Being a Milk Mom For Twin Nieces
Chapter 9. Bereft

In the dried up and no longer too arisen tomb, Arsatya sent prayers to his dead wife. He told me a long story about his life that felt different since he left.

“I used to never pour out my heart to you while you were alive, but now this is all I can do. Tell me a story when you're no longer by my side, but can you listen to me from up there?” he said he gently stick his forehead on a tombstone bearing the name of the wife.

“Darling, tell me how to apologize to you for all my mistakes? I never appreciated your existence? I regret what I did to you. I'm sorry,” he said sobbing.

“I was wrong, I sinned greatly at you. I just realized that you mean a lot to me. There's no better woman than you for me, you're the best for me why I'm wasting you.”

In his hand issued a report of the results of the examination, “Why have you never been honest with me before?”

“Why have you never complained about your pain to me? I'm an unjust husband to you, I'm sorry,” he cursed to himself.

“Let me endure my sadness, my regret, my loneliness. I deserve to feel this heartache for the rest of my life for hurting you.”

“I promise not to love–“

Jeder!

The roar of lightning suddenly came over, as if it did not approve of what the man who was feeling the loss was about to say. The lightning bolt that struck the earth repeatedly did not frighten the man.

Let the rain fall on his body, let the lightning bolt. For him, life is the rest of God's time until the Power wants him back.

It seemed that the soul had resigned itself to going home at any time. He stayed in place and kissed the wife's dead headstone.

“You are my love, you are my world. This world is no longer meaningful after you are gone, I have lost all the colors of my life, gone all my love for you have taken me away with you. Get me now, take me with you, my dear.”

An official report with the logo of the city hospital gave Arsatya to Suroyo, his father-in-law.

“I suspect something is wrong with my wife's death. He who when he died had bleeding out of all the holes in his body. I suspect that, Dad. Now I get his medical records. He has stage 4.” brain cancer said the son-in-law who stood in front of his father-in-law who was sitting in his study.

“Dad knows about this,” he said.

His father-in-law was silent and in a down state, he could not answer anything.

“Why did you hide this from me? Why are you hiding this from me?! Why, Dad?! Now I've really lost her!” the young man shouted hysterically.

“If only one of you had told me this, Amelia would not have died. He must still be here!” he said he grabbed his own hair.

“Daddy said— did you guys say if it was just his childhood illness? But, what is all this? Why is no one honest with me?!” arsatya said he threw a punch at the wall closest to him. He slammed his back against the wall of the room banging his head several times.

The middle-aged man moved from his seat, he embraced his son-in-law to sit on the sofa that was in the room.  “Indeed it was her childhood illness, but two years ago, Amelia complained of the same pain and the examination results showed her illness was more severe than a tumor in her childhood. Amelia repeatedly tells dad not to tell you this or he will make you hate her more for marrying a sick woman.”

“What?!” Arsatya increasingly made unexpected with the narrative.

“No, dad should have kept telling me,” rich Arsatya.

“Repeatedly the doctor said if her pregnancy risked threatening her life, but she remained in her resolve. You know, she really wants to give birth to children for you because if she really dies later, you are not lonely by yourself,” said one father as he shed his tears.

“So, he sacrificed himself just for the sake of the child? This is not true. If he could be selfish with himself, maybe this wouldn't happen,"

"Then, has he allowed his illness to eat away at his body?” asked Arsatya who had been very weak to hear all the bitter facts about his wife.

“No, father and mother who brought him routine treatment. We've been willing to do anything for him, son, for two years. We work hard and as if never there for them, especially Anindya who we often leave just because we need a lot of costs for the treatment of her brother,” the father of two daughters confessions.

Arsatya sobbed, “Why didn't you ever tell me? I'm so sorry, Dad.”

“Dad can do anything but obey his will, dad always obey his will because I am afraid if it is his last request. So, as much as I can do anything for my daughters. You know, she loves you so much, but Amelia said to dad if you don't love her, you love other people and people–”

“No, that's not true! I don't love anyone. I just love her, I love my wife, Dad. Amelia, she's all I want, nothing else!” protest Arsatya for a moment.

“Get Amelia back to me, Dad. I beg you, can anyone give him back to me, give me a chance to say I love him so much and won't let him go,” Arsatya cried in the arms of his father-in-law.

“Think, Son. Now that there is Anindya in your life, I hope she can be the successor of Amelia.”

“Can't, Dad. I want to apologize to you because until now I could not accept anyone to replace Amelia. I can't" said the man shaking his head.

Really, forgetting Amelia is a taboo for Arsatya especially if it has to replace the position of the woman in his heart. He will never forget the woman who loved him so much.

“Dad married you to father's daughter not without reason. You will definitely understand one day,”, said Suroyo patting the back of his daughter-in-law.

“Dad, what can I do to him. I can't love him, father's second daughter. I'm sorry.”

“But you guys need her, Anindya is a good girl, son. Dad once sinned heavily on him, often dad let him down, as if ignoring him. Dad was always not there when he needed Dad. Anindya has lost faith in her father and mother, only you're her new hope, son.”

Arsatya kisses her father-in-law's hand, “Sorry, Dad. I really can't.”

Suroyo rubbed her daughter-in-law's shoulder, took a deep breath, “Alright. Do not wait until your children do not need him, if that time comes and you still cannot accept it. So, return Anindya to father. Don't make her fall in love with you or she'll have a hard time letting you go. Understand, Nak?”

“Never make him put hope in you if you can't accept it. But I hope, just try once you open your heart to him if you want to open a new sheet with him or not at all,” advice Suroyo.

“No dad, Satya won't open it at all. Let this sorrow forever be in Satya's heart as a punishment for ignoring him who is gone,” replied Arsatya.

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The pot is late, bucin after being left dead:((