The Incomplete Love
I Love You Forever …

In the morning in Melbourne, Qiara prepared breakfast for herself. An omelet and a glass of orange juice.

Yesterday he met a midwife to check the contents. Her pregnancy entered the age of 10 weeks, in the pouch of pregnancy now appears the figure of a fetus. The sound of a beating heart like a war drum made Netra Qiara warm up.

“Healthy You Yes, Son. Buna can't wait to see you.”

The midwife who examined him was a middle-aged Australian woman who was very friendly and considerate. He was surprised to hear Qiara was living alone and had just settled in Melbourne.

Midwife Carol, is Stephanie and Mark's childhood friend. The kind-hearted midwife gave her personal phone number if Qiara needed anything pregnancy-related. Carol's husband died when she was four months pregnant, so Carol understood the weight of being pregnant without a husband.

“You must be strong for your baby. Call me if you need anything. Even if you just need a friend to chat.”

Qiara was moved by the words of Midwife Carol. That's how Qiara, wherever he is, he will always get affection from the people around him.

Qiara devoured an omelet. This afternoon he will meet with clients to submit the results of the plans for the hotel they are building. Marianne was very satisfied with Qiara's work. He believes his client will be satisfied.

In the afternoon, Mario and Julia meet at Jeremy's cafe. Mario said he would submit a Compensation and Benefit offer letter. Qiara hopes her income is sufficient for living expenses as well as savings for the needs of her baby.

Qiara washed the cookware and dishes, then tidied up her apartment. He most dislikes a messy place to live.

At seven in the morning, the bus arrived at nine. Qiara opened the laptop and was immersed in the creative preoccupation for a boutique belonging to Stephanie's friend. They met at Jeremy's cafe.

A message came in from Reza's lawyer.

Good morning, Ms. Qiara, next week is the first hearing for divorce. As per the rules, the mother must be present, but the mother gets relief. Just through video call.

Frowning, Qiara replied:

Fine, Sir.

Qiara sighed, meaning that if Thoriq next week were to appear at the trial, they would meet face to face for the first time after a long time. Although only through video calls, but Qiara must strengthen his heart.

It is undeniable how much he harbors a very longing. Although she does not know how Thoriq feels about her after the presence of a fetus in Hanna's body.

Qiara stood up then walked towards the mirror. Her pregnancy went to ten weeks. He had bought looser clothes because his stomach was beginning to bulge.

“Next week maybe we'll see Aya. Forgive Buna who kept you away from Aya, believe this is the best, although difficult.”

He glanced at the clock, it was almost half-nine. The release of a laptop, wearing sneakers, then he went out of the apartment to find a fortune.

***

Thoriq had hired a lawyer who was a friend of Fauzan's. She plans to refuse the divorce and beg Qiara to return to her.

The man began to tidy up his appearance, hoping to meet Qiara at her divorce hearing.

Like flipping a palm, the spirit of meeting Qiara made all of her messy work settle down in an instant. His superiors praised him again, hoping that whatever personal problems Thoriq faced, did not affect his performance.

The days of Thoriq are now passed lightly. If normally the couple is reluctant to wait for the day of the divorce trial, another case with Thoriq, he counts the day, waiting for the arrival of the divorce trial. The day he could see Qiara again.

Thoriq did not inform Hanna of his trial. She was sure that Hanna would act so that her husband would not be present at the trial.

***

Days passed, until the day of the trial. Thoriq and Qiara in a place thousands of kilometers apart were both nervous.

Qiara made a video call at Melanie's house. So he hoped his existence could be hidden.

At nine in the morning Thoriq was already in front of the courtroom. I can't wait for Qiara to arrive. He could no longer endure the longing.

Until the courtroom door opened, he did not find his wife. The seat beside lawyer Qiara was empty. Thoriq was disappointed.

The assembly opened a hearing, asking the lawyer to present the applicant.

Mr. Reza, a senior lawyer connected his laptop to a screen that was directly connected to Qiara.

Thoriq's eyes stared unblinkingly at the figure that was missed by day night.

“Qia!” The man exclaimed and nearly burst onto the screen if not detained by his lawyer. This was the first time he had seen Qiara after such a long separation.

Qiara tried hard to hold back the tears from spilling. He missed Thoriq, too.

“Assalamualaykum, good morning your majesty the Assembly of Judges, Mas Thoriq, and the lawyers. I apologise for something and other things not being able to appear in person at the trial. But I hope through this video call, does not reduce my seriousness to ... to part from my husband Thoriq Aditya.”

Thoriq continued to stare at Qiara, his eyes warmed. Qiara looked refreshed, her cheeks reddish, looking more chubby than the last time they were together. His carriage remained calm with his soft voice.

“Applied lawyer, does anyone want to convey?” Ask the judge to Lingga, a lawyer on Thoriq's side.

“Her honorable judge, let me say hello to my wife,” please Thoriq before Lingga had time to answer the judge's question.

The chief judge nodded.

“Qia, whatnews? You're okay, right?” Thoriq's voice trembled holding back love and longing to burst.

“Alhamdulillah Qia well, Mas. Sorry Qia left without saying goodbye,” Qiara replied while holding back tears from spilling. He longed for the voice of Thoriq, a voice that always greeted him with affection.

“Mas understands, Mas apologise Qia. Please go home.”

“Sorry, I will continue the application representing Ms. Qiara,” interrupted Reza hearing the last application of Thoriq.

The judge nodded and asked for the hearing to continue.

Lawyer Qiara filed for divorce while lawyer Thoriq requested mediation.

Reza replied straightforwardly,” There is nothing to talk about anymore from the applicant side. In the next hearing we will provide evidence on the cause of the petition for divorce.”

Thoriq's body almost collapsed hearing the lawyer's words.

“Qia, give Mas a chance to fix everything,” he replied directly to Qiara.

The judge ordered Thoriq to keep the order of the trial.

Behind the camera, Qiara was struck by anxiety. The love for her husband is still so great but she is unable to share her happiness with Hanna.

“From us the applicant is enough, Your Excellency the Judge Assembly.”

The judge then closed the hearing and asked all parties to prepare for the next hearing.

“Qia, Mas regretted everything. Go back to Mas. Or allow Mas to meet you.”

The judge again warned Thoriq.

“Qia says yes, Mas. Take care of yourself. Assalamualaykum.”

Reza immediately disconnected the video call. Gegas Thoriq approached his wife's lawyer to ask for information about Qiara.

“Sorry sir, I am just running a trust from Bu Qiara, there is nothing else I can convey. See you at the next hearing.”

Thoriq tried to hold Reza back until the riots broke out. The phallus immediately pulled Thoriq away.

“You can be reported to the police, sir. You want that?”

Thoriq freed himself from Lingga to pursue Reza who had been protected by a bodyguard.

“I have the right to talk to my wife! I'll sue you for hiding Qiara!”

***

Days passed, until they arrived at the next trial.

“Mas today where? Temenin Hanna yuk, again bored.”

“Mas busy today, weekend aja yes.” Thoriq was well dressed to go to the trial.

“The boss now, invited to go weekend,” sulking Hanna while wrestling to the shoulder of Thoriq who is making coffee.

“Mas can't, sorry Hanna.”

“Mas evil, ih,” while continuing to pretend to sulk. With a sly hand Hanna leads to her husband's heirloom.

“Hanna, stop! Can't be late.” Thoriq caught Hanna's mischievous hand. Suddenly he felt nauseous. Thoriq immediately broke free from Hanna and ran to the bathroom to remove the entrails.

With disdain Hanna glanced at the bathroom, Thoriq repeatedly vomited up the entrails. Hanna sat in front of the TV and watched her favorite show.

When he finished, Thoriq went outside. His body was a bit trembling. Thoriq has experienced something similar several times. Even during lunch at the office often he ran to the toilet to remove the stomach contents.

“So how, Mas? Later we have lunch together, yuk,” Hanna said seeing Thoriq out of the bathroom to his room to change his shirt.

Nimblely Hanna came in and locked Thoriq's room, throwing away the original key.

“Hanna what the fuck? I want to change clothes. Then to the office.”

“Can't, Hanna again peeper. It's been days Mas cuekin Hanna.”

Hanna undid all her clothes and then plainly approached her husband.

Thoriq glanced at the clock on the wall, within two hours the trial would begin.

“Hanna, please, Mas there is an important meeting. Later tonight Mas promise.”

“Now,” whispered Hanna while opening Thoriq's shirt.

Thoriq finally gave up. Slowly put Hanna to bed and he gave a short romance to his wife.

Hanna sighed for all the touches Thoriq gave her, until she reached the peak of pleasure. When she was done, Thoriq ran to grab her clothes, looking for her room key, and then cleaned herself into the bathroom. Hanna was still lying in the room when Thoriq left for the trial.

The capital's traffic was unfriendly that morning. Thoriq was nearly thirty minutes late. Tens of times Lingga contacted him.

Thoriq hurriedly entered the courtroom. Judge reprimanded. Qiara was already hooked up on the video call staring at him with a wounded look. As an adult woman, surely Qiara could guess what made Thoriq late.

Thoriq cursed Hanna who was always between herself and Qiara. Although Thoriq did not want the romance this morning, but that was the only solution so that Hanna did not bother him.

The judge asked Qiara's lawyer to present evidence. Reza played the CCTV video footage. Then Reza showed me a picture of the visa from the hospital. Qiara who fainted with a bruised and swollen face. Then an illustration of the stomach area caused by being hit by the end of the table.

Thoriq cried, never expecting such a severe result of his actions.

“Im sorry Mas, Qiara,” he said many times.

Thoriq's lawyer said nothing but received valid evidence. And so does his client. Now Thoriq did not dare to look at Qiara's face on the screen.

Before the judge closed the hearing, Qiara asked for a chance to speak.

“Your Excellency Assembly Judge, Lawyer, Mas Thoriq. Let me say something here ..”

Qiara took a deep breath.

“Marriage is a long worship for husband and wife. Worship designed to bring happiness. My marriage and Mas Thoriq are no longer happy for me, especially Hanna is pregnant and certainly needs a lot of attention. Mas Thoriq married Hanna because of obligation, but I am sure from there eventually grew a painful love for me.”

Qiara took a pause, her eyes staring gently at the man who was still the owner of her heart.

“Mas, release Qiara, because Qia deserves to also feel happiness again. Be happy, be the best husband and father you ever aspired to be. Before our bond breaks, this is the last time Qia prayed for Mas. May Mas always be in blessing, always healthy, and in the protection of Allah SWT. Forgive Qia ya Mas,” concluded Qiara while nodding as a thank you to the judges.

Although not in accordance with the order of the trial, but the head of the judges invited Thoriq to speak to his future ex-wife.

“Qiara Anjani, knowing you, marrying you is the best thing for Mas. You are true love, Mas, forever.”

Thoriq's voice faltered. Tears flowed down her cheeks, as well as on Qiara's cheeks.

“I'm sorry that Mas isn't a good husband to you. I wish we could still be together, but I believe our togetherness will only hurt you. I'd love to hug you, Qia, just for a little while for the last time. I want to bow down before you for hurting you. Mas sorry. I'm really sorry. I love you forever Qiara Anjani. Taking you off is the hardest thing to do. Take care of yourself, yes dear, Mas will always pray for happiness Qia.”

Tears Thoriq and Qiara stared at each other, looking for happiness.

***