
The test passed well. Rangga and Kania waited anxiously. Rangga's hand continued to hold his wife's hand as a calming omen.
A series of tests have been conducted, just waiting for the results. The doctor did his job well. Find results and just have to say well to the patient.
The female doctor sat on the chair back with the results already in hand. Staring one by one the faces of Rangga and Kania. Sighing in a rough breath, as if preparing for the next.
The heart of Kania is racing, it feels difficult to control. Only Rangga was calmer than the others.
"Before, I hope that Mother and Father do not think too much about this, because in fact we are only ordinary humans," said the Doctor.
Kania gulped, a bad feeling as if about to approach.
The doctor hesitates to say, feel what will happen.
"How did it go, Doc?" Rangga. There is a heart that is afraid.
The doctor showed two test results and said, "The result, Mr. Rangga was declared very good. But, unfortunately Ibu Kania was declared barren. The test results from Bu Kania were negative."
Kania was surprised, the feeling of fear had turned real. I guessed, but I couldn't speak.
"From the story that has been told by Ms. Kania to me earlier, I actually had guessed that Mom was barren. From the statement of Ms. Kania who rarely menstruates and other complaints during intercourse." The doctor could not explain. However, this is a reality that needs to be told. "I hope you don't despair first. May God work wonders and finally Mother and Father may have offspring. Aamiin's."
Rangga tightened his grip on Kania's hand. "Aamiin's."
Kania lowered her head, her cries breaking, even though her voice was not too loud. The chest was claustrophobic, filled with disappointment like that of an ordinary human.
The female doctor encouraged and explained the cause of infertility in Kania, one of which is a hormonal imbalance in the woman.
Rangga and Kania farewell by bringing mixed feelings. Kania was still down until they arrived at the car park, even when they had entered the car.
kania was silent with an indeterminate thought. Rangga turned his head to the side, hugged his wife and said, "Don't make this a thought. I don't mind without a kid, we can be both happy."
Kania's cheeks were indeed wet, although her crying voice was not heard. The usually tough girl turned down only one problem.
Rangga continued to calm Kania, understanding the feelings of the Wife who must have been hit. "Nia, we're just ordinary people. You and I can't decide what kind of future you want, no matter what your child. We can't bargain or refuse, so don't interfere in God's affairs."
Kania's crying broke now. Like glass falling to the floor, breaking and cracking. Cannot be rearranged. "Mas, I'm a weak woman." His chest was tight, it was difficult to accept the reality that had just rolled. It hurts, even though the struggle is not much. But the verdict shattered all dreams.
The sky this afternoon is not bright. It was pitch-black with black clouds hanging as if to signal that Kania had a friend crying.
"You're a great woman, you're a strong woman." Rangga did not want to get Kania to think short. Her hand stroked the head of Kania who was wrapped in a headscarf. "You are my most powerful wife, who can understand the condition of others and can get through anything. Don't think about children, I know you want to. I'm the same, honestly. But, we can't do anything, we're weaklings, honey."
"Mas, I won't be able to fulfill Dad's wishes. I broke my promise." Kania hid her face on her husband's chest.
"No, sweetie." Rangga continued to stroke Kania's head. "You've tried, you're great."
Kania continued to cry as hard as possible, sobbing heartrendingly. Stabbed the whole bone. It ruins all the dreams that were built long ago.
The two lovebirds strengthen each other. Married not because they want offspring or just satisfy their desires. However, more reaching God's ridho.
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Ten years passed quickly. Kania and Rangga run around chasing a girl in the park.
"Mother, come after me!" The child continued to run non-stop.
Cania's breathing is irregular, no longer strong running. "Darling, stop first. Mom, tired!" Kania yelling.
"No want! Come on, come after me, Dad!" The boy shouted to Rangga.
The still-powered Rangga continued to pedal both feet to run after the Son. "Dinda, start naughty, yeah! Here, I'll catch it." Both hands Rangga forward, about to catch a small figure who had just turned six years old with a pink dress knee-length. Not to forget also the hair of the boy who curls waist.
"Come on, come after me, Dad!" Dinda kept running around the park.
In that place, there were not only them. Many other families are also enjoying the weekend. One of the places that are visited because it is safe enough to invite toddler children to play.
Kania catch her breath, her age is already in the head of three and it feels not too strong to run around as fast as before. "Dinda, stop first, honey. Cassian Daddy." Both of Kania's eyes observe Rangga who is trying to catch Dinda. But, the difficulty since.
Dinda did not listen, continued running without looking around. When he was about to turn right, Dinda's left leg sprained and finally the sweet girl fell. "Aw, sick!"
Kania was shocked, and so was Rangga. The two men approached Dinda.
"Darling!" Kania was more worried. Directly embrace the girl's body and hold her.
Rangga is also on the right side of Kania.
"It hurts, Mom." Dinda pointed at the bleeding left hoe.
"Oh my God, come on, let's treat it in the car, honey." Kania immediately ran around while carrying Dinda's body in an embrace. No matter the voice of Rangga who shouted called his name.
Kania continued to carry Dinda, get in the car. As fast as lightning take the medicine box.
"Just a minute, honey," said Kania.
Rangga's coming. Get in the car from the left side window. Helping his wife by holding Dinda's body in her lap. "Don't cry, honey."
Cania treats wounds in Dinda's neck. "Hold a little, yeah, honey." Kania cleans the blood from Dinda's snoring, then attaches plaster wounds with doll pictures.
Dinda continued to cry until Kania finished her treatment. Her motherly aura came out, quickly hugging Dinda. "Don't cry, honey. Mom, it's here."
Rangga noticed Kania, so deeply Kania's affection for Dinda.
"We're going home, yeah." Rangga.
Kania nodded slowly. They decided to go home.
Kania held Dinda until the girl fell asleep tired of crying. The woman continued to hug as if she was afraid of losing Dinda.
Rangga kept driving the car down every road. They did not go home, but to Dinda's place.
About ten minutes, Rangga's car arrived in front of a magnificent house owned by someone. "We're here, baby."
Kania speechless.
Rangga looked over, smiling sweetly. "We can play with Dinda tomorrow again, honey. We're just getting ripped off for a second."
Kania smiled faintly. Also true. "Yes, Mum."
"Come, go down and return Dinda to Gendis. He's gotta be waiting."
Kania nodded slowly. With a feeling of being a little unrequited, Kania got out of the car by hugging Dinda. He rang the bell and finally the door was opened by Gendis.
"Good afternoon, Gendis." Kania smiled.
"Sore." Gendis returned a smile. A burly man wearing glasses is the husband of Gendis who is also an employee at Rangga company. "Dinda, sleep, huh?"
Kania gives Dinda pad Gendis. "Yes. Sorry, we were negligent and Dinda fell. "No problem, Dinda is very active."
Rangga grabbed his wife's right shoulder. "We're going home, yeah. Thank you for giving us the opportunity to play with Dinda today."
Kania forced a small smile.
"No problem, as long as Kania and Dinda are happy. I'm happy too, sir."
Kania widens her smile. "I'll borrow Dinda again later, yeah."
Gendis nodded slowly. "Please. You must be amused by Dinda."
"He's a sweet boy." Kania can't deny that.
after handing Dinda over to her real parents, Kania and Rangga return the car. Rangga's left hand held tightly to his wife's right hand as he said, "We may not have children, but we can have a lot of happiness from the other direction. Including our long-running marriage and our increasingly awake love."
Kania looked over, smiling sweetly. Agree with what the husband said. "True, too, Mom. God's plan is more beautiful." Kania was a little relieved. "Oh, yes, we're going to an ordinary orphanage, yuk, Mas! Don't forget to buy food with toys first."
"Good idea." Rangga agreed.
Kania cheered happily. "We're playing again! Go!"
"Start!" Rangga is more enthusiastic.
They passed through each year crying, but slowly could understand well and accept it as well. God's destiny is better and more beautiful. More beautiful than a series of ordinary humans.
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