, I. want to ask you something. Can you?" Zaira felt like hearing the opinions of others about this sadness.

"Please Non, just ask.."

Actually he was a bit doubtful. But because Mbok Inah was already with him even dr he was single, he asked.

"Bok, if I suddenly can't have children, how about you, Mbok?"

"Walah Non. can't say that. God is just delaying. Not having to be patient and trying." Said Mbok Inah who was rather surprised to hear Zaira's statement. "Non, I'm sorry Mbok nanya. Hasn't Non ever checked fertility?"

Zaira shook her head slowly. Many advised her to have a fertility check with her husband. But Zaira was very afraid that the doctor would sentence her infertile and make her more depressed.

"Non, isn't Non Hani a gynecologist?" Ask Mbok Inah again. Hani is his best friend. Actually he often consulted with Hani but Hani was reluctant to comment a lot because Zaira himself did not want to check fertility.

Zaira nodded. "Thank You Mbok. I'm getting ready first". He immediately went to his room and prepared.

*****

Zaira is in her office. He was sitting on a dark black wheeled chair. Closing his eyes while weighing something. On his desk was a sign bearing his name. Zaira Bastany, FIHA, SP.BTKV.

Yes, Zaira is a Thorax & Cardiovascular surgeon or usually people call it a heart surgeon. Zaira is known to be great by her friends and patients. He has never lost the life of his patients. All the patients he treated were always successful. Therefore, Zaira received many surgical requests and the Head of the hospital often gave a big appreciation to Zaira.

In about 30 minutes Zaira will have surgery. Earlier in the car, he called his best friend, Hani, to come to his room.

Tok.shock.

The door opened without warning from Zaira. Hani sat in front of his desk.

"What news, right?" Ask Hani kepo. Rarely was Hani on the phone and told to come. Usually, Hani himself who comes when he is resting or there is no patient.

"Han.. You think I should have a fertility check, don't you?"

Hani threw out her breath violently. He imagined maybe millions of sentences had come out of his mouth to suggest his best friend this fertility test.

"Ra, how many times should I tell you. This is important and it should be. Let's know what the barrier is. And after all yes, last year, the most cases of infertility in men, even. So don't be afraid." Hani.

"Seriously? I was afraid that I was infertile and even Bian was disappointed with me. He always says God delays and waits at the right time." Reveal Zaira for her sadness. During this time he only consulted ways to get pregnant quickly and consume foods that nourish the womb.

"Ra, later after the check, I'll help you in the future how. If you just ask questions about the position of*** and food to get pregnant quickly, it's not enough" Hani told Zaira repeatedly until Hani was sure Zaira memorized the sentences that came out of her mouth now.

"Yes, I'm waiting to hear from you. I have an appointment with the patient." Hani said as she moved from her seat. "Remember, there's an operation. Don't worry, it will even be wrong to cut. Hahahaa" Hani joked as she went out and closed the door and made Zaira frown.

In the afternoon ...

Zaira was resting still wearing her doctor's suit. From this patient alternated to meet him also the existence of an impromptu operation.

She took her phone and called her husband.

"Yes dear.." Brian's distinctive heavy voice across the phone as soon as he picked up.

"You're busy, man?"

"Udah is almost done. Have you eaten? Want to eat together?" Ask Brian for attention.

"Yes can. There's something I want to talk to you about."

"What's that?"

"Let me know. We go home first, change clothes and go together" Zaira explained to her husband. After weighing up, he decided to take a fertility test with Brian.

The Night at a Restaurant

Food is available on the table. Looks like it's ready for dinner. Without babibu Brian who had been holding hunger immediately ate beef steak in front of him. Zaira who saw her husband starving smiled and slowly ate her Chicken Steak.

"Mas.." call Zaira to start a conversation.

"Yes dear" Brian lyrics at a glance and focus again on his food.

Zaira put down her knife and fork. "How about tomorrow we check fertility. So that we know what the cause is and we program again from the obstetrician"

Brian stopped his activities and looked at his wife.

"Darling, have you been thinking about what I said this morning all day?"

"It's not so, Mom. I think we do need a fertility check and..."

"Darling I'm sorry.." Brian cut out Zaira's sentence. "I'm really sorry" he said, clasping his wife's hand.

"Yes, I told you I'm not papa. I just. I want to have a child". Zaira said as her hand returned to her husband's grasp. "Would you, would you?"

"I'm afraid you'll be depressed about the outcome later. I don't want you to get stressed out."

"No, I promise." Zaira assured Brian. "You want?"

Brian nodded. "Yes. Whatever makes you calm, baby. But whatever the outcome, you need to know that I'm still in love with you and it won't affect how I feel."

Zaira's smile expanded and tightly grasped her husband's hand. "Thank you dear.."  Zaira felt a little relieved, also happy to hear the sincere words coming out of her husband's mouth. How lucky she is to be a very lucky wife...

*****

This morning Zaira had made an appointment with Hani. He came with Brian to run a series of tests this morning.

"Hello, Brother Brian" Hani said to Brian who was sitting in front of him with Zaira.

"We go straight to yuk. Ra, you come with me. Brother Brian's coming with Iwan". Hani said while pointing at the male nurse standing behind them.

"Please, sir, come with me" said Iwan politely

Brian followed the nurse.

After Brian left, Zaira opened her voice. " Han, remember yes, whatever the result you can't tell Bian mas."

Hani scrunched his forehead. "Loh, why?"

"Just don't" Zaira said, pointing X at her hand.

"What if the result turns out to be infertile Brian?" Ask hani.

"What if I'm barren?" Ask Zaira back.

"I'm sure Brian accepts you. Moreover, he's dead love with you. You know me, from a long time ago he was chasing you half dead" said Hani rather chuckling. "Hm?" Ask her again while raising her chin and eyebrows.

"I accept him as he is. Just like he's been accepting me."

"Well, I hope you're both okay. Yuk start". They began one after another a series of tests to see the fertility levels of both.

A Few Days Later...

Tok.dok..

The door opened immediately. Hani came in with a file.

Zaira who was writing paused for a moment. "Oh, are you out?"

Hani nodded and handed over his file for Zaira to see.

"Zw.." Hani held back the hand of Zaira who was opening her file. "I just want to say, whatever decision you make, I'm in full support."

Hearing Hani's words, Zaira knew that something was wrong with the result. But with an airy heart, he tried sincerely whatever the result. After all, if Zaira or Brian are infertile, they will stay together. For the past few days, both Zaira and Brian have been steadying their hearts.

Zaira stared at the sheets of paper she was holding. His eyes are getting wet. He swallowed. Hani stroked his shoulder slowly. He knew exactly what his friend felt.

Directly Zaira's tears spilled. He was crying really. Hiccups because there is a feeling of sadness. It turns out he's not that strong.

Hani immediately hugged Zaira who was sobbing.

Whatever the outcome, didn't they promise to stay together?

Seriate....

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