The Incomplete Love
I'm Lifting You

The next day Qiara went home. It was early in the morning because I didn't want to see Thoriq. Although he is sure, the man who is still enthroned in the heart will still focus on taking care of his young wife.

After asking Ms. RT for the key, Qiara walked into her house. His heart throbbed as he walked into the living room. The shadow of Thoriq slapped and pushed him with the look of hateful eyes flashed.

Qiara continued her steps to the room looking for a missed e-hape as the neighbors instantly transported her without bringing her a e-mail.

Battery's out. Qiara charged up while picking up the suitcases. Once the hape can be turned on it goes into the messaging app.

No messages came from Thoriq. Not even to ask for news.

“You didn't keep your promise. Forgive me if I can't keep my promise. In your heart there is no me,” muttered Qiara full of regrets.

Qiara turned on the desktop at her desk. He opened the CCTV HOME MONITORING application that he installed because he was chosen to be an influencer of the product.

The choice of the date yesterday and the hour upon the arrival of Hanna and Thoriq.

“Alhamdulillah all recorded well.” Qiara wiped away the tears as she looked at the footage of Hanna showing a photo of her fetal USG. His hands pressed against his chest, enduring the back-burning heartache.

With trembling hands Qiara saved the footage of the incident to her hape and then also sent it to a personal email. After that he made copies on some USB.

Slowly, he moved to put all his clothes in the suitcases. There were only a few clothes he left behind. The clothes that Thoriq gave her.

After that, he opened the file storage cabinet. Pick up the marriage book to hand over to the lawyer who will take care of her divorce.

Qiara opened the marriage book. How happy the two of them were when Thoriq had not decided to marry Hanna. Whatever the reason, Thoriq has broken the sacred promises and dreams they knit together.

“It looks like just got here our soul mate, Mas.”

After locking the suitcase, he put the laptop in his briefcase. Then he sat down at the desk writing a letter to Thoriq. She hoped her husband still had the awareness to come to this house. Otherwise, Qiara's determination was strong enough to separate from her husband. He also sent CCTV footage to Dhanu and Marianne.

After she finished, Qiara took a shower, changed her clothes and prepared. He's going to Angela, Marianne's sister. The flight is still at 18 p.m. All were prepared in case Thoriq looked for him.

“I think he still wants to keep me. Mas Thoriq hates me now,” inner Qiara miris.

While waiting for the arrival of an online taxi he went around his house.

His heart was pulsing again. He made the bed. Pillows, bolsters, and blankets as usual. He remembered the love that was often done in this room and in the bathroom.

Thoriq who adored him so much and himself who loved Thoriq with all his heart. The nights when she woke up and looked at her husband's handsome face. Then Thoriq woke up, they stared at each other with love.

“Qia will remember how much you have always been considerate and gentle to me, Mas,” he said as he closed the room door.

He stepped onto the dining table. Put a letter and USB on the table.

“Hopefully you don't get me wrong again, Mas.”

Again Qiara recalled the times they prepared breakfast, lunch, dinner. There are times when they work at this desk if the project is piling up. Qiara smiled over the fond memories of this place.

Then kitchen. Kitchen is nicely arranged. White and young wood. The dishwasher faces towards the front garden. Qiara recalled, Thoriq used to bother her when she was doing the dishes. Her husband hugged from behind, touching sensitive areas until the work that should have been done five minutes later was completed hours later.

And lastly, the family room. A large sofa comfortably became where Thoriq and Qiara unwinded before going to bed after returning home from work. While watching a favorite TV show, exchanging stories, sometimes they both fall asleep hugging the TV is still on.

I heard a horn coming from the front of the house. The online taxi that will take him away from this house forever has come.

Qiara closed the curtains turning on the outside lights and walked out of the house. Before closing the front door he saw his house for the last time.

“Goodbye,” he said grudgingly leaving unravelled dreams and incomplete love.

***

Thoriq was relieved. He pushed Hanna's wheelchair towards the car.

“You're all right, honey?” Thoriq asked worriedly.

Hanna nodded. His heart was satisfied, his plan was successful. Since last night he had not seen Thoriq contact Qiara.

Today Thoriq took a leave of absence to accompany her in the apartment. Hanna said she was still in shock with yesterday's incident.

Thoriq was completely inexhaustible as to why Qiara could be that much. Jealousy can make people brutal. Once Hanna is safe, maybe tomorrow she will meet Qiara. He would have Qiara apologize to Hanna.

At the apartment, Thoriq helps Hanna break into bed.

“Mas, Hanna pep,” her door spoiled.

Thoriq smile. “Doctors said take a day off this week. But if others can.” Hanna snorted, her acting made Thoriq obey all the doctors' advice, including not touching her.

Voraciously Thoriq****** Hanna's lips, playing her finger in his wife's sensitive areas. Ever since she was pregnant, Hanna has been sexier.

After kissing, Hanna leaned her head against Thoriq's shoulder.

“Mas, how good we must be with Mbak Qia. She didn't accept Hanna.”'s pregnancy

“If he still wants to be the same Mas, yes have to accept. If not, it is better to separate. Mas do not want to risk him exploding and then hurt you and the child Mas.”

Hanna silently smiled.

“Mas today is not going anywhere right? Meet Miss Qia sometime. It's not important. The obvious fetus in Hanna's stomach is safe.”

“Tomorrow kayaks. I don't want to drag on. Mas will ask her attitude.”

“Sorry Hanna, Hanna shouldn't be there.”

Thoriq cupped his hands on Hanna's tiny face.

“Mas is proud that you first came to apologize and open a relationship with Qiara. I apologize for not being able to educate Qiara.”

Thoriq kissed Hanna's lips many times.

“Udah don't have to think about Qiara. What matters is that your mom should be healthy. Debay needs to be healthy. Papa will always take care of you both.”

“Makasi Papa,” replied Hanna with a small child voice that almost made Thoriq out of control.

***

At dusk on the same day, in a plane, a two-bodied woman stared out the window.

“Goodbye Mas Thoriq, may you be happy. I hope this is the last leg I cry for you, there's a baby I have to keep here.” With tears in her eyes, Qiara bid farewell to the stranded love and hope.

Qiara stared out until the plane took off. His hands occasionally stroked his stomach.

“We'll fight both, darling. Help Abun to always be strong, yes.”

***