The Incomplete Love
Wounds on the Grief

“Daddy!”

“Devan ..”

Thoriq and Liam help Devan who is slumped on both knees. They put him in the waiting chair. Liam stretched out the drink he received with trembling hands.

“Qiara .. Qiara ..” Racau men with desperate eyes.

Thoriq and Liam are ready to receive the worst news.

“Qiara made it through the cesarean section, only that our baby was still critical and had to enter the incubator. My mother ... my mother did not survive.” Devan covered his face with both hands.

“Innaalillaahi wa innaailayhi rooji’un. I'm so sorry, Devan.”

Devan cried until his shoulders shook. Liam looked at his father with worry. He never saw his father cry.

“Thoriq, Liam and I have to see my father. Will you .. will you wait for Qiara. I was scared when I realized he was alone.” Devan desperately pleaded with Thoriq.

“Go, I'll report any developments. Devan, Liam, my deepest condolences. I'm so sorry.”

Devan took Liam, his steps were heavy.

Thoriq sat back in the waiting chair, after checking Kala's condition through Stephanie. Mel and Mark head to the hospital to wait for Qiara and her baby.

Before long, Thoriq saw Qiara above the gurney being pushed outside. His face looked weak and worried.

“Qia ..” Thoriq greet gently.

“Mas, child Qia?”

“Child Qia again in the incubator, strong Qia yes in order to be able to cepet nemenin.”

Tears flowed from the corner of Qiara's eyes. Thoriq wanted to embrace the woman who was still enthroned in his heart.

“Devan where, Mas?”

“Ssshhh, don't talk too much first yes, Qia. Try to sleep to recover your surgery wounds.” Qiara nodded, his eyes closed, he was still under the influence of drugs.

Qiara arrived at the best treatment room in the hospital. Melanie and Mark arrive shortly after Qiara falls asleep again. After making sure Qiara slept well, Thoriq called Kala and Aira.

“Aya .. Where is Bunanya Kala?” His son looked like he had just cried.

“Buna tired of giving birth baby adek.”

“Any baby is born? Guys right?”

Thoriq shook his head, just now he forgot to ask the gender of Qiara and Devan's children. He is more focused on his ex-wife. Thoriq massaged his forehead as Kala was still waiting for an answer.

“Let's call Daddy, yes. Kala and Aira have eaten?”

“Udah, Aya. Aira was invited to eat at Uncle Jeremy.” restaurant

“Say thank you to Uncle Jeremy. Can I talk to Stephanie?”

“Yes, Thoriq, how’s Qiara?” Stephanie looks worried.

“She’s still sleeping post caesarian surgery. The baby's in the incubator. But everything is stable according to Devan. Can we talk without Kala and Aira hearing?”

Stephanie nodded and moved the room.

“Step, can I leave Kala and Aira longer? Devan had to return because ... because his mother died.”

“Jeez, Dian. Dian Poor. I've only known her since Devan married Qiara. She's a very nice woman. May he be calm there.”

“Aamiin. Devan asked me to look after Qiara, I know it's awkward for her because I'm Qiara's ex-husband. But he's really confused. The baby was born prematurely and is now in an incubator. His wife is still not fully aware after the operation, his mother has just died, Liam is still depressed. Devan load is very heavy.”

“Good, Kala and Aira can stay here.as long as needed. Their stuff is already in my apartment. There's Jeremy and Shaline also who took care of.”

“Thank you, thank you so much.”

“I’m doing it for Qiara. Not for you.” Suddenly Steph turned cranky.

Thoriq understood Stephanie's feelings for him, he was grateful when he could not keep, many loved Qiara.

“I understand, thank you ..” Thoriq said from the deepest heart.

Thoriq returned to Qiara's room. Mark came out to find out about the baby Qiara and Mark. Thoriq pulled out a chair and sat down beside Qiara's bed.

Mel watched silently how Thoriq never gave up his eyes on his ex-wife. Occasionally fix Qiara's blanket that is still sleeping soundly.

“Devan, Devan, ..” Call Qiara softly in her sleep.

“Sssh, Qia, bobo again yes ..”

“Running ... don't take Liam,” Qiara keeps delirious. Hands moving.

Mel tried to calm Qiara down.

“Honey, dear, don't move much, just go to sleep dear,” whispered Mel attentively.

After Qiara calmed down a bit, she went back to sleep.

Thoriq tidied up the slightly messy blanket.

Mark returned with a big smile.

“I saw the baby. It’s a girl and so beautiful. She’s still so tiny though. Not allowed take any picture.”

“I wanna see. Thoriq, do you want to see Qiara’s baby?”

Thoriq listened to the conversation about baby Qiara and Devan with a heavy heart.

“Better I'm here waiting for Qiara. Devan left it to me.”

Stephanie then undoes her intentions and sits down next to her husband.

“I haven't told Marianne,” Marianne whispered to Mark.

The middle-aged woman hooked up, “Poor Qiara ..”

Thoriq was well aware that all of Qiara's misfortune began with her marriage to Hanna. Needing to honor the Creator, Thoriq decided to pray.

“Mel, I pray first, yes.” Thoriq then entered the bathroom for ablution. Fresh water soaks the skin as if giving it new energy. After taking the prayer equipment from his backpack, the man began his worship to the Khalik.

She was having a degree when she heard the sound of Qiara delirious, “Mas Thoriq .. don't go.. Qia still loves Mas Thoriq.”

Thoriq was glued on top of his alphabet. If Qiara was still his wife, then he would immediately lie next to her, say the word love all night, and say everything would be fine.

But now Qiara belongs to Devan. There was no place for him and Thoriq had no intention of destroying the couple's happiness.

Thoriq stood up and decided to perform the sunnah prayer, asking the Most Merciful to give him the strength to bury his feelings for Qiara because all this time, he had never been able to.

***

Qiara opened her eyes. The pain in his lower abdomen woke him up.

“Devan ..”

Devan who was sleeping on the chair right beside Qiara woke up.

“Sayang .. how to wake up?”

“My stomach hurts. Devan, our baby?”

“Cantics.”

“Female?”

Devan nodded with excitement.

“Because of premature, baby is in the incubator. Tomorrow if you can walk, we can see.”

Qiara cried out in tears. On the operating table he was drugged completely because of bleeding so he did not know the baby was safe or not.

He was still half-conscious when moved to the room even though his condition was considered stable. Even Qiara felt the dream of Thoriq waiting for him.

Gratitude filled his heart. The baby is expected to be born safe even faster than it should be. He is determined to recover soon so that he can be with his newborn daughter.

“My stomach hurts, Dev.”

Devan pulls up his wife's hospital gown. Checking carefully, he asked for an USG tool to be placed there.

“All safe, in shaa Allah. The stitches hurt, huh? I'll have the painkillers given again by infusion.”

Qiara smiled looking at her husband.

“Why? I'm handsome, huh?”

“Gruesome story ..Aduh!” Qiara chuckled before a second then complained.

“Don't laugh out loud first, dear. Your stitches still hurt. I call the nurse to give you medicine first.”

Devan went out as Qiara held his hand.

“Dev, How about Liam?”

“Nginep in the same hotel Thoriq. I asked Thoriq to stay in the penthouse but he didn't want to. Liam same with Daddy.”

“Sama Mommy too, right?”

Devan is speechless as he has not told Qiara that Jack and Dian died in this incident.

“Darling, you don't talk much just yet. I'm calling the nurse to give you some medicine. Then you sleep. It's still two in the morning.”

Not long after the nurse gave the medicine and Qiara fell asleep again. Devan clasped and kissed his wife's hand.

“Yes God, once again I almost lost Qiara. This time also my baby.”

Devan looked at Qiara's face with love.

“Sleep soundly, Honey, tomorrow we look at our child.”

***

“Devan, maa shaa Allah, our son. Hair slash. Gede yes to baby size seven months.”.

“Makasi, yes, Darling. His chin has me, his nose too. Her lips too, lhoo how are almost all my kayaks?” Devan chuckles at his wife who immediately cuts down.

Keep looking at her baby, Qiara asked, “When you know her sister?”

“Udah, keep him asking for his adek flipped to factory.”

Qiara endured laughter, her surgical wound still hurting if she moved too much, including sneezing and laughing.

“Maybe more otw. Oya, Thoriq and Aira come home tomorrow night.”

“Loh?” Qiara was surprised because of his plan that Thoriq would visit Kala for a week.

“Thoriq says there is impromptu work in villa.”

“Padala only yesterday they arrived, Kala is still kangen.”

“When we go to Indonesia. Oya, I sent a picture of our baby to Dhanu and Marianne. They are worried about you and debay.”

“Makasi. Dev, our baby's fine, right?”

“Alhamdulillah stable. In the womb, at the age of seven months the baby is still undergoing organ refinement. So in the incubator the baby will learn to adapt to his new environment.”

“How long in the incubator?”

“Depends on development, but usually in the premature birth age of 30-40 days. At this time the baby is still drinking formula milk, if your breast milk has come out, immediately given to the baby.”

Qiara nodded with excitement. Can't wait to breastfeed her little baby.

“Dev, mmm what name do we give you? You made a hundred choices like.” Qiara smiled as she unhappily looked at the beautiful baby inside the transparent box.

Devan looked at his daughter.

“If Abigail Dian Donavy, do you agree, dear?”

“Beautiful name. I agree because there is a name Mommy.”

“Bismillaah, in shaa Allah the name of our daughter Abigail Dian Donavy.”

“Kok Mommy and Daddy haven't seen ya, Dev. Even yesterday I saw Stephanie and Mark Nemenin Mas Thoriq. Is that a dream? Where are you too?”

Devan's raut turned soft. His wife should be notified immediately.

“We chat in yuk park, after all Abby's turnaround time is up.”

Devan pushed the wheelchair because Qiara was not yet strong enough to walk far. In the hospital garden gazebo, they chatted.

“Qia, there's sad news I have to tell you. Hope this doesn't make you depressed. You must be strong yes, dear.”

Qiara's eyes changed. His eyebrows are linked.

“Jack, died.”

“What?”

“Stella shoots Jack in front of Liam.”

Qiara closed her mouth, her eyes wide open. The memories with Jack flashed in his mind. In the past, it was Jack who always encouraged Qiara to be patient with Devan at the beginning of their meeting.

Jack was always there for the Donavy family. Even Jack used to work when Stella was Devan's wife. It's impossible to imagine how sad Jack's family is to know that Stella killed him.

“Then how? Leslie, his wife?”

“Leslie and children in heavy shock. Jack was buried yesterday.”

Scroll of tears dripped down Qiara's cheeks. Devan hugged and calmed his wife.

“That's why Mommy and Daddy haven't been here?”

Devan took a deep breath. Berat delivered the second sad news to Qiara.

“Mommy .. Mommy found Jack, and so Mommy had a heart attack. The doctor tried to save but was unsuccessful. Qia, Mommy left us all yesterday.”

“Innaalillaahi wa innaailayhi rooji’ .. Devan ..”

Qiara and Devan hugged each other and strengthened. Lost two very close people and they loved.

“I’m sorry Devan, I’m soo sorry. Because I was in your life, Mommy and Jack died.”

“Qia, please don’t say that. Like you said this is qadarullah. It's a tough and difficult moment for us.”

“Devan, how's Liam?”

“Liam is still traumatized. He's afraid to meet you and Kala. Liam still does not believe his mother could hurt others.”

“Where is Stella?” Qiara asked growled.

“I haven't met after he was arrested. But he is wanted in four countries. Three in Africa and one here.”

“What you feel is not love but obsession. Even he did not care about his son seeing the violence done. Dev, you need to go home. Liam needs you.”

“I don't want to leave you and Abby alone, Honey.”

“We'll be fine, in Shea Allah. I'll start learning the way further.”

Qiara smiled to calm Devan down. It is hard for Devan to divide himself between Qiara, Liam, and his father who are still devastated by Dian's death.

“Honey, I trully really love you. Thanks for understanding.”

Devan pressed his forehead against Qiara's forehead. His hand rubbed his wife's face. His heart was sliced at the stitch wound on Qiara's temple and the bruise on the cheek next to it.

“Antar me to the room then you go home, yes, accompany Liam and Daddy.”

Devan nodded then pushed Qiara's wheelchair towards his room.

***

After returning to guard Qiara, Thoriq took his children to the hotel. Devan offers a penthouse, but he knows the man is upset about the things that happened that day and he does not want to trouble Qiara's husband.

Thoriq stayed at the hotel he had booked. Kala and Aira went straight to sleep after cleaning themselves and changing clothes. Kala was fussy because she wanted to meet her mother. Finally he went to sleep after Thoriq read the story while patting his butt.

Seeing her two children sleeping Thoriq was happy. If anything less was the presence of Qiara.

He remembered the sentence that came out of Qiara's lips in sleep.

“Is it true you still love the same Mas?” He murmured softly, his eyes looking far away.

The view of Melbourne that night was a little cloudy covering the stars and moon.

Thoriq repeatedly sighed, lamenting the fate that separated him from Qiara. His naivety marries Hanna until the second he is unfair to Qiara.

So happy was her marriage before Hanna. Although there is Aira as a result of his relationship with Hanna, but he cannot accept and forgive the bad things that his second ex-wife.

Thoriq plays a wedding ring with Qiara worn as her necklace pendant. Not a single bit of sense towards Qiara was reduced.

“Qiara can no longer love me, she already belongs to Devan. Qiara has to throw away her feelings for me.”

With a sad look at the ring that once bound their love. There was the name Qiara Anjani engraved on the inside.

“You are well here yes, my dear. He will leave soon. Like this ring, the name Qia will always be in the heart of Mas.”

***

Stella wakes up after surgery to remove a bullet lodged in her chest. He wanted to move his hand when he realized there were handcuffs blocking his movement.

A nurse came in.

“Where am I?”

“Medix Hospital, Melbourne,” answers are short. He examined the suture and infusion wounds and then without saying anything immediately came out of the room.

“I want to meet a lawyer! You hear that? Devan Donavy dumped me in Africa for forced labor! This is all a misunderstanding!” Stella kept shouting.

Because of the pain, Stella holds the surgical wound that is still wet.

“Damn it! This wound will leave a mark and reduce the sincerity of my skin. Basic Qiara shithead!”

The door opened, Karel entered with a local police officer. Karel who usually wear field uniforms is now wrapped in a neat suit. Same with the officer beside him.

“Help me! He was the leader of a forced labor camp in Africa. Arrest him, human rights criminal!” Stella shouted at the police officer.

“Let's rest Mrs Stella, we've known Mr. Karel Karemby for a long time. He is the head of the intelligence agency in his country. I'm Detective Adam Hauser handling your case.”

“No, that's a lie! I'm employed as a cotton picker every day. His men even harassed me many times. Please trust me, Detective Adam.”

The two officers exchanged looks and laughed.

Detective Adam cleared his throat before starting to say, “Anyway .. Mrs Stella aka Jasmine Porter, your cotton field fairy tale will not help to reduce the demands. Wow, well, you're busy apparently. Let's see, the murder of James, the Gregg you just met, poisoned Brian's own husband then Jack, the man you once worked with. Not to mention identity falsification.”

Stella was pale, her hands were trembling.

“No! It was all just a misunderstanding. Devan made me do all that! He sent me to camp ..”

“Yes yes... keep saying that. Blaming people for your actions. Consider yourself a victim.”

“I am indeed a victim, believe me..” Stella turned her intonation into a clear voice.

Karel grunting.

“Already, you can not dodge anymore. The victims are the ones who died at your hands. Get ready to enjoy life behind bars in my country,”.

Adam added, “Don't worry, you can still be accompanied by your lawyer. If you can't afford it, there's a country lawyer who can help you.”

“I want to call Devan, he definitely understands that this is all a misunderstanding.”

“Ck ck, Mrs Stella, I admit your persistence. Do you think Mr. Devan is still willing to meet you? The other two deadlocks I have not read about are the abduction of his wife and child. Not to mention the violence you did in front of him.”

Adam frowned. He is the father of three sons. Even under no circumstances did he ever show any weapons in front of them.

“Liam is my son, how do I kidnap my own son.”

“Well, we'll listen to Liam's testimony then. Your son will talk in front of the judge about it.”

“Liam will defend me ..” Thought Stella sure.

“And Qiara, the woman who forced her to come ..”

“Stop Mistress, all your statements we can use in court.”

Adam sighed looking at the stubborn prisoner in front of him. While Karel smiled cynically, this one prisoner was indeed troublesome.

“Well, looks like we've made Mrs Stella tired. Let's leave, I'm tired of listening to his delusion.”

Stella looked at the two with a clear gaze that was usually powerful to conquer men.

But not this time. Adam and Karel left him. Stella tugged at her handcuffs and caused wounds here and there.

“Please, call Devan Donavy for me. He'll understand and get me out of here. Please ..”

***