The Regrets of the Child and Husband
PAS 43

Right at midnight, Aliyah suddenly woke up. He suddenly wanted to urinate, but Aliyah felt reluctant to glorify Amar. Moreover, Amar seemed to sleep very soundly. It had been a long time since he had seen Amar's face like this. But no matter how good Amar's attitude, has not been able to melt his heart which is still frozen at this time. The pain that Amar had inflicted really made his heart melt. Countless things.

Aliyah was agitated on her bed. He wriggled left and right while resisting the growing pressure from under his stomach.

This is what Aliyah hated. Why he had to have paralysis so he could not move freely. The condition of his feet makes him more insecure of himself. He who feels defeated away from Nafisa who looks perfect, so increasingly feel inferior to the state of his feet. The circumstances are in stark contrast to Nafisa whom Aliyah considers a woman who has managed to steal her husband's feelings.

Aliyah cried in silence. He was pounding his numb feet. He hates situations like this. He wanted to curse at his bad and miserable destiny, but he knew God would not give trials beyond the limits of his servant's ability. Aliyah is still an ordinary human. As thick as faith sometimes feel helpless and feel what he is experiencing is really unfair.

Feeling that the side next to her was a bit noisy, Amar opened his eyes. Since knowing the state of Aliyah is not okay to make Amar very easy to wake up even though it is a little movement.

Amar widened his eyes when he saw Aliyah flailing her legs while sobbing. The cry without a sound actually made Amar's chest tight. Even times like this Aliyah did not want her sadness at seeing others.

Amar sat down and caught Aliyah's hand to stop hitting her feet like that.

"Al, why? What was? why are you hitting your feet like that?" cecar Amar while staring at the soft net that was filled with clear glass.

Aliyah. He did not make any sound. Only her tears were unceasingly flowing. Amar's eyes glazed over when he saw the eyes full of sadness and destruction.

"Al, what's wrong with you? Talkin? I'm not a psychic or an indigo who can read your mind. Tell me why?" amar asked softly while gently rubbing the tears on Aliyah's cheek. But Aliyah tried to avoid Amar's touch. Amar's heart is sick. Does Aliyah hate her so much? If he could ask, Amar would like to go back in time. The times of his happy days and Aliyah. Then he will keep the love and loyalty that never hurt Aliyah. He would never do things that would hurt Aliyah. Truly, he regretted hurting the woman before him.

Aliyah remained silent. He grimaced, biting his lips. His hips moved uncomfortably making Amar draw the conclusion that Aliyah was trying to urinate.

"You want to go to the bathroom, hm? You want to pee or pup?"

Nothing came out of Aliyah's lips. Amar smiled, even just to ask for help Aliyah felt reluctant. It is better to endure pain than to ask for help.

Amar breathed a long breath. It's free to wait for Aliyah to ask for help because she'll never do anything. Amar immediately got out of bed and stood on the side of the bed where Aliyah was lying. Then without saying much, Amar immediately lifted Aliyah's thin body into her sling.

Aliyah squealed in shock. But Amar was indifferent and kept his feet moving towards the bathroom. Then Amar opened the lid of the closet and sat Aliyah on it. Afterwards, Amar helped Aliyah lower her pants.

Aliyah tried to stop Amar's movements, but Amar's sharp eyes made Aliyah tick to death.

"You want to do it yourself? Let's do! I want to see, can you do it yourself?" Amar showed a cynical smile. Without feeling Aliyah shed her tears again. He felt like he was the most useless human being. Even to urinate alone he could not do it alone.

Amar knew, Aliyah felt really disappointed with herself at this moment. At this point, it was the lowest point. And at this very moment he must be able to prove that he will never leave Aliyah at any time. He will always be by his wife's side, no matter how he is going. He will continue until death separates the two of them.

"Don't cry, Al! Remember, I'm your husband. I should help you at a time like this. Come on, I'll help. Remember, your kidneys are new to surgery and there's only one left. Restraining urination is not good for your kidney health. I don't want you to get sick anymore, Al. Just once, ah I mean twice I almost lost you and I don't want it all to happen again. If you're embarrassed, you can close your eyes. Come on!"

Aliyah followed and closed her eyes. At that time Amar also helped Aliyah to reveal her negligee up and lower her pants. After that, Aliyah threw away what she had been holding back.

Really, Aliyah was embarrassed to death. Amar was her own husband, but she was ashamed. Moreover, her relationship had stretched making Aliyah really awkward dealing with her own husband.

When he finished, Amar took Aliyah back to the bed and laid her down. Then Amar pulled the blanket up to his chest. Not to forget Amar dyed Aliyah's forehead as a sign that he still loved his wife very much.

"Sleep first. Mas want tahajud first," he said making Aliyah slightly frowned.

Since when did Amar perform the sunnah prayer, he thought? While the obligatory prayer was Amar often missed it.

Amar smiling. He knew that Aliyah was curious about the change. But he won't explain it. After that, Amar immediately performed the Sunnah prayer which amounted to at least two rakaats and at most without restrictions.

"I'm sorry for all my mistakes, honey. I'll never get tired of apologizing to you. Whether you forgive me or not is what matters to me is that you can still see you by my side."

Amar let out a long sigh, then he glanced at his phone lying on the table. He took the phone and checked several incoming messages and incoming calls.

The look in his eyes turned dark when he saw one of the senders of a very large number of messages. There were more than 50 messages and nearly 100 incoming calls that he ignored from one sender.

Without reading the message at all, Amar immediately blocked the number so that the woman never bothers him again.

Meanwhile, in another place there was a woman who cursed upset because her message of more than 2 Weeks continues to be ignored by Amar.

"Mas, how are you?"

"Mas, can we meet? There's something I want to say. Important."

"Mas, are you still mad at me?"

"Mas, where are you?"

"Mas, why don't you ever reply to my messages or pick up my calls?"

"Mas, are you really mad at me?"

"Mas, for the trouble in the office, I really had to."

"Mas Budi forced me to cheat you."

"Mas, really, I had to."

"Mas, I'm sorry. Please don't ignore me?"

"Mas, is Aliyah still sick?"

"Mas, please pick up my call!"

"Mas, please reply to my message!"

More than 50 messages that Nafisa sent to Amar, but never responded at all. And the call he made was always ignored.

Nafisa growled in annoyance. When he saw Amar's number active, Nafisa again flocked Amar with her messages. But his frustration grew when suddenly his number could no longer send Amar a message let alone make a call.

"Damn! He blocked my number. Ahsaq ... You shucks!"

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