
Normal POV
"No Jasmine?!"
Fahmi's face paled looking at his wife who seemed to close her eyes. His breathing was choked, his blood seemed to stop flowing, his heart seemed to stop pulsing. Nope,
"Doctor what's wrong with my wife?!"
"What have you done to my wife?"
"Delati.." she couldn't weep. He hugged his wife's body.
"Sir, please come out for a moment, sir" asked the Doctor.
"You think I'd be able to leave my wife now?,"
"Our brother please cooperate. It's all for your wife. Nurse,"
"Come sir," take one of the sisters.
"No I can't,"
"Sir we know you're very worried about your wife's condition. But we promise to do everything possible."
With a heavy heart Fahmi left his wife. He approached the little girl who was still red. With tears in his eyes he persecuted his daughter.
"Son" cried Faris to his son.
Sontak Fahmi slammed into his father's arms. "Dad, Jasmine Yah."
"We just pray for the best, son," said Faris trying to calm Fahmi.
Before long both parents Melati also came, they just went to the iron.
"Faris how's my daughter?" Ikhsan asked worriedly and worriedly.
Faris shook his head, he himself did not know how his daughter-in-law was doing.
"We pray'a Mas hope Melati is okay." Mina gently stroked her husband's back. Ikhsan held the hand that touched him, he nodded.
Both the husband, the parents and the in-laws can only leave everything to the Almighty. They also pray that the doctor can handle the person they care about.
Chequek.
"Do you know what my wife is doing?" Cecar Fahmi is impatient. The worry he felt did not fade at all from earlier.
The doctor smiled, "The patient is fine, she is just exhausted from giving birth."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Their oral word endlessly recites the word of gratitude.
"May we go in Doc,"
"Sure, please Sir." The doctor said politely, he gave way to his patient's family to enter.
With feelings overwhelmed with happiness they see the state of Jasmine. Especially Mina Dan Ikhsan, did not want to be preceded by their son-in-law directly hugging their daughter's body.
"Happy son, you've been holding my glass" Mina concluded.
Melati paints her smile. He is also very grateful to have been able to get through it all. Her daughter was born perfectly, and her face was also very beautiful. He fondly caressed the face of the child.
Ikhsan's eyes glazed over, as if just yesterday he was accompanying his wife Sarah struggling to give birth to Melati. Now his daughter has given him a grandchild.
"Grandfather's grandson," he said. Melati smiled, she gave space for her father to hold his daughter.
The same thing happened to his two in-laws, the atmosphere of haru encircled the white room of ash.
"Well, yeah,"
Fahmi politely takes over his daughter from his father-in-law. For a moment he looked at the tiny and beautiful body, a smile etched beautifully on his lips.
"Dad will name you Aisha Zara Al-Farisi...."
"Good name Well, Aish." call Melati smile at my daughter who is in her father's arms.
"A pretty name like a baby" said her father-in-law.
The room was completely foggy of happiness at this moment. They also chatted with their grandchildren as if Aisyah could respond to them. Not infrequently Aisyah opened her mouth and moved to make anyone anxious at her.
***
Not yet 40 days turned out to be the puerperium Melati has ended. He remembered his intentions all along, but given how close Aisyah and Fahmi's relationship was to his dismay. In this family also both himself or Aisyah get abundant affection from her husband and in-laws. Only his relationship with the honey did not get along.
Actually not not not getting along, but because Sasa alone did not want to familiarize himself with it. It is also the one who thinks about where the wedding will go. Clearly, she herself had an interest in her husband's charms.
But considering that he does not belong entirely makes him sick especially when seeing togetherness with his honey. Especially Sasa who sometimes visited his residence with Mas Fahmi. With the reason of wanting to meet with Aisyah, Sasa sometimes deliberately heated himself up.
No, every woman has a dream. And he doesn't want a lifetime of sharing. Pretending to be sincere and patient when his mind is tormented. It was enough for almost a year that he survived. Tonight he will intend to discuss everything with Mas Fahmi. He just wants to solve everything in a family and after all Mas Fahmi is still his daughter's father.
"M-mas..," he said hesitantly. He squeezed the tip of his hijab to slightly reduce his nervousness.
Fahmi who was watching his laptop turned his face. "Yes Mel," she said softly.
Melati's heart beat is racing faster. The words he had designed from yesterday seemed to have been broken somewhere.
Long enough to draw and exhale, she ventured to look at the face of the man who was the status of her husband. "Ehm, so it's like this. Do you remember our conversation on our first night?"
Fahmi stopped his activities. He stared intensely at the face of the woman who gave birth to his daughter, his son was seen up and down a sign he was tense and nervous at this time. He remembers, even remembers.
"What's wrong?" Ask her drowning.
Melati further lowered her face, "My puerperium was over a few days ago. And I-I.., you sure don't remember everything." Closing his eyes, honestly saying that made him very claustrophobic.
Similarly to Fahmi, he turned his face away from those fragile eyes. He also knew enough that all this time, living with him made Melati not so happy. But he will end everything, his heart chooses to live with Melati and release Sasa.
"May I know, what makes you unable to live with me forever? Hasn't my name occupied the space in your heart all this time?" He said.
Doubtfully Melati replied, "You must know that every woman no one wants to share even her own husband. I just don't want to hold tight forever when I see you with the others." It's up to the bitterness in every sentence that comes out of his mouth.
"Are you going to stay with me if I'm only yours?"
His wife looked up at his face in disbelief. He shook his head weakly.
"Why?"
"Don't make me another woman's happiness-grabber. Fellow woman of course I know what it's like to be her. I just want to live a happy and quiet life without ruining the happiness of other women. Not to mention later I don't know how to deal with social sanctions. As long as I'm your wife don't you know for yourself what happened to me?"
"Don't you think about Ayesha?, she's even a little girl."
"You can still very much meet him, Mas, I'll never separate a child and Dad."
Fahmi let out a tired sigh, whether he should be honest about his intention to divorce Sasa. Well, he has to explain everything.
"Mel me-"
"Oee..," heard her son crying immediately Melati met him. He doesn't even care about Fahmi.
"Will divorce Sasa and live with you forever." Fahmi looked at the disappearing Melati.