The Sweetest Harsh
Episode 71 - Nadia

Helmia sped up the steps to make a loud noise thanks to the knocking of the kitten heels she wore with the white ceramic tile. His expression still showed an anxiety that had not changed since his departure earlier. It was still coupled with a sharp breath because of his slightly running steps. Completely the woman was wracked with panic seeing the atmosphere of the hallway of the whitewashed building with the distinctive aroma that mingled with the words of Jeni that echoed in her mind. Something happened to Tiara.

His move closer to that goal was inversely proportional to the relief that was getting left behind. Many times he sighed and exhaled to neutralize his still rapid heartbeat.

“Doctor Jeni?” He said as he opened the door of the peaceful treatment room. His eyes widened to see a treat that seemed very clear in his eyes. Tiara lay weakly on the contest with both eyes closed. One woman's hand was seen hugging her protruding belly, while the other was left lying on the bed, being held by Jeni who was waiting for her.

Helmia walked over with disjointed steps. His bead did not turn a single second away from Tiara's pale face. Jeni, who saw the woman's shock, stood up, welcoming the arrival of the mother-in-law of the woman who became her patient.

“What really happened?” the woman slowly sat on the chair that Jeni had been wearing.

“Tiara in shock,” replied the bespectacled doctor then exhaled a long breath before continuing his sentence. “The baby in the womb is gone. And ... he had to undergo a cesarean because of the position of his fetus breech,” he explained. “Where is Alfa? You didn't come with him?”

The woman speaks a thousand languages. This news was very surprising to him, making it like he had just been stung by electricity, so that the static shock seemed to melt all his strength. His tongue is stiff and his brain has difficulty simply arranging the words he wants to say. The blow of the situation was too hard to hit until Helmia was now just sitting lethargic without energy.

“We must immediately perform surgery to remove the baby. I've coordinated with the best doctors in the hospital and delivered a routine Tiara check-up report every month. We just have to wait for family approval to do the surgical process,” he said.

“Do I have to Alpha? Can't I be a family guarantee?” Helmia turned her head, looking expectantly and solemnly at Jeni who was looking at Tiara with great sadness.

Jeni turned her head and blew air from her mouth, looking at the decision. “Good. I'll take care of it soon. Wait for Tiara for a moment, I will talk to the Doctors,” the break up and then step foot out of the treatment room.

Helmia's chest rumbled. The whole curtain of her ego melted already. He could not hold back any more tears coming out of his two hot nests. The woman was crying out in a soft voice. Plagued by regrets that beat so hard in the heart. Tiara and her son had parted ways with this son-in-law who was left far away across bearing alone a sense of pain.

He could do nothing more now with a question that was frenzied and unanswered. Why did Alfa and Tiara hide this pregnancy from her? Until now the knowledge of him who will have a grandson is too late. He must meet his grandson for the first and last time with his unsaved condition.

Thats okay. The woman with gray hair at the base of her hair was elegantly rubbing her wet cheeks with a handkerchief. Enforcing body. He cannot be weak in this situation. She vowed in her heart to accompany Tiara in the process of the birth of her baby candidate later. Yep. He'll do it. Although, this alone felt that it was nothing to make up for his arbitrary treatment first.

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The alpha who came in with a breath of breath stopped his steps immediately looking at the weakly stretched Tiara on the bed that had half entered the operating room. Starting from the hair to the entire body of the woman was covered by a green cloth. A pattern that always reconciles his eyes and heart. However, now the man looked at her with a sliced pain. Even more surprising, there was Helmia who at that time also had been wearing clothes with similar colors. Accompanying his wife's bed into the surgical room.

Jeni, who saw the tall man gasping, walked over and sighed with her arms and dragged him to sit in the waiting room.

“Your baby has stillbirth.” Speak Jeni carefully while continuing to look at the look on the face of Alfa who turned pale by bad luck.

The bespectacled doctor let out a long breath and said. “There are many factors, but, the possible cause is because your wife has had two miscarriages,” she said. “Helmia waits inside, you can relax a little,” comfort her.

Alfa leaned over and propped her body with both elbows which she stacked on her legs. Letting his painful chest bring out the essence of his pain. The man cried without any more restraint. Letting go of her tears falling on the floor. Making him a witness to the denial of fate that he can only convey through crying.

“Constrate your heart Alpha. This is not the end,” said the doctor while patting the back of the man who was still down. Give as much comfort as possible, because he also entered into the pit of sadness that was pouring out in that place.

The man looked up. It shows her face red. Staring with nanar the closed operating room door not far from where he sat. There was no hope there other than Tiara coming out of the densely packed room with the terrifying medicinal fragrance safely. He misses. The longing that always leads him into the writh of despair to meet. Indeed, at this time he wanted to break in and embrace his wife who must have been overwhelmed by the pain of both physical and mental pain, but, smooth operation is his priority at this time, he said, so he prefers to stay in the lap of exhausting waiting.

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Tiara, who was semi-conscious with an oxygen hose attached and on her nose, looked at the ceiling of the room with fog. His consciousness was taken in more than half by the dope injected into his body. The memory of him who was undergoing the operation pierced his heart with a very sharp pain, moreover, with the additional knowledge that later there will be no sound of crying babies after the world air welcomes the birth of their forced children.

Oh. That woman just wants to die. Peace his son who was first laid upon by the angels of heaven. A life filled with difficulties and trials in his future life as if it had made him despair from now on. Alfa will be disappointed. Alfa, where is her husband now? Has he come next to her without her knowing?

Helmia, who was sitting behind Tiara's head, stared at the green bed nets that were used by doctors to perform surgery. The woman bit her lip. Waiting with overwhelming fear and anxiety. Once again he did not know that his son-in-law had to open the cervical cerclage he lived a few weeks ago to support the content to stay strong. But what is the power of man as long as God has made what he wills to happen.

One of the doctors walked up to Helmia with the blue baby in her arms. With a bated cry, the woman carried and kissed her lifeless grandson trembling. Smiling in mourning, welcoming and releasing the departure of his future human successor. The doctors also briefly threw a glance at the two natural cross-figures that were releasing the longing, then continued the operation process until the wound on the woman's stomach was sewn.

Helmia then brought the baby closer to Tiara's body, letting the woman touch the skin on her dead child's lifeless skin. With all her strength to keep pushing her to the conscious, Tiara kissed her with one cheek, her baby still held by Helmia, before she closed her eyes. Between conscious and not, there was a sense of happiness and sadness lodged in his heart now, knowing that she had conceived and bore the fruit of her love with Alpha, she left before she was even born.

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The man hugged the friendly baby girl in his hand. The face of the baby who is so similar to him is really happy and makes him cry all over. He nails in memory the face and body of his little girl who has changed color. When else could he stare so fixedly like this since this was the last. Alfa did not waste the opportunity, she captured the baby in a small, beautifully framed portrait she would show to Tiara when she was conscious.

Ah, baby, thank you for coming as a complement to our lives even for a little while. Alfa gave her the last kiss before the baby was brought back by the nurses.

“I will bury him in my city,” he told the nurse who was immediately answered with a nod. Let the officers in white uniforms do the work on the baby before he will be brought home. The man then looked towards the bed where his wife was still asleep due to the effects of drugs that had not been removed from his body. Look at him with an empty view. The lips of the woman muttered with a faint speech that could not be heard by Alfa until the man had to bring his head closer.

“Nadia .. Nadia ...” Tiara called out loud the name that had been pinned on their baby girl. The man kissed his wife's cheek for a moment. Feeling how devastated the woman is, even when she is in the subconscious.