YOU'RE DUAL
Chapter 7

The moon changed, I didn't feel like my daughter had entered four months, her smile became my candlestick and her funny behavior was the cure for my tiredness.

But who would have thought suddenly my daughter was hot, I finally took her to the hospital. Seeing his body lying on the patient's bed with his hand injected with the infusion made my heart slit, it was painful to look at his weak body helpless and could only cry.

'why don't I just lay weak there? why should it be my son?? move the disease to my body, God, I can't see it suffering like this, I'm really crying.

My daughter was very young to feel this pain, her crying became even more so when the syringe pierced my daughter's infusion tube.

I approached her sleeping body and I kissed her forehead "honey, you are strong, son, heal for the sake of mommy, son, mama loves you"

It did not feel like a week my daughter was treated, my husband only came at noon and somewhere because he did not take care of our daughter in the hospital, I'm just thinking positively maybe he's tired of working all day.

Thank God we have now been allowed to go home, and Bram pick us up at the Hospital.

"assalamu'alaikum" said Bram

"waalaikumsalam, mas.." I said while kissing my husband's hand.

"son, papah's coming, are you happy???" I asked Ara, my daughter.

The tiny baby was immediately as comfortable as a smile like understanding the questions of his parents.

For some reason today I saw my husband's face tangled like a cloth that had not been ironed, like something he wanted to convey, something he hid and like a person who was afraid.

I hit him on the shoulder who was daydreaming "mas, are you okay?"

"eh i-ii-iya dear, i'm okay" he replied stammeringly

it's weird, my mind.

Mas Bram picked us up in my father's car, all the way only silence was created, even the sound of breathing was heard directly into the ear.

How shocked I was to walk down the road not to our house, but to my father's.

"mas why turn here? isn't our house turning there?" I nodded while pointing the way

"that hemm, ha yes we should go home first to papa's house, not good talking on the road, okay?" he said while stroking my hand next to him, because next to him again carrying my daughter.

deggggs...

My feeling is suddenly anxious now, why not go home? what's the matter? wh why? huh this guy, it's usually just making you anxious.

"until" my husband said as he went downstairs and opened the door to his house papa .

I went inside and sat in the tv room after putting Ara into the room.

"Mas Bram!" I shouted as I saw my husband enter the house.

"hmm?" rigid answer.

"here, sit!" patting the sofa.

"what's the matter, honey?" ask her casually

"mas, I know there must be something you're hiding, right? better to be honest now"

Mas Bram was only silent for a moment, I could see with certainty his nervous face after getting a question from me.

"Rai.. actually. emh. sorry.." he said softly.

What kind of explanation is this?? something must be wrong.

"say" shortened me

"mas has mortgaged our house, sorry, but it's unt-" he said

PRASGGGGGGGG

The glass Raina was willing to drink broke accidentally fell out of her hand.

"what mas???? hikssss why mas?? why should our house? why?" tanyaku lirih

"it was for Ara's treatment yesterday baby, really" while holding my hand.

I dodged and I stared at him sharply "false gold, definitely not for that, right? what is gambling? yes mas? ngaku?"

"now I go from my house, Ara does not need a father like a mas, I can take care of him. I do not like it mas if you gamble, mas know it is not? Hem's? " i shouted while pointing at the door.

"please, don't be like this"

I was so hurt to hear that I pulled my husband's hand out of my father's house....

BUKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

"Raina, please listen to my explanation, " cried Bram from across the door that I had closed firmly.

"stop! go" I said lirih.

It's devastating to have a husband who likes to play gambling, never thought of by me, like this is my husband????

I didn't even know before that he loved to gamble, if I knew then I would never marry him.

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hikss....

I just cry every day, my thoughts are messed up, my dad and mom are also very disappointed with Mas Bram, the daughter-in-law they trust so much right now .

"why mas??? why???"

Questions that always popped up in my mind even though I knew he never answered them.

it's worth my son is sick, it turns out from illegal money, huh yaallah sorryin servant who did not know this before, my mind.

tock...

tock...

tock...

"who else? huh.. emh Rika please loe open that door richly there are guests deh" I shouted while giving milk to Ara

"Ara darling...."

deg....

whose voice is that? hmm yeah, I was like I knew that voice, I immediately turned to the source of the sound..

"mas..!!" yell at

"what are you here for again? huh huh? go there we don't want to see the mas here" I continued

"Rai, let me meet my daughter, please." he said.

I saw clearly the longing of a father for his daughter, but I also did not want my son to meet his father, a little selfish indeed but this was for his good .

I finally brushed off my ego, even though he was the father of my son . Ara must miss her father, I don't want to be considered bad in my daughter's eyes.

I left the two of them, I saw from a distance Mas Bram carried her and invited her to play until Ara fell asleep in her lap.

"gold you better go home, Ara's asleep too." I asked

"Raina are you still angry with your husband? I'm sorry, I can't live without you, please give me a chance" he said.

deggggg

why am I so sorry? mistakes can be corrected, right? God is forgiving, why not me? hayolah Rai, you miss her too, don't you?. My mind is turbulent

Seeing me not responding to it, Bram took my hand, "Ra, please forgive me" she said.

"all right I'll forgive you, but I beg you not to make the same mistake.I hate gambling so much, do you understand it??" doorstep

"youknow? that illicit money you got and you gave us it's gonna be a disease for your family. amit-amit once a mas. "

"maybe yesterday's incident was a rebuke from God for us, do you have the heart to see your son like that? you did but your son bore his sin, may this be your last mistake." I hope while taking the hand he held earlier.

As soon as my immediate hug got from her, the hug I missed in these few days, the fragrance was still the same .

"break it" taking off the hug and leaving it in the kitchen.