
The first day after Azhar's death felt so heavy for Nasha and Ummi Rifa, while Abi Fadlan was still unaccounted for in the hospital.
To cry was his sense of being tired and tears were tired as well to continue flowing on his second cheek.
Tonight Bu Anjana and all his other families deliberately stay at Nasha's house to look after the princess and also her besan who are still the same in a state so bad.
Both of them also do not eat anything all day, drink only occasionally.
Nasha curled up on her bed, on the side where Azhar lay for the last time. Nasha used the pillow Azhar wore for the last time, which still left Azhar's scent perfectly attached. Nasha inhaled her scent inside. Nasha even wears Azhar clothes that have not been washed, where the aroma of Azhar is still so smelled there.
"I miss you, Papa's baby" said Nasha and her eyes glazed back, Nasha still can't believe Azhar will leave her this soon, suddenly like this. Though they are just designing their dreams and future, their child has not even been born into the world.
Every time Nasha wished this was just her nightmare and she wished she would wake up soon, seeing Azhar at her side as usual. Then embrace Azhar with spoiled and Azhar will always spoil her.
But the truth is this is a reality that Nasha can't bargain anymore.
The clock had shown at 1 am, but Nasha could not sleep and still thought about her husband. His stomach was empty but he did not feel hungry in the slightest because of the sadness and sense of loss so dominating himself.
Nasha closed her eyes but suddenly she seemed to see her husband who was smiling at her at this time, it made Nasha think that if by closing her eyes she could see Azhar then she would close her eyes. But Nasha gasped in shock and immediately opened her eyes when she also seemed to hear the voice of her husband whispering in her ear.
"Darling, our baby..."
"Egh..." Nasha immediately sat down from her sleep, the view went straight to every corner to look for the figure of the husband, but when she realized the husband would no longer be on her side, Nasha again cried a hiccup, he hugged his own knees and his entire body instantly trembled. Nasha cried for a long time until she felt her tummy rumbling, Nasha held her belly and she regained consciousness, there is still life in her that Nasha has to take care of and Nasha has promised her husband for it.
Nasha set her breath, wiped away her tears and tried hard. Then he got off his bed, got out of his room and walked slowly down the stairs.
Nasha was about to check on her mother-in-law's situation in her room, when Nasha was about to knock on the door, the sound of her mother-in-law's crying sounded. It made Nasha's breath immediately feel choked in her throat.
He also opened the door that turned out not in the key, Nasha found her mother-in-law who was curled up on her seat still with her face wrapped in her body.
"Ummi.." call Nasha soft, and immediately Ummi Rifa raised her face that was already wet because of her tears.
When he saw the face of the in-law, one more thing that Nasha realized, Azhar not only left her son to Nasha guard, but also her parents.
Now Nasha must be tough, for the sake of her fetus and for the sake of her late husband's parents.
"Ummi must not have eaten, let's eat" Nasha invited him to even open the face of Ummi Rifa.
Ummi Rifa adjusted her breathing and tried to stop her crying. Seeing Nasha makes him realize that the death of his son is not the end of everything, it is the beginning of everything. Now he has to look after his daughter-in-law and future grandchildren. He felt he had to be strong for them.
"Have you eaten yourself?" ask Ummi Rifa with lips still shaking.
"We have not eaten yet" suddenly there was a sound of Mera from the doorway, Nasha and Umm Rifa turned and saw Mera with random hair scrambling.
"Why are you awake, Mer?" ask Nasha later.
"Hungry" Mera answered softly, she also cried because she kept seeing Nasha who was crying. Making Mera also feel what Nasha feels.
"Same Sister Hanin again panatin food" said Mera again, Nasha helped Ummi Rifa stand because Ummi Rifa had dazed while trying to stand, maybe because he did not eat anything all day.
The three also walked to the dining table, there was even Mr. Niranjan who was serving food on plates that were already available there.
"You can eat right away" Mr. Niranjan said later.
Nasha danced a chair for Ummi Rifa.
"Ummi should keep health care yes." said Nasha Lirih.
"You too, son" Ummi Rifa pulled Nasha into her seat.
They all had not eaten, and when Nasha came out of her room, her Papa sleeping on the sofa realized that. He soon wakes up and wakes the others up to prepare food.
Nasha feeds a mouthful of rice into her mouth, the taste is so difficult to chew what else is swallowing the food, but Nasha forces herself and she drinks water so that the food is swallowed. So is Ummi Rifa who is in the same condition.
"Ikhla, Nasha. For the sake of our son, for the sake of Azhar's peace, my true love"