Wrong Uterus
Chapter.18

"Have a drink, Mas." Syifa placed a cup of tea on the table on the balcony of the room.

Arman was sitting pensively on the balcony thinking about everything that had happened to him a few hours ago. It has been a long time that the trauma did not recur but when exposed to rain, the shadow of the incident four years ago, again tortured the heart and mind.

He slowly looked at the wife sitting next to him. "Why did you go after me earlier, don't drive in the rain, danger."

"I'm worried, Mas. And my hunch is right, right? I saw the worst condition of an Arman Alfarizi. There were no bloody wounds, but tears could explain everything."

"Yes, you're right I always get traumatized when it rains but today was the worst." Arman bowed as he recalled the moment in which he hugged Syifa while sobbing. "Ck, I'm so embarrassed to face you after crying like a baby."

Syifa looked at her husband so deeply. After a few weeks, little by little he could see that behind a solid body there was a heart so fragile.

"People always say that the sense of loss will heal with time. But I know people who say that are, people who never feel loss, they just read theories about loss. Yes, the word healed will not apply to people who experience loss, but rest assured God will replace it with something else."

Arman looked back at Syifa, only this time there was someone who could enter into his logic. He felt so calm when he heard all the statements of Syifa. "Thank you, because you've comforted me."

"Together, my mother." Syifa fell silent again, occasionally she turned to her husband. Allow me to heal the wound even though I do not know what end God will give us, the inner Syifa.

"Mas, tonight .. just sleep in the room."

Arman looks surprised when he heard the request of the wife but if you can be honest he has trouble if he has to sleep in the workspace, while the guest rooms have not had time to renovate.

"You mean you're gonna make the equator again?"

"Yes, it's okay, isn't it? However, we are husband and wife should not sleep in a different room. Just relax, I don't expect anything."

Seeing Syifa's face that looked so Syifa Arman felt that Syifa was beginning to feel her existence as a wife Not considered. "Hufft, okay. I'll sleep in this room from now on. Huacim!"

"Make it, start a cold. Why would Mas have to sit outside when it's cold like this. Come on in, it'll hurt again."

"Yes-yes you're chatty as well." Arman stood up from his position and stepped into the room.

That night Arman and Syifa slept in the same bed despite being blocked by their own equator.

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The next morning Arman woke up and found the clock had shown at eight in the morning of course he was shocked. But when trying to stand up his head felt dizzy and his body was so limp.

"Mas don't move yet." Syifa immediately placed the tray she had brought from the kitchen onto the sleeping lamp table.

Last night the husband had a high fever until he was unceasingly delirious. All night Syifa was awake until this morning she again made porridge for her husband.

"I have to work, Syifa. This morning there's an important meeting."

"Mas listen to me, your body is very hot. Soon Doctor Gavin will come, don't move and lie down."

"You call Gavin? Syifa i-"

"Don't say much, now Mas has to eat the porridge I've made, take medicine and get back to rest. It's all for Mas's health too, let's open his mouth."

"Why did you rule me like this. I don't like porridge." Arman turned his face away because he did not obey Syifa's orders.

"Mas, Cabay wouldn't want you to be sick. You have to be healthy, live a long life so you can raise Cabay." Syifa again thrust a spoonful of porridge right in front of Arman's mouth.

"Don't use the Cabay as a weapon, it's cheating its name." Arman devoured a spoonful of porridge offered by his wife. "Why now my body is so limp like this usually works until dawn I won't get sick."

"Because of the body of the mas know, now there is a handler .. uh astaghfirullah, meaning nurse."

Arman clucked in disbelief at Syifa's words. Suddenly in the middle of their chatter, there was the sound of a bell from the ground floor.

Fortunately, since taking the medicine given by Doctor Anisa, Syifa no longer experience nausea and her body was stronger than usual. Sometimes He wants something but is afraid to ask Arman.

Yes, Syifa is still reluctant because it has always been used to being independent.

Clamps.

"Assalamualaikum, Syifa. How's your husband doing?"

"Vaalaikumsalam. It's not too hot, Doc. Please come in." Syifa opened the door wide so that Kevin could freely enter.

"Arman it's rare to get sick did something happen yesterday?"

As if you could read the state of Gavin, of course, you know what could make Arman fall ill. Because when Gavin is down, it is the person who always takes care of and takes care of his best friend.

Looks like I have to tell Doctor Gavin, inner Syifa.

"Yesterday afternoon Mas Arman was caught raining on the road while riding a motorcycle. And when I catch up, he's like a frightened man."

Gavin's breath sounded soft. He did not expect the psychological trauma experienced by Arman back again after a long time. "Yes, he had experienced severe trauma. But over the past year, it hasn't relapsed. Is he in the room?"

"yes Doc. Please go up, I want to go to the kitchen to make a drink" Syifa replied.

"Not bother, Syifa. Black coffee without sugar one yes, hehe."

"Ahaha, okay. Then excuse me to go back."

After Syifa's departure, Gavin immediately stepped up to the second floor. He did not need to ask because compared to Syifa maybe he knew more about the intricacies of the house.

When Gavin opened the door, Arman just came out of the bathroom. "Returned again?"

Arman stepped over to sit on the bed, but cleaned his face with a small towel. "Hem, you shouldn't have come. I'm fine, but my chatty wife is making a fuss, you didn't tell uncle, did you?"

" Hahaha, chatty wife? You're all there, take it easy, I didn't call him. But why are you experiencing that trauma again, what are the symptoms like body shaking and breath wheezing you are experiencing again?

Not Arman denied yesterday afternoon he experienced all that. "Maybe because I haven't been exposed to rain for a long time. But now that I'm fine, just a mild fever, drinking Paracetamol is also cured."

Again Gavin wanted to ask for something that the friend might not respond to. Seeing Arman sick like this, he knew very well that his best friend needed the love of a wife. "Man, open your heart to Syifa. I'm serious this time."

A long-deceased heart is asked to love again. Arman with all his trauma and love for Chintya, can he give it to another woman?

"Why did you ask me to try to love her?"

"Arman, you and he are married and soon you will have children. Do you want to separate your mother and son? After all Syifa is a good, independent woman. What a lack of try. Forget the wound, start living again."

For a moment Arman re-think the words of the friend, it does not hurt to try to open the heart, but whether he can love women other than Chyntia. He was afraid that it would only hurt Syifa.

"Gavin, do you think I can fall in love again?"

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