The Regrets of the Child and Husband
PAS 72

After a heated struggle, the two men fell asleep. But only 2 hours Aliyah was asleep, she suddenly woke up. His mind is confused at the moment.

"Mas Amar wants to have another child, but is it still possible?"

Aliyah muttered while thinking about her physical condition that had not been declared completely healthy. For several months Aliyah was still in control. Both the brain cancer he suffered and his kidneys. His cancer was successfully operated on, but it did not necessarily state he had completely recovered. While the kidney, now he only has one kidney as a result he can not do something heavy because it can have an impact on his kidneys.

Aliyah rubbed her head, even her hair had just grown maybe about two centimeters. Aliyah sometimes felt embarrassed to open her hijab in front of Amar. The crown is gone. Her dense black long hair was shaved off without any rest after falling out continuously before. Aliyah's confidence level free-fall, but Amar managed to convince her not to feel inferior. Amar assures himself that he will accept Aliyah as she is.

Amar wriggling. Then Amar's eyes narrowed, he was surprised it turned out Aliyah was pensive in his arms.

"Dear, what's wrong with you? What are you thinking, hm?" tanya Amar jolted Aliyah from her daydream.

"Eh, Mas, I'm bothering you to sleep, huh?" tanya Aliyah ignored Amar's question.

Amar shook his head, "answer Mas's question, why are you? Is there something you're thinking?"

Aliyah shook her head quickly, "no. I didn't think of anything" said Aliyah.

"Don't lie, honey! Please, from now on tell me what you think. Don't hold anything anymore. Enough stupidity Mas used to ignore your feelings to the point of not realizing that you are seriously ill. I don't want to lose you, honey. Sorry please, from now on tell me how you feel, just tell me what's bothering you. If anyone is sick, say, don't shut up. Do not make mas back into a stupid man who does not know anything about you," said Amar with his shady netra staring fixedly at the wife who also looked at him.

Aliyah took a deep breath and then exhaled it. Right said her husband, she thought. Don't hold anything by yourself anymore. There is no harm in saying what he thinks. Good communication is one of the keys to harmony in the household.

"Mas, you said you wanted to have another child, but ... What if I can't get pregnant again? You certainly still remember the condition of my body is not like before."

Amar understood the wife's anxiety, "wanting does not mean having to. I want to, but only by God. If not, it doesn't matter. We have Names, Gaffi, and Amri. The fruit of our love. Isn't it two days you're on schedule? We ask if there is any chance of you getting pregnant again. Mas also actually had time to think, mas fear your pregnancy actually makes your disease recur again or. But I will continue to pray, may your health really recover. Not relapsing anymore," he said.

Actually there is a fear in the mind of Amar because the doctor once said, if the disease relapses again, then the percentage of healing will be depleted. Especially his brain cancer. It could be that the cancer will spread faster and be difficult to cure.

Aliyah still has to control. Before the doctor has not stated that the cancer has healed completely, then Amar can not be completely calm.

"Aamiin ya rabbal alamin," replied Aliyah who then returned to lay her head on the chest of Amar field.

The next day, the,

After lunch, Amar and his family prepared to go home. While cleaning his things, suddenly Mother Naima's phone rang. The name of the caller is Akmal. Mother Naima also smiled reflexively.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Nai."

"Wa'alaikumussalam salam, Mal. What's up, huh?"

"Em, are you home?"

"Yet. Why why?"

"Have lunch? If not, how about we have lunch together."

"Duh, sorry Mal, unfortunately I've had lunch with my son and daughter-in-law and grandchildren."

"Well, I'm late." There was a sigh of disappointment across there.

"After this, you have a plan?"

"There's no one. Actually, we're sorting out to go home."

"Lho, what's so cool? Do you want to go here again? I'll extend the book. Coincidentally who owns this hotel is in-laws of Akhsan, my son. How's it?"

"No, Mal. I don't want to take nicotine. The kids aren't free to play here either."

Silent.

"Em, oh gini aja, the return delay until the afternoon how? We'll take the kids to the hotel's swimming pool" Akmal said.

"If you agree, I'll take care of everything. How's it?"

Mother Naima seemed to think.must be children happy when invited to swim. Moreover, for a long time they did not take vacations or sightseeing.

"Can too. I'll tell Amar and Aliyah."

"Goodle. Then, when things are ready, you call you again, okay?"

"okay."

After greeting, the call is closed.

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"What's? Swim Eyang?" nana exclaimed with sparkling eyes. For a long time he had wanted to swim, but the rest of his allowance was always mediocre. Though his friends often invite him to swim, but in addition to not having a swimsuit, Nana also does not have more money. He did not want to like before who often forced his mother to give some money. No matter what she is given, Nana learns to thank her.

"Abang hayu lenang, Eyang," said Gaffi.

"Follow, come, come," said Amri who actually did not understand the purpose of the talk of Eyang and his brother.

Seeing the enthusiasm of the children, Aliyah and Amar agreed. . As Akmal said, the middle-aged man took care of everything. He also asked his men to buy swimsuits for Nana, Gaffi, and Amri.

Naima and Aliyah did not swim. They are shy and awkward. While Akmal just sat around talking. Aliyah held Amar by the pool. Amar deliberately so that Aliyah can see her children swimming up close. She had to swim to take care of her two children.

In the afternoon, it was finally time to go home. Before returning home, Akmal invited Naima mother and family to relax for a moment in one of the food courts near the hotel. After that, they just came home. But if when Mother Naima went with Amar, then she went home with Akmal. Friends during school offered to take Naima's mother home. Mother Naima agreed.

After driving for almost an hour, they finally arrived at Amar's house. Upon arrival at home, Amar also invited his superiors to stop by his house. When Naima's mother was talking to Mr. Akmal, suddenly a greeting from outside was heard. A familiar voice in the ears of Mother Naima and Amar. Making a happy smile instantly turned wry.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam salam," replied Amar who immediately approached the man who was none other than Armand.

"Amar," call Armand with a smile.

But Amar's face looked flat, "want you come here?"

"Amar, dad just ... "

"Dad? Sorry, my dad is no more. So don't confess. You better get out of here immediately because your presence just ruins the atmosphere" said Amar Flat.

Armand's throat felt choked. He had a glance inside the house, there was a man who was talking to his ex-wife. And he knows who that man is.

His ex-wife's best friend.

Not just close, but very close. Moreover, the two had once liked each other and Armand knew that. But then Akmal suddenly moved schools to separate them. Taking advantage of the opportunity, then Armand advanced to approach Naima's mother until they finally managed to get married. But their marriage did not last long. The temptation of other dream women makes Armand commit stupidity and prefer his infidelity. Something Armand now regrets.

"Son, however this father ... "

"Enough! Just as you left us without looking back, I'm asking you to leave here immediately because we don't need you anymore" concluded Amar firmly making Armand's chest instantly tight.

With teary eyes, Armand turned his body immediately away from there. In the car, her tears were shed. He roared because of his regret that was too late.

While Armand was drowning with regret, elsewhere, Gita was shaking hands with the police who would help her with her report. Gita's already reported the violence Armand committed. He was already impatient to make Armand crumble.

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