THE SECRETARY'S BED TEMPTATION
Focus on Healing Love.

Maya's inpatient room door was opened slowly by Galang. "Can Galang come in?" ask her to mami and papi who had been waiting in the room.

"Come in." Papi said, because Sarah's mother looks very sad. The middle-aged woman was unceasingly shedding tears, thinking about the condition of the princess as well as her granddaughter.

Once allowed, Galang then opened the door wide and took the wife who was behind his back. "Come, sweetie."

Amara nodded, received her husband's hand, and then stepped in. The first thing he saw was Maya lying quietly in the gurney.

"Where is Maya's condition, Pi?" galang asked the papi, he stood beside the father, while Amara chose to approach the mami who was opposite the gurney.

Papi let out a short sigh before answering, his bead and facial features could not cover up if he was in a state of rage and worry at this moment. "Your sister calmed down after the doctor gave her a sedative" she said, staring at Maya's pale face.

"What did the doctor say?" Galang grabbed the brother's hand that felt cold, grasping it while stroking the top of the woman's head. His chest felt tight to see the Maya condition which showed no change at all. Various ways even though he has tried as much as possible. But in reality, it does not produce results.

"Your brother should be taken to a psychologist. The trauma has not fully healed. So, papi asked the hospital to find the best psychologist in the country. And, incidentally in the hospital there is," said papi who responded to a nod of the head by Galang.

"Thank God." Galang heaved a sigh of relief. "Mommy did Papi eat?" the question then, staring alternately mami and papi.

"The fire was. Your mama who has not eaten from morning," said papi raised his chin towards the wife who felt at home silent from now on.

Amara immediately held the hand of the mother, offering her a meal. "Mi, eat, yuk? Amara temenin's."

"Mommy's not a laper, Ra. Mommy wants to be here." Mami refused her daughter-in-law's invitation, her manic condensed with deep sadness.

"Later Mami gets sick, you know, if you don't want to eat. Continued that the pain can not take care of Kak Maya," said Amara just a reminder, so that mami want to change her mind. He could not bear to see the condition of his brother-in-law lying helpless.

However, we also have to think about our own health condition. That's what he heard from his husband.

"Yes, Mom. Mommy take care of health. Do not forget to eat and follow up to get sick," said Galang chimed in Amara's words. "We all have to stay healthy in order to continue to be able to take care of Kak Maya and Kasih." He stuck out his hand, rubbing my mother's back gently.

"Where's Love?" Mami switched the conversation, asking about her granddaughter whom she had not looked at after the operation.

"Let's still sleep, Mi. The doctor said he realized later the malem," said Amara. "Mi, eat, huh? At least for the sake of Kasih and Kak Maya," he persuaded once again. Amara already considers mami like a biological parent, therefore she does not want to see

loved ones get sick one by one.

"Mommy doesn't taste, Amara. Mommy sad. Mami's thinking of Maya's love." Because powerless to withstand the overflow of sadness that had been entrenched in the chest, mom poured into Amara's arms. She shed her tears on the chest of the son-in-law. "Why should all this befall those dear ones. Why?"

Mami's sadness is clearly transmitted to Amara, her round manic now condenses. "Sst... Uda, Mi, it's. Mami don't be sad, this is all the trials of the above. We are all tested again. So we need to be patient and strong. We also cannot turn on the Power, for all this is the way. The most important thing is that we never stop praying for the healing of Maya and Love. God must have seen our efforts, Mi. Nothing is impossible in this world if God wills." Amara patted mami's vibrating back.

Learn from the past he has been through for almost seven years. Alone in taking care of Love, raising and doing your best all along. Amara is certainly sad, she also has the same thoughts as mami. Why, God never stopped giving him trials, from the baby's love until the age of 7.

Despairingly? Of course, Amara is currently in that phase. Feeling scared, angry, confused, anxious and worried. That is normal, considering that he is just an ordinary human who has a greedy and selfish nature. His job right now is to pray and work. Guarding what the Divine has entrusted. Love everything for Amara. His entire breath and life belonged to that little girl.

The hope is still the same. Love can live long, and return to health as before. You can laugh again and live a normal life like the kids out there.

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"Thank you, Honey. Thanks to you, Mami finally wants to eat." Galang grabbed the hand of the wife who had just returned from the hospital canteen. Leads him to sit on a long sofa in the nursery.

"What, anyway? That would be my job, Mom. My mom is rich with my biological mother. He must be healthy because at his age is very vulnerable. I don't want to, Mom, look at the people I love, one by one get sick. I don't want to." Amara's lips shook with the sobs. Hurriedly he rubbed the corner of his eyes with the palm of his hand.

Talking about the people closest to him, making Amara's heart easily carried away feelings. Mommy, papi, Maya has become a part of her life today. Although they are new to present, but the relationship is so strong. Amara is lucky to be surrounded by good people.

Not wanting the wife to get more dissolved in grief, Galang immediately grabbed Amara's shoulders, giving kisses on the temple and forehead. "Lucky I have your wife, honey. Besides being beautiful, you also have a sincere heart. It's not wrong that I chose you. And...." Galang hung up his words, got up from his seat, then crouched down in front of Amara.

"Mass?" A pair of Amara eyebrows. "What are you doing?" He who was sad changed his confusion. The reason, her husband even squatted while continuing to look at her.

"Sorry, yes, Ra. I haven't been able to attend the wedding reception of your dreams" said Galang, who felt guilty for not having been able to hold his wedding reception with Amara.

"Gosh, Mas, what do I think." Amara let out a long sigh, shaking her head. He thought what was going on, Galang was worried about him. "Me, no, yeah, I thought of it. I had forgotten instead," he said while patting the back of Galang's hand.

Regarding the wedding reception with Galang, honestly Amara did not think about it at all. His mind was filled with Love and Love.

"But it can't be, honey. I want to be happy with you too. I'd like to see you pack a wedding dress and keep on identifying you to my coworkers. This, you see, my wife Amara is the most beautiful and kind." Galang kissed the backs of Amara's hands alternately, and actually made Amara chuckle to hear his speech.

"Excess you, Mas. There's still a lot of women out there who are so much prettier and better than me." Amara pinched Galang's nose. He kissed her, then led her back to sit on the sofa.

"But—"

"Shhhhh!" Amara immediately covered Galang's mouth with a palm, so as to stop talking. "Not to be discussed anymore. Please.we focus on healing Love first. Okay?" Because if it's not like this, Galang will still force him. The most important healing of love for the moment.

Feeling defeated, Galang could only sigh. Removing Amara's palm from her mouth, she said, "Alright. If that's your wish. I appreciate. I'm happy, as long as you're happy. But you can't be sad anymore. Hm?"

Amara nodded. "OKAY. I will be stronger for Love. I promise."

Soon Galang grabbed the tiny body into a hug. "You're not alone anymore, honey. There's me beside you. Never hesitate to share. We'll both get through this." Amara had been alone enough all this time, it was time for her to accompany the woman. Passing the test God gave.

"False, Mas. Thanks." Thanks."