The Heart that is Hurt
episode 270

Khumairah was still pacing around in her house, occasionally she looked up at the glass window to see if Zain had come home or not. He seemed restless waiting for the presence of the husband, because Zain was the only one he had in his life.

Sometimes he holds his lower abdomen which sometimes feels pain due to the soft kick of the fetus that moves so actively following the development of his age.

But because the fetus is experiencing a transverse position, making the janinya can not rotate to find its birth canal so as to make excessive pain that often makes Khumairah grimacing to withstand pain.

But all that He hid from Zain, because He saw that her husband was tired of working for a living and fulfilling his needs.

Zain drove his car happily, because the trade is selling well today. He plans to go home early tomorrow from trading to bring Khumairah USG wombnya to ensure the condition of Kumairah and the fetus is fine, because soon will be waiting for the birth of their baby.

He smiled all the way, and imagined the face of the wife who must have been impatient to welcome his return.

The intersection of his rented house is already visible, and he will turn to go to the intersection, the, but he saw a motorcycle carrying a folding mattress speeding up from the back and he abandoned his intention to turn giving the motorcycle a chance to pass.

And when the motorcycle passed by Zain then turned towards the intersection, then there was a very loud bang..

Buuuummm... Braaaac..

Zain had reached the end of the intersection, and when he turned to his left side, from a distance of 30 meters, it turned out that the motorcyclist collided with a truck that was speeding from the opposite direction.

The driver was bounced 7 meters away from the scene.

Zain, who did not want to deal with the police, immediately drove his car into the alley of his rented house, he did not want to be involved as a witness to the incident, because it would endanger himself.

Residents crowded around to see the incident and no one dared to help the motorcyclist who looked badly injured.

The truck driver was unable to escape because the residents had prevented him.

Not long after, the police came to check the scene of the crime, then lifted the motorcyclist who looked unconscious because of a very hard impact on his head.

After evacuating the victim, the police made a sketch of the image on the position where the victim bounced and his motorcycle vehicle was dragged.

Then they arrested the truck driver who is now a witness and also designated as a suspect.

The police took the victim to the hospital, and after checking his identity, it turned out that the victim was an Intel who was investigating a case about a search list of people who escaped from prison some time ago.

"The victim of a unit from the City police, we should report to his unit to come immediately" said an investigator to his subordinates.

Then they contacted the City police and informed if any of their members had an accident while on duty.

While Ity, Zain who had been smiling happily, suddenly felt very scared. He made sure if the accident scene will be a lot of police.

Khumairah who saw the flashlight of his jam car arrived at the rented house was happy. Instantly the pain in his lower abdomen no longer felt when he saw the presence of the pujaan his heart had tjba at home.

He quickly closed his house, closed the window curtains and hugged Khumairah to relieve his nervousness.

Seeing the condition of her husband who looked different, Khumairah returned the embrace of the husband, trying to give a sense of comfort and trying to gently caress Zain's back to make her husband feel calm.

Khumairah can feel the heartbeat of the husband who seems to beat fast with roaring thump. She did not understand what was happening to her husband, but she knew that he was not doing well.

Zain is like having a phobia when he hears or sees police. When there are police near him, he will feel shivering and also scared.

Khumairah was still holding her husband, and when Zain felt he could control his heart slightly, he removed his indentation against Khumairah, then walked on the floor with a mat and fixed his feet.

Khumiarah went to the kitchen, brewed hot sweet tea and brought bread crackers and served it to her husband who looked very apprehensive.

"Drink, Mommy.. It might help to calm you down a little bit" Khumiarah said, She doesn't know what to do, because she doesn't know what's going on either, but she tries not to add to her husband's burden, although he currently felt an unspeakable pain in his lower part.

Zain grabbed the hot cup of tea, then sipped it, and it turned out that it helped to make him calmer a little more.

Khumairah approached her, then looked at her husband, and gave a gentle kiss approved by the Husband. He did it because Zain always gave it to him when he was feeling restless, and it also helped to calm him down a bit.

Zain stared into his wife's eyes, there was guilt in his life, for having to carry Khumairah in the circle of his past.

"Thank you, dear" he said softly, and he also did not want what was currently being experienced known by Khumairah. For even if He told him it was also free, for Khumairah would not understand it.

The night passed, Khumairah felt sleepy, then fell asleep in the arms of her husband. She felt she did not want to be far from her husband.

Zain enveloped Khumairah, he was not able to sleep because of the events that had just happened after Maghrib earlier.

Zain, who never smoked again, took a pack of cigarettes and smoked them so deeply. He wanted to get rid of his nervousness.

He overheard a chat with his rented house neighbors who said the victim of the collision was an Intel who was investigating a case about the other side of the DPO (List Paencarian Persons) who fled when some last year, a public institution was burned down by an incident by inmates.

Hearing the neighbor's chat, making Zain again nervous, and his hands as if he held the cigarette he sucked until he fell to the floor and touched the back of his footprints.

Zain stepped on the cigarette butts to death, then approached their folding mattress, dwn lying behind Khumairah who slept on his side because it was very difficult to sleep on his back.

Zain hugged his wife, and tried to close his eyes, seeking peace.

His most comfortable feeling right now is Khumiarah, he only has the strength when with the woman.

For him now Khumairah is the reinforcement and spirit of his life, which he must be able to get through everything, even though doubts are still in his heart.