You're Not Mine
Miscarrying

"Aaaahhhh,"

"Dear!!!!"

"Mas Yoga." Lirih Aisyah by holding her stomach. As much as possible he rests with his hands so as not to hurt the fetus in the womb.

Suddenly, everyone who saw Aisyah immediately approached her. Water poured down on Yoga's forehead, finding blood flowing down his wife's bottom.

"Astaghfirullah, Aisha's blood!" The screech.

"Come on, get the car ready!" Tell Haris with a loud voice so panicked.

"Om OK."

Soon Yoga took his wife sitting in the back with him and Dewi while in front there was Intan driving and Haris beside him.

"It hurts." Aisyah's great-granddaughter endured the pain in her stomach.

"Relax baby, we'll be there soon." Relaxing Yoga.

...***...

"Joga shut up for a second." Said Haris who was dizzy seeing Yoga pacing in front of him.

"When I can shut up, my wife is in pain. So is my son, how is he?"

Yoga stops her frustration.

"Whatever you're doing right now won't change your wife's situation other than prayer. At least we hope and ask for His help. Never mind son, now it's prayer time. Let's ask Him now, son."

Yoga took his breath.

"True Yoga, there I am. You guys go." Sahut Intan agrees with the word Omnya.

"All right," after Yoga.

Intan noticed the face of the Goddess who looked ordinary, the look of her worried face was often shown when her husband saw her. He also knew it was a pretense.

What do you think Auntie is? I hope you're not the mastermind behind all this. He murmured in his heart.

Before long both parents Melati and her brother came to visit. All worried and anxious about his daughter.

"Assalamu'alaikum Auntie, Om." Speak politely.

"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh." Melati and her husband answered.

"Where's my daughter? Where's she? Why is he like that?" Melati asked in a row and in an anxious tone. Fahmi who was beside him immediately held both shoulders of the wife.

"Honey one-on-one question and calm down."

"Aisyah is being treated by Doctor Aunt, for why it could happen I don't know myself." Answer Intan.

Jasmine exhaled her rough breath.

"Bun, relax. Let's just pray well, hopefully the doctor can handle Ayesha." Celtap Farah. Melati nodded and sat down beside Fahmi.

Long enough they waited for the arrival of the Doctor, finally the long-awaited came out.

"Doctor what about my daughter?" Ask Melati impatiently.

The doctor seemed to exhale, "His mother's condition is now stable and fine. But we apologize as much as possible, the fetus in her womb cannot be saved."

The sudden statement made everyone dumbfounded especially Yoga. The boy who had been waiting for his presence had gone before he saw it. Haris who saw it immediately calmed the son down.

"W-what?" Lirih Jasmine.

The doctor looked down, "Sorry we did our best. But everything happens by God's will, even if it's hard to accept."

"Is my son-in-law still pregnant Doc?" Ask the Goddess who made Haris swipe his head. How could his wife ask such a question in times like these.

The doctor smiled faintly, but there was also sadness in it. "Your daughter-in-law can still get pregnant, but is less likely. Due to infection due to her miscarriage."

Yoga shook his head, a moment later he raised his face. "Can I meet my wife Doc?"

"Of course, but this incident will certainly make him shocked and depressed. It is better not to expose the matter first, for a while let him rest first."

"Good Doc."

Yoga first entered the room, followed by others. He looked at the weak and pale face of his wife, not waiting for long he held her hand tightly.

"Aish, I'm sorry Mas couldn't take good care of you. I shouldn't have gotten carried away by that emotion." She felt guilty and held tightness in her chest.

The flashback

Brak!

Aisyah jumped in shock to find Mas Yoga who opened the door violently. Just looking at her husband's face, she already knew there must be nothing. He greeted her with a warm smile as usual.

"You've come home." Sluggishly.

Yoga grew furious, how not his wife acted as if there was nothing between them.

"Explain what this means Ayesha?!" Ask Yoga by showing her the phone.

Aisyah looked up, "M-mas is not what you think."

One of Yoga's lips lifted, "Current can't you be creative? Whoever's been sniffed must've stood up like that." Keto.

"Mas," holds the soft Yoga arm.

"Can't a wife not receive guests without her husband's permission? Then why are they even playing here? And just now, I also saw Mom's sprained leg. That was you, wasn't it?"

"No Mas, sorry suddenly I really like the little boy in Mas Ilham's arms (one of his neighbors who has the status of a widower of one child). Therefore I invited him to play for a while, after all there is also Mama Mas at home. I just stay at home every day. Maybe our son wants it, Mas, am I wrong to do that?"

Yoga's anger hasn't receded, "Then how do you explain this?" Shows a photo that captures a picture of Aisyah seen in the arms of Ilham.

"That Mas Ilham just helped me so I wouldn't fall, I accidentally stepped on a toy belonging to his daughter Mas."

"Mass? You call him Mas? Do you realize what you're saying? It has already hurt my heart Aisyah! He's trying to help you, but not my mom. Even today, Mama is a little difficult to walk. I who for a lifetime never made it trouble Aisha at all!"

Aisyah lowered her head, only the first time she saw Mas Yoga like that.

"Maybe if he's a married man maybe Mas can still tolerate it, but he's an Aish widower. Now you ask yourself, what if I'm close to another woman?"

Sontak Aisyah raised her face and looked at Mas Yoga. "Mas," he softly shook his head.

Seeing the face of his wife, immediately made Yoga realized. He pulled his hair back. With a slow step, he was about to walk out of the room. But quickly, Aisyah held him back.

"Pardon me" said Aisyah.

Yoga turned his face away and took off the rough cheque. Not for what, he just wanted to avoid further quarrels. Let the situation gradually subside on its own, until later they can solve this problem with a cold head.

But not with Aisyah, she still kekeh to explain the mistake of her husband. He just doesn't want the problem to last long. Because, he could not see the cold face of Mas Yoga.

Focus on pursuing the steps of Yoga, making Aisyah lose her own body balance. Until when Yoga went to his study, Aisyah actually stepped to the side. Ladder direction.

"Aaaahhhh,"

"Dear of it!"

"Mas Yoga."

Flashback off

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