Bitter Tongue In-Law
68. Karma Arga's

"Why do I feel like the world is narrow? Why is it that every time we go to the hospital we meet them."

"Udah, Honey. They're part of your past, let it go. We don't have to think about them let alone think of something that scares you, hm? Yes, yes." Bian stroked slowly the back of Nuna's hand hoping that the woman could be calmer. Every time I met Arga, the 29-year-old woman always turned pale.

They then continued the journey to the hospital park, Bian wanted to refresh himself by looking at the outside air that he had been unable to enjoy for a few days.

While in another part, Arga almost fainted to hear that his wife was unconscious after the completion of the operation and the baby is in critical condition because indeed from the beginning of pregnancy there was little problem. Complications occur while the operation is ongoing.

"Geez, what's going on with my life, Mom? Why is everything I can slowly go like this? Why is it that every time I get offspring there's always a problem, why Mom?" Arga weeps over the helpless condition of his wife's son in a separate room.

He was no longer able to support his body with both feet. He just sat limp with the head he put on his mother's fragile shoulder. The woman's shoulder is not as strong as it used to be, there has been a lot of change in her physique. But not with her heart, in the depths of her heart, the woman still harbored the same hatred towards Nuna. He still did not like the woman despite having changed a lot from Nuna starting from appearance and economic aspects.

If Nuna had a well-established economy as it is now, it is possible that what is happening now will never happen. Farewell, his son's life was heavy and seemed more trials after the departure of Nuna. And everything that happened to Bu Ningsih now.

"Already, Arga. You better think it's okay. You have to believe that everything will be good. This is also one of the rewards of your actions to Mom. You dare to leave me for a woman like that."

Arga was silent. In her heart she seemed to have never changed. He still spoke with a spicy sentence by not seeing the situation. He is aware and knows that he is wrong, but shouldn't it be discussed now? This is not the right time to blame anyone, no need to be reminded who is wrong in these conditions, right?

And Anita's condition apparently no change until the next day. In fact, the woman who had just given birth to her first child actually experienced a decrease in consciousness. While the daughter who still looks not ready for her birth has left Arga and her mother forever. Even Arga had not seen how the child looked before he buried his own child.

Arga only found out the face of the child when he also buried him. The man was no longer crying like yesterday. Justu he was exactly like a person who had lost the spirit of life and left a little sanity in his life.

Since her son's death, Arga has done nothing but sit quietly waiting for his wife. He sat down with empty eyes and did not answer questions or words from his mother. The baby's face that is still printed clearly in the memory makes Arga increasingly look not want to live anymore.

"Arga, you have to eat a little bit is okay. You did not eat yesterday, your stomach is not there. You will not be able to take care of your wife if you are sick yourself. Let's eat first."

"I'll eat after Anita wakes up. What should I tell her if she asks about her son's condition? What do I have to answer?"

"Yes tell me honestly, you'll think about it. Now eat first, Ar."

"I don't want to, Mom."

I don't know how many times Bu Ningsih forced Arga to eat or at least drink even just a little. However, the more Bu Ningsih persuaded, Arga's sadness will increase as if the speech from his mother is fertilizer that makes his sadness fertile.

There is nothing that is not destroyed if he becomes Arga he is already a father figure as he wants but his first baby is not recognized by him himself and he almost has a baby back from his flesh and blood alone, but God says something else. Already twice Arga failed to become a father, what else can he expect? It was as if he had lost his way in life.

And who would have thought, it turns out Anita that night closed her eyes for the last time. He gave up on his life. He had been struggling for two days to stay, but God invited him to come home.

Arga roared shaking his wife's body to wake up. For this time he really could not resist the destruction of his life's greetings. Destroyed is all that is in Arga. It is like a dry leaf blown by the wind and flying in all directions without knowing its purpose.

"Why Anita? Why did you leave me too? You're my only hope. But you also have to leave me after our son? Why don't you fight a little for me, An?" Arga tries to prevent the health worker who took Anita away. He held back the walking bed that would separate him from his wife.

"Please don't take my wife away, she's all I've got," roared Arga held the bed to the outside.

"Sorry, Sir. We have to take care of the house immediately. Please be patient and steadfast, we know your sorrow. Please let us do our duty. Please understand, sir."

Bian who that night was in the same place again they became a living witness to the destruction of the man. He had seen there was a push-bed that was prevented by Arga walking to the morgue. While Arga sat on the floor with a body that seemed unable to move. That night he was allowed to go home. He and his sister and Nuna came to pick him up that night, and they saw such a heartbreaking sight.

Nuna did not know what was happening, seeing from Arga's cries it seemed like she had lost someone close to her. Was the one who had been delivered to the morgue his wife? Nuna in my heart.

He hated Arga so much, but still the soft side of his heart and was born as a woman felt sadness when he saw the person he knew look pitiful.

"What's going on? What happened to her ex-husband, Miss Nuna?"

"Honey, you can get in the car first with Bianca. I went to Arga first, yeah. He lost someone when he was alone. I used to feel what he felt. I'm gonna go there for a second. It's okay, right?

Bian was also touched by his heart. Hate that he felt against Arga actually still exists, only with the maturity that he had he set it all aside.

"Why should I wait in the car? I can't come with you to see him?"

"Do you want to?"

"Just be condolent, to do this we don't need to look at him who, right? Want enemies, friends, people who hate us, we hate, want a lot of wrong or not, as fellow humans who have nothing wrong if just give strength."

Bian smiled warmly. He never thought that his future wife could grow up too. The woman had only often shown her childish side all along.

"Yes, if you have that intention. You can wait in the car, Ca."