Tough Widow
Hemorrhaging

Ayu came out of her room. For days he was home, the boredom began to envelop him. Want to go back to how it used to be, every day in the bookstore and clothes and meet many people, but now it will only be an unrealized desire because Angga does not allow him to leave.

The atmosphere of the house is quiet. The children go to school, while Angga has gone to the office. There were only a few housekeepers who became friends talking, even if they were not busy.

''Ma'am, in the fridge there are still mangoes?'' Ayu sat in the dining room. Pour some water and gulp it.

''No one, ma'am, last night, '' replied the aunt from behind.

Ayu clucking. He really wants to eat mango. Unfortunately, the supply is up.

''Do I buy it myself. Waiting for the old Angga. After all, that place is not far away.'' Ayu picks up her phone and then calls Angga.

Angga's phone could not be reached.

''It's possible that the Angga is busy. I can't bother him.''

Ayu returned to the room. He tidied up his appearance and then came out of the house to the driver who was busy wiping the car in the garage.

''Sir, anterin I go, want to buy mango,'' said Ayu seriously.

''Have permission on Mr Angga, ma'am?'' ask the driver to be friendly and polite.

I have to answer what.

''I tried to contact him but was not active. No papa, sir. I'm going out just to buy it doesn't work, it's definitely approved.'' Ayu opened the car door before getting a response from the driver.

The driver finally agreed and drove Ayu to the road that was called.

The place Ayu visited turned out to be a traditional market in the suburbs. Many pedestrians are also people riding motorcycles in that place.

''Mom here, let me go down, '' said the driver turned towards Ayu.

''No need, sir. The place is close by, I can buy it myself.'' Ayu stays down while the car is parked.

The driver followed the owner from behind. I have to make sure the woman is okay.

''Oh, how come there's no seller?'' Ayu stared at the empty table upside down. Turn to the right left. The seller was not around him either. He asked someone who was passing by.

''Did you see the mango merchant here yesterday?'' Designate an empty place.

''He moved there.'' Pointing across the street a little far away.

Ayu nodded and thanked him. Then follow the direction the person's finger pointed.

''It's better mom in the car, let me buy, '' said the driver was anxious to see the crowd.

Ayu smiled slightly. It used to be that the streets were not a foreign place to him, but now it was as if Angga forbade him to be in that place. He locked her up like a queen until he didn't know the place anymore.

''I __ aaahhhh...'' Suddenly Ayu screamed and fell as a man running from the opposite direction bumped into her. Not only that, he even took Ayu's bag that was thrown.

Within minutes people approached him who was now lying on the side of the road while grimacing his stomach.

''Is mom okay?'' The driver supported Ayu's body into his lap.

''My stomach hurts, sir, '' Ayu complains with teardrops flooding her temple.

The driver reached into his cell phone and called Angga. The number could not be contacted. He had to ask the residents for help to bring Ayu to the car.

''Relax, Mom. We'll be in the hospital soon.'' The driver drove his car with one woman who was keeping Ayu behind.

Occasionally pressing the horn as the car that was walking in front of him was extremely slow.

''There's blood on your legs, ma'am.''

The driver was getting more nervous, but he still tried to focus on splitting the road.

God, what blood is this? I don't want anything to happen to my baby. Steady, Son. Promise me your mama will stay here.

Swiping his stomach slowly. Resisting pain that spreads throughout the body.

Along the way to the hospital there is nothing Ayu thinks about other than the safety of her fetus. The chanting of prayer continued to climb on the Divine Robbi for his protection.

''Mas Angga.'' The shadow of Angga's face flashed. Can't imagine if something happened to his son, surely the man would be very disappointed in him.

Angga who just came home from the meeting also opened the phone. His eyebrows fused when he saw several calls from the driver's pack number and also his wife.

Anxiety struck when he called back the number.

''Hello, Sir. Ms. Ayu is in the hospital, she's bleeding.''

All along Angga's body was limp helpless, lucky Wendi quickly came and supported the boss's stocky body from behind.

''What's the problem, sir?'' ask Wendi enthusiastically. Taking the phone from Angga's hand. Talk to the driver who is still connected.

''Well, I and Mr. Angga will go to the hospital soon, ''' replied Wendi disconnected his connection.

Take a glass of water and give it to Angga. ''Bu Ayu is a strong woman, I'm sure the youth can take care of the child, you. Relax, Sir!" wendi was reassuring.

Yes, Ayu is a strong woman. He can take care of all the kids alone. Now he can take care of our son.

Angga gathered his strength and walked out of his room. Try to be strong with whatever happens later.

It only took thirty minutes. Finally Angga has arrived in front of Ayu's room in the care. He asked the driver the chronology of the actual incident.

''She was indeed a pickpocket, sir, '' the woman who had seen the incident said.

''So he deliberately picked up my wife?'' Angga.

The woman nodded without a sound.

''Forgive me, Sir. I was sassy to bring Ayu ma'am out, said the driver felt guilty.

''No papa,'' Angga replied briefly. He could not blame anyone else, except the one who hit and took Ayu's bag.

He must receive a reply from me.

Angga clenched his hands. This was the first time he felt vengeance for someone.

The doctor came out and approached Angga who was still busy drowning with his revenge.

''Pak Angga's.''

Angga immediately turned his head towards the source of the voice that called his name.

''I, Doc,'' said Angga a little panicked.

''Bu Ayu called, You. Please enter!'' the doctor says before explaining the patient's condition.

Angga rushed in to fulfill his wife's call. He hugged from the side. Provides warmth as he often gives when in their private room.

''I've neglected to take care of you, I'm sorry, honey.''

Ayu smiled. Dabbed the husband's jet black hair. He apologized for leaving the house without his permission.