
Nadhira put both babies to sleep in a baby box. He did not move up close to the two boxes. He stared fixedly and lovingly with a pair of twin babies the fruit of his love with Reyhan. Then, a sweet smile saw the peaceful faces of Radit and Radin in a husk. In Nadhira's heart he hoped that peace would always be on the faces of her two babies. Although there was one weakness borne by either of them.
Nadhira's long breath was clearly heard. He then moved to the bed where Reyhan was still busy with his laptop. Since returning to the office, Reyhan has been busy taking care of office work. However, now Reyhan was no longer stingy just yet. Reyhan has understood the condition of his body that can not be invited to work too hard. Nadhira has always been strict with Reyhan.
Nadhira got into bed slowly. Then, he sat without any distance beside Reyhan. She rests her body on the body of the husband while watching Reyhan who is still busy with work in front of him. “Still much, yes, the job?” nadhira asked, wrapping both hands in Reyhan's arms. I don't know tonight he wants to bode to a man who is neatly wrapped in his pajamas. She wants to let go of her tiredness after a day of activities to carry out her duties as a wife in Reyhan's arms.
“A little more, yes, dear,” Reyhan replied. He then turned his head and landed his lips on Nadhira's forehead. He saw the beautiful face in a very close distance. As before, what he saw was the tired face of his wife. He momentarily ignored his work. Then, gently touch Nadhira's cheeks that are slightly filled. “You tired?”
Nadhira shook his head and smiled at Reyhan. He touched the back of the hand on his cheek. “Sister hasn't told me the same story ‘kan what Doctor Dharma said?”
Reyhan patted his forehead softly. He had completely forgotten to recount the results of his meeting with the Dharma Doctor this afternoon. His mind was seized full of work piling up despite having been partially completed by Farhan. “Sorry, Dear. I totally forgot. I'll tell you later, yeah. I finished my work a little more.”
Nadhira nodded quickly. Now he no longer talked much to remind Reyhan. Really now her husband is aware of the time and not too self-exciting to work. Nadhira is happy about that. Because, that means Reyhan really wants to try fully to keep his body condition gar okay. He then let the husband continue the work that was waiting to be completed immediately. He was just dreaming of himself. Think about what her future will be like with her son and husband.
“Done,” Reyhan said and closed his laptop. Then, put the object on the nightstand next to his bed. He then changed his position with a perfect lean and he embraced Nadhira's small body warmly. He kissed the top of the head that was no longer covered by the hijab. Smell the scent of lavender which always makes opium.
“You don't have to worry, yeah, Al. The examination results are fine. Hm, it's just that I need to be careful, because it could be that my body will experience the rejection of a new organ,” Reyhan explained without any intention of lying to his wife. After all, what the Dharma Doctor said was not necessarily the case. The doctor asked him to be careful.
“But, you don't think too much about it, Al. I'm sure everything will be fine, darling,” Reyhan continued so that his wife is not burdened.
Nadhira tightened her embrace on Reyhan's body. He drowned his face in the chest of the husband's field. “Iya. Brother should be fine for me and for the twins.”
“Iya, Darling. I promise.”
Silent. The couple's husband and wife are close to each other. Mutual in romance.
“Honey,” call Reyhan gently.
“Hm.”
“Have you made a call for the two of us from the twins?” ask Reyhan. I don't know why he suddenly remembered it. Although his two sons could not speak yet, but he already wanted to have a special call.
“Papa, yes, dear,” Reyhan replied without thinking long and replied with a nod by Nadhira. Then, the two of them were stuck in silence.
Reyhan's hand clasped Nadhira's body. He suddenly remembered about the condition of one of his sons, Radit who also had a disorder like him. Honestly, it made Reyhan shudder in horror. He imagined how his little baby had to fight so hard. He himself felt guilty, why should the lack go down on one of the babies? Reyhan never imagined it would happen to his son.
“Al,” call Reyhan replied muttered by Nadhira. “Sorry to me, yes,” he said again.
“Sorry for what?”
“Sorry for making one of our babies suffer.”
Nadhira lifted her head and looked at her husband's face which began to look sad. “No need to feel guilty like that. Brother forgot, yes, what did I say yesterday?” Nadhira changed his position by sitting up straight. He then cupped Reyhan's face with both hands. “God knows that Radit is a strong boy. Just like his papa. Therefore, Radit is blessed with a privilege like you,”, said Nadhira with a very soft tone of voice. “It's okay, Honey. I'm sure Radit can get through some tough times. We will always be with him.”
Reyhan lowered his head. What Nadhira said was not enough to make him feel fine. The guilt lingered in his heart.
“Sister, never feel guilty for what you never did. Whatever happens, such is the scenario that God has prepared and we must live.”
Reyhan was stunned to hear his wife's words. He did not expect that Nadhira could deal with this so maturely. He felt ashamed of himself. He should be the one trying to strengthen his wife. It's not exactly the opposite.
“Kak, we are strong, yes. We can really live it well as long as we are together.” Nadhira hugged Reyhan's body after speaking. “There is no pain that God brings down without medicine.”
Reyhan could only return his wife's embrace. It permeates the scent of lavender which continues to lurk and infiltrate the sense of smell. “Thank you for being strong and being a wife to me and a good mother to the twins.”
Nadhira just smiled.
“I’m so lucky to have you, Darling.”
“I am very lucky to have such a strong and great husband like you, Brother,” Nadhira replied in a definite tone of voice.
The couple then channeled love into one warm embrace. Give each other strength for each event that makes it fragile. Then, support each other when the situation falls apart.