THE MOUNTAINEER'S STRUGGLE
Eps. 30

Honey is not always sweet. Sometimes there is also honey that tastes sour and bitter. So is life. There is no perfect happiness. If you look at the situation, of course, happiness should be Ayu the owner.

The abundance of materials and all the facilities that are obtained is the dream of everyone.

A year of marriage passes without a meaningful exam. Everything feels so beautiful to be alive in heaven.

That afternoon when the sun with its luminaries showed its power. Shining brightly without the slightest cloud cover.

With a limped step and being swept away by Judis, Ayu walked slowly. His eyes were covered with black cloth. According to him, even though he felt as if he was a convict who would be led to the execution site.

I saw all the family members who were laughing. The young couple was always jealous. There are hardly any fights during the household life. They really became idols.

"Surprise." Judis opened Ayu's blindfold shortly after reaching the courtyard of the house.

A red car was parked in front of him. Complete with tape. Is this for him? A very expensive object becomes an offering from the husband on the number one on the wedding day. Today it has been a year since Judis and Ayu were married.

"Car? This for Ayu? Don't joke, brother. Why should a car? Dinner or a watch is enough. It's too fancy for Ayu" Ayu replied.

His face was not as beautiful as he had imagined. Judis was a little disappointed. If only another woman. Must have pranced and laughed out loud. Koprol. It's even asking why. Judis scratching doesn't itch.

"It's just a little gift, honey. Do not refuse this is not just for a lifestyle. You need this to go anywhere. Agus can not always deliver. He also has to help Papa. That's why you need this."

Judas was astonished by his wife. Why always refuse luxury facilities. While out there, many people who justify all means to get. This is even reluctant.

Ayu is always simple. Still more comfortable wearing clothes made by Mom than a subscription boutique. Not wrong, but if you can live decent with branded goods, so why? Either old-fashioned or stupid. Anxious Judis was made.

"Well prefer to use public transportation. You can interact more with people. If you use a private vehicle, it will be individualistic. Feel the most, brother. Ayu really likes being able to tell. Chatting with a lot of people in public transport."

"Inal amalu bi niyatin, it all depends on the intention. If the intention is straight, then the car can be a useful facility not only for the owner as well as for people around. Especially in the village. Not many people have cars, then. Can help people to just facilitate mobilization to the city. Not always negative, dear."

"But .... Ayu can't drive it. How's it?"

"Sister will teach. Ok! Wages are not expensive, really. Stay here with me forever. Don't move even if you're tired. Don't leave even if it hurts. Walk side by side in the storm. Ok!"

Ayu smiled. It's always that death's seduction that makes him melt and lose. May not only beautiful words, but beautiful in real to the close of age.

*****

Ayu looked at the nilar-in-law. So engrossed in playing and joking with Gendis, the son of Utari. The little girl could make a big smile on her old face. If the boy had been the son of Ayu and Yudhishthira. Of course the smile will be more radiated.

Ayu's eyes condensed. Can't imagine life like Mak Inah. All ages are always alone without children on the sides. A million lies can be Mak Inah semai. Laugh and smile in public. However, crying and wailing alone when no one is accompanying.

Life without the fruit of love is a torment. How many treasures are also unhappy. The sound of crying and laughter of the little one is the perfecter of happiness.

"Dis, are you delaying having a baby? Papa wants to hold the grandson back soon." It was still pinta the in-laws last night.

The pleasure of food that is being chewed becomes tasteless. Ayu swallowed reluctantly. It felt like the food was stuck in the throat. Drag. A glass of water in the gulp. Still feel the pain.

"We're not delaying, Pah, it's only been a year that we've been married. Ayu is busy in college. I was busy with my thesis too. Take it easy, after completing the thesis papa will immediately fondle the grandson. Judis loves the Lima twins, doesn't she, Ayu?" The doctor's hand held Ayu tightly.

Ayu just nodded. He answered the Lima twins. One also had no signs of appearing. The two twins also imagined the difficulty of these Five twins.

"Would you check the health condition of your womb? It's just to prevent things you don't want, Dis."

"Ready, Papa. Just chill. We want to honeymoon first. In shay Allah immediately gave a grandson to papa."

Judis tried as normally as possible. There was a wound in his heart. There was a question when the wife was not also a sign would contain. However, it did not want to burden Ayu. Judis did not want Ayu to blame herself.

"We're just enjoying our courtship, Pah. Don't want to be disturbed by the sound of a boy's cry, yeah, right, honey." Judis squeezes Ayu's hand. Requesting approval.

Ayu smiled forcefully. Lara's heart. Sickness on the lips is forcefully pulled. Reluctant to make men who justify a year ago become anxious.

"Yes, Dis. Papa wants to hold a grandson. Alright. It's up to you," said Om Wijaya resigned.

"Casual, Pah, later also we immediately give gifts of grandchildren to papa."

The conversation ended that night. But not for Ayu. Her father-in-law's wish is a time bomb ready to explode at any time. Will shake the peace of his household.

If only papa Judis had known. If it is I who most expect the fruit of love. Every day Gendis, Utari's son was with her. It ignites deep emotion and sadness. Ayu keep everything tight in the bottom of the heart. Lara herself.

*****

Ayu tidied up the clothes of Yudishthira. Today her husband had to go to Surabaya. A week to go out of town. The words of the in-laws always burden Ayu. There is still hope as soon as weave the grandchildren.

"Should you leave with your sad face? Tell me what stole the smile on your face, baby."

Ayu stopped his activities. Sitting on a king size bed. Looking blankly ahead. Judas sat next to him.

"Why don't we comply with Papa's wishes. We check the health of the body. Come on, KB, brother. But, Ayu's signs will fill it feels far away. Ayu is afraid if later fate like Mak Inah. Throughout life can not have offspring," he said with grief.

Judis took a deep breath. His heart had the same fear. But, hiding behind the status as a man who must be strong to support his weak-hearted wife. Judis looked strong on the outside though fragile on the inside.

"We've only been married for a year, don't be so scared. Maybe God wants us to date long ago without the distraction of the little whining. Later you will care for the tiny baby and forget the big baby. Come on, don't take it that way. Later if my thesis is finished we think about it. Smile, baby. I don't want to think when I'm away from you remembering your sadness."

"Sister promise. We'll do the test after the thesis is over?"

"Yes, Honey. Whatever the outcome will be we face together. If later for life must be without a baby is also okay. You see Mak Inah and Pak Agus can also be happy and together until old age. Everyone is destined to be a child, but not everyone is destined to be a parent. Whether you have it or not is a test."

"In the Lord, Ayu is ready, brother. Qadarullah is the best." Ayu smiled even though she had to. I did not want Judis to leave thinking about her situation.

******

It was late afternoon when a taxi was stuck in traffic. A loud voice sounded. Judis remained silent. Lazy to interfere in people's affairs. Most people fight because of each other on the streets.

"Women get puncture, please there's no medics here. Let me give you first aid. Critical patient" shouted someone ahead.

Yudis. Run quickly. Approaching the source of the sound that is not so far from the taxi in the overlap.

A woman of Ayu's age was covered in blood. A knife slammed into his back. Looks helpless.

"Don't unplug the knife, this is evidence that police can also block blood flow. I'm doctor. Please help me get into the taxi I was riding. He should get medical attention immediately."

Some people helped put the woman in a taxi. The car drove to the nearest hospital.

Yudis called the nearest hospital to be able to do a quick treatment. The car that came in was immediately welcomed by several medics. Without asking this, it all moved quickly. Judis was one of the interns here, back when she was in college. So you can easily have access. He is still in this hospital.

Judis is drowning. Worried about the fate of the woman. Thumping awaits the fate of the miserable woman.

An old man who was together to explain who the woman was.

Risma. The beautiful woman was a victim of domestic violence. Her husband is drunk and loves to torture. Jealousy is also very rude. Always hit if there's nothing bad in the heart.

"Pity him, doctor sir. Always in torment but still survive. I don't know what the reason is. Though we have often heard the quarrels and wounds caused by the torture of her husband," said the old man.

Cih, love. What is the underlying reason for silence and silence? Love is guarding not hurting. Protecting is not torture. Even more so without the presence of the fruit of love. It's stupid Risma. Surviving the one who gives hurt is not the silly love of his name.

"So, the patient is past a critical period. Alhamdulillahot. Thank you for bringing the patient immediately. If it is too late a little chance the patient will pass," doctor Husna approached and smiled. Happy one more life can be saved.

Judis breathed a sigh of relief. If Risma's life passes then all the knowledge gained during this time will feel useless. Judis always blames himself if a patient dies in front of him.

******

Ayu started to get nervous. Her husband was a few hours late. Should have been home a long time ago.

God, please take care of him. I don't know why it's so late. What if something unwanted happens. His phone can't be called either. Where are you now, brother Yudhishthira.

"The heart, my sweet heart. I'm kangen, huh?"

A hand wrapped around the waist. Judas hugged his wife from behind. The kiss on the head followed Ayu's surprise.

"Wa'alaikum hail, Alhamdulillah. Finally my sister came home. Ayu is worried brother. Fear of anything happening," Ayu replied turning her body.

Ayu's eyes seemed to jump from the base. Blood splattered on the husband's shirt. Ayu crying. Hugged Judis with fear.

"Oh, kok cry. Why, Honey?"

"Silver got hurt but still said fine. It's blood everywhere. Ayu felt her husband's body even kegelian.

"It's not my blood, it's the blood of the KDRT patient I found on the street. Thank God I'm okay."

Ayu took a peek at every inch of the tired-faced man in front of her. From head to toe. Looking for a speck of wound. Unaccounted. A smile of relief was drawn on her sweet face.

"Alhamdulillah, Ayu is terrified, Brother. Afraid sister why-why. Good if healthy and not one less." Ayu's face looked relieved.

"A week doesn't feel like a long time. I miss you so, my sweet heart. Every day the phone calls. Always want time to go fast. Do you miss me too, honey?"

"I Miss you too," Ayu blushed.

They finally embrace. It's good there's no baby yet. Their feelings and attention, still intact without being divided. Dating after halal is so much fun.

*****

Yudistira intensely examined Risma, the patient of her husband's stabbing victim. His body is still limp too. Face pale. Some of the infusion pumpkins and blood have been used up. No one was waiting for him.

According to reports, his family lives far away in the city of Jember, east Java. I don't know what reasons make him reluctant to tell the incident that befell the family.

Risma looked at Yudhishthira. The man who was faint in deft memory gave first aid as his life was at the tip of the horn. If only the man had not arrived in time, perhaps his body would have been lying in the graveyard.

The handsome, friendly and painstaking young doctor treated all the patients. So gentle and generous a smile to anyone she meets.

A different figure with Angga her husband. Always rude and heartbreaking. Angga a man who is so loved that he gives a sacred meaning, before the accident occurs. Burying the future when it comes to getting married before graduating High School. I don't know why I love that rude and jealous man so much.

"Alhamdulillah, it's fine. At least a week has been able to go home," said Judis after checking.

How happy to have such a gentle husband. There was a strange swish that perched in the recesses of the soul. That handsome face had troubled his tired heart with the word love. I don't know why I have to dream again. Though the hope of love has been buried with torment.

Judis passed away after finishing examining all the patients in the room. Risma's eyes did not blink stalking. Although the figure of Judis disappeared in the wall of the hospital.

"Happy to be the wife of the physician Yudhishthira. A handsome and gentle man. If I hadn't had a wife I'd be in the room." A nurse whispered to her friend.

"Who doesn't want to, I also want to say, ah dear already belongs to people. Sttt, not yet done. Let's go to jasmine's room." replied the other.

Turns out to be married. It's okay, doctor. I would if I made it second. The heart of Risma.

...Who's Risma? The figure that I will make the next CB figure....

...Curious. Look forward to the front part yes,😊✨...