The Incomplete Love
Enough …

“Bu, Aira asmaanya rumat, may need to be taken to the doctor again.”

“Aira want to be carried Mama,” said the little boy who reached out sign want to move from the sling Mbak Pur his nanny.

Hanna was carrying Aira, her two-year-old son looked very limp.

“Aira, we go to the doctor, yes.”

Hanna actually did not want to take her child to the doctor because it would cost money, but seeing Aira's sluggish eyes, she did not want anything to happen.

“Aira wants to be with Papa aja.”

“Mba Pur, ready everything, then call Jaka.”

Hanna held Aira who was still whining to want to be with her papa. Not long after the nurse who was guarding Thoriq came.

“Ya, Ma?”

“What is the father doing?”

“After I feed you, now again sit on the terrace.”

“Ok, I want to take Aira to the doctor.”

“Mama, Aira want to be with Papa aja,” whine Aira again.

Hanna looked at her son's face. Eyes clear. Although Thoriq is paralyzed and has difficulty speaking, the relationship between father and son is not affected. They stay sticky.

Aira likes to play around Thoriq, sometimes just doodling or playing dolls. Sometimes Hanna could see Thoriq's lips smiling at Aira's behavior.

“Papa can't anter. Aira's with Mama, okay? Mba Pur, come ..”

Arriving at the hospital, Hanna was carrying Aira.

“Hanna!”

“Yeah, Bella, what's up? Who hurts?”

“Not there, I'm going to the dermatologist. Let it glow. Your son is sick again? I think it should be time-out, Han. Can-can be mentally you take care of a sick child and husband.”

“Udah got my mental. Yes, when to make an appointment.”

“Sip, see you, keep in touch.”

Hanna looked at Bella who looked even more beautiful. Her hair was long unraveled, her skin was well-groomed white, her clothes, her shoes, her bags, all branded.

“I used to be like that. Even prettier, even though pregnant,” muttered Hanna while looking at the clothes she was wearing.

Loose skirt alakadar, shirt tops, and home sandals. His hair was smeared with wrinkles, dark circles around the eyes, his skin was dull because of all the skincare he stopped.

Hanna then saw Aira who was soundly carried by Mbak Pur, then let out a long sigh.

“Yuk Mbak Pur, later our number passed.”

***

“Hanna!”

Bella and Diana waved towards Hanna who rushed over to them. The triumvirate finally regrouped at their subscription cafe first.

The three hug because ever since Thoriq got sick and he lost his investment money, Hanna rarely goes outside and meets her friends.

“How are you doing, Han?”

“Ya gini deh, husband and child sick, money ilang,” reply Hanna while laughing bitterly.

“Endorsan is still my way see.”

“Alhamdulillah kl no endorsan, yes eat my stone,” sahut Hanna while sipping ice lychee tea that has been ordered by her friends.

“What's your plan, Han?” Bella and Diana asked in unison.

“Ga tau. Mumet nutmeg ni.”

Bella held Hanna's hand and said, “Han, you still want to continue marrying Thoriq? You still love her?”

Hanna. I don't know what she's feeling about Thoriq. He just wants everything back to how it used to be.

“Gue don't know if this is love or I don't have to leave him.”

“If I were you, Han, I divorced, I sold the house, look for a smaller one, the money I saved. Thoriq money also kebawa investment bodong?”

“That also makes me guilty.”

Diana snorted then said ketus, “Ngapain the hell you still bucin the same him? Didn't he not love you before? He can't move on from his ex, can he?”

“Come on lah, you are still very young. Twenty-five years have not been. You want a lifetime of lame men? Eh btw, your man is still functioning ga? What if you want?” Bella asked with a chuckle.

“Believe me no, my man can still, say.”

Hanna recalled the first time she tried to hook up after two or three months of Thoriq being paralyzed.

Her husband is sleeping. Hanna then lay down next to her husband, fumbling over the sensitive spot. She was relieved that her husband's heirloom was still responding to her stimuli.

Thoriq awakens trying to reject his wife, but Hanna's passion has already peaked. The woman does not care whether her husband is uncomfortable or even in pain, Hanna just wants to complete her passionate desire.

She kept on stimulating and moving over her husband's body. While Thoriq only closed resigned to the treatment of his wife.

Often Thoriq with an eye begged Hanna not to force herself. Her hand pushed Hanna, but now she was weaker. Finally Thoriq let Hanna finish her wish.

Not wanting to get pregnant with conditions that are still chaotic, Hanna uses safety so that she is free to connect.

Hanna knew Thoriq was terrified of every time he walked into the room. But she was a young woman who was still full of turmoil. And as long as Thoriq is still able, that's as long as Hanna will continue to ask for her rights.

Hanna completed a sudden daydream that revived her orgasm. Later that night he will return to ask for a living.

“Waaah crazy lo, Han. Serious of men you can still?”

“Still. That's all, I'm active. Nothing more than my dizziness nahan-nahan.”

“Simply same care giver keles, gelay deh lu is the same as paralytic.”

“Nmobile. I am halal-halal.”

“If you want to play halal, you sugat divorce aja your man continues to marry again. Lu is young, beautiful, many want same lu.”

“Ntar I thought first.”

“Basic bucin ..”

The three laughed out loud. That day for the first time in two years, Hanna was able to laugh out loud.

***

They sit back in the living room after lunch. Aira sat on Grandma's lap. Thoriq was in a wheelchair. Jaka gives her milk through a feeding tube.

After Thoriq tidied up and Jaka left the room, Hanna said, “Grandpa, Grandma, and Mas Thoriq. Hanna decided to divorce. Hanna is no longer strong enough to keep Mas Thoriq and Aira.”

Grandpa aghast.

“You mean not strong what, Hanna? You are Thoriq's wife, you should take care and care of your husband if you are sick. And you are Aira's mother, if not strong continue you want to stay with your child?” Loud talk.

“Hanna had enough to take care of Mas Thoriq, even longer than Mas Thoriq guarding Hanna. Three years we were married, two years Mas Thoriq paralyzed,” said Hanna coldly.

Grandma looked at Hanna sharply. He could not believe what he had just heard. In the past, until prostration begged Grandpa and Grandma to Thoriq to marry Hanna.

They see their beloved granddaughter slowly destroyed by wishing for the woman she loves. Now that Thoriq is paralyzed, Hanna intends to leave him.

“Hanna is young, entitled to be happy. After all, Thoriq always said that he married Hanna because of obligation. Now Grandpa and Grandma see for themselves, right? Thoriq can't take care of himself. How do you take care of Hanna?”

Netra Hanna looked at Thoriq. Indeed, his heart was sad to part from his first love, but he did not want to waste his life once.

“Love can come again, happy to be sought.” That was Diana and Bella's advice.

From outside came the sound of a horn. Before long, a cross-faced man entered. His skin is white, his body is tall, his hair is brown, his face is handsome like a top model.

“Sebastian, you came,” greet Hanna with a cheerful smile.

Grandpa and Grandma were confused. They don't understand the way Hanna thinks, the woman they knew from birth.

“Everything, this is Bastian. Once the divorce is over, we will get married and live abroad. Bastian loves me, Mas, unlike you who only consider me a burden.”

Thoriq looked at Bastian. Although he was trapped in a body that could not move and a mouth that could not talk, but he could still think and respond.

Hopeful, Hanna looked at Thoriq, waiting for jealousy or hurt by Bastian's presence. He turned around while grunting.

“Hanna, have you thought carefully?” Ask Grandpa again.

“Kek, which obviously Hanna does not want to be stuck with a paralyzed husband and a sick child.”

“Hanna!” Jerky Grandma.

Hanna moved up and stood at Bastian's side.

“Hanna will go with Bastian until night. When Hanna gets home, Mas Thoriq, Grandpa, Grandma, should've come out. It's up to Aira to be taken or not.”

With spoiled Hanna lulled in Bastian's arm. The man he had only known for the past few months.

“Yuk, Bas ..” Hanna and Bastian walk out.

“Hhhh aaaannaaa,” sound Thoriq raspy as forced.

Hanna turned her head, there was still as much love in her heart for Thoriq. If the man declares love to her, then Hanna will stay.

Netra Hanna looked gently at her husband.

“Tteerim.a to..siiih. Jaa..ga self..mu.”.

Hanna smiled faintly, it was hard to interpret the thanks that Thoriq had conveyed. But he understood, Thoriq took it off. He's pulling his shoulders.

“Sama-sama. Mas, goodbye.”

After Hanna and Bastian died, a soft voice sounded.

“Eyang uyut, Aira want to be with Aya aja,” said the little boy smirked.

He then moved into his father's lap. Hugged his neck tightly while hiding the face on Thoriq's chest.

With a hand that could still be moved, Thoriq returned Aira's embrace.

Grandma then called Jaka and Mba Pur to pack things.

“Ne...nneeek, rum.ah Qi.ara.”.

Grandma was stunned, making out with grandfather. After a long time, Thoriq was still thinking about Qiara.

“Quiet, Son. We will take you back to the village, before we stop by the house of Qiara, yes.”

Thoriq nodded, after a long time of empty neutrality, that time he saw a hopeful flash of twinkle.

Hanna who came back to pick up something secretly heard their conversation. Tears escaped wetting his cheeks.

He still hopes for Thoriq's love. Even if there is a little love for him, then he will be able to live life together. As long as Thoriq loves her.

Roughly, Hanna rubbed her cheeks drying up the tears of disappointment.

“Enough.”

***

Arriving at the house that Qiara used to live in, Grandpa and Grandma were confused because the house looked clean and tidy.

“Me and Mbak Pur who took turns cleaning this house every time we leave, Ms. Sepuh,” said Jaka politely to see the astonishment of Grandma.

Netra Thoriq warmed up staring at the happy photos of herself with Qiara. He tried to reach for his favorite photo, when they were both at the beach.

Grandma helped him and placed the photo on Thoriq's lap. Thoriq gently rubbed Qiara's face in the photo.

“Aya, who?” Tanya Aira looked at the photos of her father with women other than her mother.

“Bu.. naaa,” Thoriq voiced to answer his son.

“Buna beautiful.”

Thoriq nodded then voiced again, “San..gat.”.

The man then asked to be directed to the bedroom. Jaka opened the door and pushed the wheelchair in.

Thoriq looked around the room that still looked as neat as the last time he came. He pointed to the pillow. Jaka took it. Thoriq then clutched the pillow that Qiara had worn years ago.

“Ne.nek, Tho.riq mmmaa.

“Daddy, in Shea Allah. Later in Solo you will take therapy. Spirit, you have Aira who still needs her father.”

Thoriq nodded.

After leaving the house to the neighbors to always be guarded and cleaned, they all left for Solo. Thoriq looked at his home for the last time.

“I'll be back ..”Whisper in heart.

***