The Injured
Deepest Sadness

Each of the Echa children has its own privileges and disadvantages. Echa will not force her children to be what she wants them to be. Instead, she freed her three children to choose what they liked. Their age has now reached two years. They're getting more active and whatever they've always wanted to try. Including the trampoline in a mall.

Echa and Radit invite their three daughters to enjoy the weekend just by touring the mall. Not without reason, Radit is a lot of work and can not invite them to spend time outside the City for quality time .

"Aleesa, no yes. Later tight again," prevent Echa.

"Tata Sa, dak or atit Agi."

(Sa's brother won't be sick anymore)

Radit felt sorry for Aleesa. The child who should be free to play this and that, was restrained because of an illness that he suffered.

"Let it go first, the important thing is not to take long." Echa nodded.

Echa's lips curled up perfectly to see the funny behavior of her three children. However, his heart ached when Aleesa could only see his two brothers jumping up and down. He also wanted to, but he felt a tightness in his chest after several jumps.

"Sa's brother, play the other one, yeah." Echa tried to persuade Aleesa. Fortunately Aleesa wanted to.

Echa took Aleesa to a coloring place. Aleesa looked over the finished picture colored by the other children.

"Pubu, your Tata Sa" he points to the pony.

Echa took it in with pleasure and took Aleesa to sit in her place.

"As for Brother Sa what color you want," said Echa.

A pony is a doll owned by her brother. So, Aleesa did not need to be confused to color it. His little hands continued to apply oil paint into the picture. The paint looks very neat and also beautiful. Aleesa is very good at grading colors. Echa has never taught it.

Aleesa was engrossed in his paintings and his two other children were engrossed in whatever game they tried. After getting tired, Aleeya invited Radit to eat.

"Take Brother Sa and Bubu first, yes."

They approached Echa and Aleesa. Radit's eyes widened and was almost in disbelief when he saw Aleesa's coloring results that were very similar to the original.

"That's great" praised Radit.

"Oneta tata Na" Aleena said.

(Donka Sister Na)

A wide smile was engraved on Aleesa's face. After bringing the painting they ate where their three children wanted.

"Milk, atit."

Echa's heart was slashed like a sharp knife, if Aleesa had complained of pain. Echa immediately grabbed Aleesa and gently rubbed Aleesa's chest. Every stroke of his hand was always a prayer. Heal my daughter.

Aleena and Aleeya started to feel the same pain. If, Aleesa felt pain as if their bodies were frozen. Not allowed to do anything before Aleesa got better.

"Eating, yeah. It's gonna be cold."

The two Radit children only glanced at their food, their focus on Aleesa.

"Tata Sa" call Aleeya.

Aleesa tried to smile amid the tightness that was afflicting her.

"Tata Na Dak au mam before Tata Sa mam" Aleena said.

Aleesa tried to get up from his position even though his chest still felt tight. For the sake of his brother and sister he was willing to endure the pain. At such a small age it could already endure his pain. What if Aleesa grows up?

"Sa's sister, if you're still sick don't force it, son." Aleesa.

Echa stared at Radit with a sad look. Radit's hand held Echa's hand very tightly. Like saying that everything will be fine.

When they finished eating, they decided to go home. Aleesa's condition was already in more pain.

"Sister Na, may Brother Sa sit with Bubu. Brother Sa is-"

"Boyeh Ma'am."

The sweetest smile on Echa's lips. His first child was amazing.

Arriving home, Echa immediately brings Aleesa's body to the room. Find a cure for Aleesa and give it to her.

"Sa Settlement Board?" The question that came out of Aeleya's mouth.

(When Brother Sa is healed)

"Well, son. May Brother Sa recover quickly."

The two sons of Radit became children of understanding. Not feeling jealous when her parents paid more attention to Aleesa. They knew that Aleesa was sick unlike those who were healthy. After his three children fell asleep, Radit laid his body beside the wife who would close his eyes.

"I have to fly to Singapore." Radit speech is able to make Echa's eyes that have been sleeping open again.

"How many days?"

"A Week at most."

Only a rough sigh escaped from Echa's mouth. He began to sit down and lean on the head of the bed.

"Can't it be shortened again?" A question full of confusion.

Radit hugged his wife's body and kissed Echa's head in love.

"If all my work is done . I'll be home soon."

"I can't take care of Aleesa myself" said Echa.

Radit's heart was sliced to hear Echa's words. He hugged his wife's body.

"This time cannot be represented, dear." Echa was still unmoved, she didn't answer anything.

"Dear." Echa broke her embrace and laid her body against Radit.

Echa doesn't want to understand Radit. However, the absence of Radit would definitely make him even more difficult to take care of Aleesa.

Radit let out a rough sigh, for now he could do nothing. He was well aware of what Echa was feeling. Taking care of three children at once with one of their children who is sick must be very difficult.

The next morning, Radit sighed roughly the three wives were no longer in bed when he woke up. His clothes were ready on the bed. Radit washes his face and then exits the room looking for his wife. She was sunbathing with her three children in front of a small flower garden. It is clear that the face is not spirit Echa for today.

Radit returned to the room because he had to take a shower and leave for the office. This morning Radit's face looks cloudy because the sun does not decorate his morning. Echa wasn't there at breakfast. She was bathing her three children.

"Well, tomorrow to next week please take care of Echa and the kids."

Rion who was just about to feed her food into her mouth had to put it down again.

"Where are you going?"

"Radit has to go to Singapore. There's work there."

"Is that what kept Echa quiet earlier?"

Only a rough sigh could be heard. Rion looked pityfully at the son-in-law.

"Echa really needs you" said Rion.

"Radit knows, but this can't be represented, Dad."

The dilemma is what Radit is feeling. His gaze was fixed on his three children who had run towards the dining table.

"Where are you going, son?" ask Radit.

"Praise."

Radit got up from his seat and headed for the room. He wanted to ask his wife for understanding.

"Dear."

Echa who had just finished taking a bath only turned a glance. Then continue his activities that are wearing clothes.

Radit hugged his wife from behind. However, Echa quickly let go.

"Darling, how should I?" moaning Radit.

Echa did not answer, she had put a wet towel and wanted to get out of the room. However, Radit was able to block him.

"Tell me, honey. What am I supposed to do?"

"I'm fragile."

Echa's body was thrown to the floor. Cry broke.

Pov Echa.

My ears suddenly went deaf to the words of one of the doctors who treated my three daughters when they had a fever. One of my children had a disease that almost took my life as a child. Arrhythmia, a disease I've been suffering from since I was a baby.

The doctor kept talking, but my eyes were on one of the children in the hospital gurney. Aleesa Addhitama, he's the one with the same disease as me.

"Why should you suffer like Bubu?"

That's what I'm muttering in my heart. Don't ask me how I feel. Crushed, sick and sad to be one. I want to take Aleesa's place. However, I realize I still have Aleena and Aleeya who still need me.

"Honey, please let it go. This is fate."

That's the word that came out of my husband's mouth. Lying, if he doesn't feel the same way. It's just, he's better at keeping everything. Covering his sadness with the bland laughter he always showed.

The first day when my three children were sick, my body felt numb. There was nothing I could feel but tightness in my chest. Every time I looked at Aleesa, my body was pierced by a pointed dagger. Especially when he says, "Mubu, atit."

My tears just came out when I heard that. My heart hurts so much. I could only gently rub Aleesa's chest with a heart that kept praying for God to lift Aleesa's disease.

The word sincerely was indeed thrown from my lips. In fact, I have not been able to accept Aleesa's pain. I'm not ready to see Aleesa like I used to. I really am not ready.

There will never be a mother who is willing to see her daughter sentenced to be sick by a doctor. So did I. I am fragile, I am weak when it comes to my three children.

Without anyone knowing, every night after my husband and my three children went to sleep. I cried alone in the bathroom. Evaporates fatigue and sadness that spread in the heart.

"Lord, I really can't."

That's the only thing I say every night. Tired when I see my kids happy no problem. However, I saw clearly Aleesa who was in pain making my heart sliced.

"It's tetali, Mom."

Oh my God, I can't cry. I have to be strong and strong. That's encouragement to myself. There are times when I want to give up because I am already really weak. My husband always supported me. Always give good direction so I can face everything.

My weariness and sadness are lessened, if my husband comes. He always gives me positive energy. Seeing her smile made my heart feel calm. The burden I carry feels lost. Moreover, he transformed into a standby husband.

The whisper of love and the gentle touch of her hand made me feel at ease. Protected if with him. Just like my children will continue to stick to Raditya's body.

"Don't be sad, baby. I will always be there for you. We take care of them together."

The words that made me open my eyes and my heart. I who have just been given a trial like this have complained a lot. What about the people who were given more trials than me?

I am grateful to have a life partner like Raditya Addhitama. A man who is perfect in my eyes and always understands me inside and out.

Bad news is coming to me. My husband said that he would leave Singapore tomorrow because there was work to be done there. My confidence began to disappear. My fear began to come. Aleesa, that's what makes me tick.

Not long ago, Aleesa's disease recurred frequently. I was so afraid that I would have to face Aleesa's pain alone. Seeing him feel the tightness of my body was already shaking violently. Moreover, this, my husband said that he would be gone for the next week. Am I up to it?

I'm not selfish, I'm just pessimistic. Fear dominates my heart now. Moreover, looking at Aleesa who was grimacing in pain. I know, my family's helping me shoulder to shoulder. However, I am more comfortable and calm if my own husband is beside me.

PoV End's.

Radit hugs Echa's broken body. He couldn't bear to see Echa like this. Moreover, this was the first time for her to see Echa so fragile.

"Darling, I'm just for a second. If, Papih or Brother and Brother there I will not go, too" he explained.

"I promise I'll be back soon. I don't want to leave you either. Let alone leaving you alone to take care of our three children."

This time Radit only realized that his wife was not really strong to face the reality. Her acting was too perfect that she could not figure out the lie that Echa was doing. Moreover, his face was filled with fatigue.

"I'll ask Mamah to stay in this house. Sleep with you and our three children. So that Mamah can help you take care of the triplets," he said.

Anything Radit would do for his wife and son. It was a deep sadness to know that Aleesa was suffering from Arrhythmia.