In Memories
part 125's
After ending the real lecture given by Aditya in his company, Ziana felt her body was tired so unknowingly she fell asleep on the sofa chair of her husband's workroom.
Aditya who was busy checking the file smiled to see his wife who was asleep beside him. He slowly confirmed Ziana's position to be more comfortable, and he took care of her body.
"Sleep that's sweety." He kissed Ziana fan on the forehead and sat down to check all the files he had to clear that day. Because today he promised to take his wife to dinner before tomorrow he had to start for chemotherapy.
At first he did not want to do it just saw the face of his wife who always tried to provide treatment for him so he could not say anything else. Aditya does not want Ziana's smile and hope in him to be lost because of his selfishness.
Drrr..Drrt
aditya's phone shook and he immediately received a call from his shabat.
"What are you doing?" ask Bara over there.
"Work."
"Don't get too tired of work, remember tomorrow is your first chemo schedule."
"Yes." Yeah."
"You can certainly be Sitya, see there is your wife who never tired of doing everything for your recovery. Don't let the effort go to waste, okay?"
"I understand." Aditya took a long breath.
"Can a sickle like me still have offspring?"
"Of course, but maybe there will be an impact of the drugs that you have been taking that will affect your fertility. You take it easy don't think too much, there's a solution.Trust me."
"I'm just afraid that I can't give my wife a descent."
"Don't think too far, I'm the first person who will do everything for you and your wife."
"Thanks." and the call ended, seeing his wife awake and he moved to get to her.
"Is your sleep disturbed?"
"No, but I'm hungry." Ziana bowed in embarrassment hearing the sound of her stomach shrill.
"All right, let's go home now." The two of them got ready to go home and stopped by first at a restaurant.
It only took ten minutes from Aditya company to arrive at one of the restaurants where they used to eat. Ziana and Aditya got out of the car and they walked by holding hands as if afraid of being separated. A little habit that makes Ziana's heart warm up if she remembers all the sweet things Aditya gave her.
In the VIP room as usual because they always reserve the place and also pre-order the desired menu, so that when they come everything is ready.
"Eat a lot, you're so tired" Aditya said with a warm smile.
"You should also eat a lot of my husband." Both of them ate without much noise.
"I've told you how many times to convince you, my dear husband, don't you ever doubt me, not even an inch, I'll never leave you and I'll always accept whatever your condition is."
"Sorry to make you tired of being my wife." Ziana tightened her arms she was powerless to see the face of her husband who was holding back her tears because it was very clear from Aditya's trembling voice.
"No, I'm so happy with you." Ziana knew her strength was currently on the verge, the slightest drop of her tear would break and it would make Aditya's mind even more burdened.
I can, must be strong for my husband. You have to heal for God's sake I'm really scared but I'll make sure you're healed, baby.
"But what if everything doesn't live up to expectations?"
"Then I will always fight for you, I will be your hands and feet when you are not able, and I will always be there when you fall and fall. Look I believe in me yeah." Ziana grabbed both of Aditya's palms to frame his face.
"Please don't give up on me." said Ziana softly and the two hugged very tightly and were immersed in their thoughts.
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The next day, which was Aditya's chemotherapy schedule for the first time, they were on their way to the hospital. Throughout the journey Ziana and Aditya engaged in many conversations, although it was not an important thing that they talked about only about Ziana and Aditya activities.
Ziana deliberately did not bring up the continuation of Aditya's treatment, she wanted her husband's mental condition to be good - fine until the chemotherapy that will be passed by her husband runs smoothly.
At the end of this Aditya more silent, before facing today. It was not him that he thought of but his wife Ziana, he was afraid that he would trouble Ziana who insisted on taking care of him without the help of a nurse despite the worst conditions she might experience.
His confidence began to disappear, he always felt if he failed to become a husband for Ziana.
After arriving at the hospital, Aditya enters the room he used to use. He is now changing clothes with hospital clothes, doctor Fiko and nurses have also been in the room to perform medical measures against Aditya.
Throughout the chemotherapy Ziana never went a second from beside Aditya. Never the least he complained, seeing Ziana's patience made Aditya even more eager to always follow the doctor's advice.
After the completion of chemotherapy, Ziana treated her husband very painstakingly. He has known the way of good care by always asking the doctor Fiko, if not the medical action then Ziana herself who will intervene to treat Aditya.
"You must be tired sweetie, go to sleep."
"No, I'll be here with a little college work to do. Go to bed first, you have to take a lot of rest." Ziana lifted the blanket up to Aditya's chest.
"Not too tired."
"Surely." Ziana also kissed Aditya's forehead, probably due to the influence of drugs quickly Aditya fell asleep in his sleep.
"You can definitely be my husband, everything is going well even the doctor is optimistic if you will recover." murmured Ziana.
Not feeling the tears that had been held back because she did not want to be seen by her husband was falling free from her eyelids, Ziana cried bated to see the condition of Aditya who was lying weakly by her side.
Aditya who he knew never showed his weak side, but now had to lie in the hospital. The place that Aditya hated the most, became a place that he must always go for his recovery. After the abduction, he had to always seek treatment for the healing of his internal and external wounds, and now he had to force himself to set foot in the most evaded place.