Trapped by the Love of Leaning
I love you Shakira.
"By.." call Jason, when Shirleen sees him making a move. Shirleen opened her eyes and stared at the blur of her husband's face, Jason clasped Shirleen's hand.
"My baby!" shirleen's spontaneous cry, her eyes staring at the stomach that was painful, of course the caesarean section marks made her feel pain even though she was only slightly moving.
"Our babies are born, they survived, thanks for fighting, I love you By!" jason said, then the man gently kissed his wife's forehead.
Shirleen felt relieved, her tears dripping, without her enjoying the birthing process this time, the twins had been born safely in her unconscious state.
"You're so strong, don't leave me!" lirih Jason's.
In fact, Jason was really afraid of losing Shirleen, saw that Shirleen was bleeding heavily, and then did not wake up from fainting to giving birth, certainly making him in fear.
"If I'm still here to this day, then I won't leave you By, God still wants us together" Shirleen said, reminding that there is or does not exist himself on Jason's side is not dependent on his will, but rather the will of the Power.
"I'm so scared." - Jason.
Fragile, Shirleen has not known about her baby boy, about Jason's dream that makes the young man always overwhelmed with guilt. This time Jason said he was terrified not only of being separated from Shirleen, but of how the future life of a baby boy who was only five minutes away from his baby daughter.
"Our son, where?" shirleen asked, "Is it true that they are twins?"
"Yes right, man and woman." nodded Jason.
"Really!" although his stomach hurt, but Shirleen could not help the happiness embedded in his chest. The twins have been born from her womb, although this time it must be by caesarean section.
"Can you bring them here?" please Shirleen.
"Yes later!"
Mr. Adrian was looking at his grandson in the nursery, the tiny baby had to be in an incubator because of a heart defect.
"Pity you dear, your little body must endure pain."
The tiny baby was indeed a little difficult to breathe, so it had to be installed a tool to normalize the work of his heart.
The 2.3kg baby had a face similar to Shirleen, but his irises were the same as Jason's, black and sharp.
It is true that fraternal twins will not be similar to one another.
Mr. Adrian could see that, the baby was writhing, maybe disturbed by the tools attached to his body, his eyes were staring at Mr. Adrian, as if asking for help. Mr. Adrian's heart is crumbling dimly, his grandson must experience all this, why not himself? Why is it so small a baby? Who had just seen how the world looked but seemed to have been introduced to cruelty.
"You will be strong, like your father, even today my Jason is so strong."
For almost an hour Adrian was in front of the glass of the room, staring at his grandson incessantly, lamenting the fate of his grandson who for him was less fortunate.
"Pa.." cried Mama Mila, disperse her reverie.
"Yes..."
Mr. Adrian nodded, himself also so worried about the state of his son-in-law, who had been very struggling to give birth to the next generation.
Roy went home for a while, took a shower and prepared to go to the office, representing a meeting in which the actual schedule had been postponed from two hours ago, his Young Master would not enter the office of course.
"Darling.." call Roy to his wife.
Shakira was not found in the room, out of nowhere the wife went, after all Shakira was not a person who easily get along with the neighbors.
"Darling.." call him again.
Roy's step towards the back garden, since marriage actually Shakira never visited the back garden, but somehow the step this time brought Roy to it, to be sure or there is something in the back garden.
"Shakira.." - Roy came to his wife who was sitting in the back garden, not caring about the heat. Shakira's gaze was empty, a strange gurgle according to Roy, during knowing Shakira, the girl who blatantly said she liked him, the girl who seemed to have broken her shame when it came to Royand Zuhrizal, who was the first girl to talk about her, as much as Roy knows Shakira is a jolly girl with him, living with her is Shakira's dream, so Roy has heard spoken from his wife's sweet lips when Shakira relentlessly approaches him first.
"Hey, honey... Why?" ask Roy gently. The man took Shakira to sit on a park bench, under a fairly shady mango tree. The mango tree was flowering, when it was blown like this like a fallen cherry blossom, flying, landing gently on Shakira's long black hair.
"I just remember her Roy, I should have been happy Miss Shirleen gave birth, but I still remember her, I can't forget her Roy, she's been happy right, even though she's been happy right there?" lirih Shakira, her eyes were still empty, looking straight ahead at the rocks that seemed more attractive to her than Roy's face this time.
"Darling, hey, He's in Heaven, He's a daycare and can be taken anytime, don't beat yourself up too much baby, we can still make it, we can still make it, if necessary we also program twins so that it can be the same as Miss Shirleen." said Roy, the intention is only one, to comfort Shakira so as not to dissolve in sadness.
There was no smile, only ******* long that Shakira could reply to all of Roy's words, on her chest still claustrophobic every time she remembered that. Remembering the One who was gone, even before his whereabouts were known.
Definitely Roy hugs his wife, kisses the spoiled top of Shakira's head, Roy's heart is equally grievously sliced, yet he tries hard.
"Darling, do not be sad, maybe God left Him as a lesson only for us, a lesson so that we are more careful, do not be rash, we will soon get a replacement, just pray to the On-Top, asking him, God is merciful." Roy advised Shakira.
"This is a test of patience for us, every human being is always a test of patience, as well as us, so do not be sad, do not be discouraged." continued Roy again.
"I just feel lost dear." said Shakira. Her head looked up, her eyes were looking at Roy, her husband's face was always soothing.
"The sense of loss is certainly there, but protracted in sadness is also not good, you know, not allowed in Islam, dear to be sincere, willing, so here, so here, in the heart we will be relieved by itself if we can sincerely give up."
"Then our lives will be better, try first."
Roy gives advice to Shakira who is certainly very, very minimal religious knowledge, kisses Shakira's lips, ******soft rannumnya, "I love you Shakira, we will face this together, there I am, there I am, your husband!"
Seriate...
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