
"I know my attitude has made you so hurt, Ra. Sorry," said Rangga lirih. Approaching Vara who was looking at him with tears soaking her cheeks. Bringing the helpless body back into his arms. But beyond his expectations, Vara no longer rebelled in his arms. Seeing Vara who was silent made Rangga repeatedly landed a kiss on Vara's forehead while saying an apology.
"You better get out of here, Mas" said Vara in Rangga's arms.
Loosening his arms, Rangga lifted Vara's chin so that he could more freely see his wife's face, "I know my mistake is very difficult for you to forgive. But can I ever again apologize to you? Forgive me," Rangga unceasingly apologized. His cold and stern attitude seemed to disappear somewhere.
Fero could only sigh, would Vara be that easy to forgive her husband's mistake this time.
"I beg you to get out of here, Mom. I was tired, so tired of all the tests that kept coming at me. Forgive me for not being a good wife and being proud of you. Maybe Audi is right, if I never deserve to be with you, look for happiness that can make you proud and happy to get a better wife than me" said Vara who had sobbed.
"What are you talking about, Ra!" rangga protest. His heart even seemed to be broken when he remembered the shadow of Vara who was making out with Fero for almost a month.
"You'd better get out of here, Mom. I don't want to force someone to stay by my side while the slightest bit of trust and love is not there for me," wiped away her tears. Vara quickly moved her feet towards the room.
Rangga, who was intending to stop Vara's steps, immediately abandoned his intentions when he saw Fero's eye gesture. The two men who were almost as tall looked at each other coldly, "You better get out of here! I've reminded you that once again you hurt Vara I'll snatch it from your side!" said flat Fero.
Rangga's hands clenched, his face flushed with anger in his chest. Without answering Fero's words, Rangga immediately stepped out of the apartment. According to him at this time it was better for Vara to calm his mind first. Remembering Vara who is pregnant and should not be too much thought. Rangga decided to go home to his apartment to win his mind. Right now his mind was completely troubled by Fero's words that indirectly wanted to snatch Vara's heart from him.
***
Vara blinked from her sleep, her head feeling heavy when she managed to open both eyelids perfectly. Due to being too tired to cry last night, Vara finally fell asleep. Spreading her gaze to every corner of the room, Vara found no one but herself. Why did he suddenly think back to Rangga and hope that Rangga was nearby now.
Vara shook her head, it can't be so whiny. Poor child in the womb, he had already felt pregnant without a husband. And now Vara must also be able to contain without Rangga again at his side. According to him now the most important thing is the condition of the child in the womb is fine. He did not even want to think too much about his own hurt feelings. Let Rangga now ask his own heart, whether his name is written there is just a sense of responsibility for the mother of his children.
Vara remembers if today is the schedule to check the condition of the content. Vara hurried down from the top of the bed to the bathroom to clean her body. It's still dark. The sun still seemed timid to show its light.
Out of the room, Vara walks towards the kitchen to see the activities of the waiter Fero assigned to help himself while in the apartment, "Is there anything Vara can help, Mom?" vara asked when she saw the middle-aged woman slicing vegetables.
"No need, Miss. Sit down Miss, you'll be angry if you find out Miss helped me here again."
"Who isn't here?" asked Fero who was suddenly behind Vara.
"Agh, Fe-fero. You're here? Tumben was here early in the morning?" vara asked her forehead deeply.
"I haven't even been home since last night from here" Fero said. Take the available glass on the dining table and pour water into it.
"You staying here?"
"Yes, I want to make sure my bidadar is okay" Fero chuckled. In his heart he was really worried about Vara's condition.
"You're overdoing it, I'm fine."
"Good, sorry today I can't accompany you to the gynaecology. Today I have to attend an important meeting in the company that I can't afford to postpone and I can't attend" Fero said.
"No problem, I can do it myself. You don't have to worry so, Fer!" Vara chuckled, "I'm not a child anymore, even before I've been in this position. The position where I only control the content without the assistance of a husband, agh it is. I'll help Ms. Ranti prepare food for you," Vara saw that Bu Ranti's cooking had begun to boil, it turned out that Bu Ranti was so agile at work. They can cook two dishes at the same time.
"Don't be too tired, I went to Aidan and Yura's room first. Looks like they haven't woken up from their sleep yet" Fero moved on. Leaving Vara who started cleaning some kitchen utensils that had already been used.
***
Vara looked at the mothers around her, only she herself was not accompanied by her husband. The husbands of the women who were around him seemed so enthusiastic to see the condition of their children who were still in the stomach of his wife. Vara sighed, her eyes starting to stagnate. As hard as he held back, he was still just a woman who was too easily carried away by the atmosphere and feelings.
What do you expect, Ra? Why do you still wish Mas Rangga was here. It used to be like this without him and you're fine. Why must it be so whiny now? Perhaps it has been a self-destination never felt his name pregnant accompanied by a husband. I must be strong! Nadia is right, I can't be weak like this. For the child in my womb.
Vara closed her eyes, not feeling her tears dripping without her asking. He felt his eyes begin to heat up. One more queue number his name will be called. Vara looked back at the stifling sight when she saw the pregnant mother like herself coming out of the examination room with a happy look with the husband who was beside her stroking the belly of the distended woman. Instantly Vara gasped from his daydream when he felt his heavy hand stroking his stomach softly.