
"Why just chocolate?" Windu protest.
"Eh, this is not chocolate!"
"Continue?"
"It's love in a box of chocolates..."
Windu looked at Dara stunned, who in the face just smiled and took a piece of chocolate from his box.
"Chocolate can say the magnitude of love is much better than words." Said Dara while opening the brown box in Windu's hand.
"Do you love, what is the original taste of chocolate?" Dara asked without lifting her face.
Windu did not deny, his anxiety as long as he was sentenced to be sick with this kidney disorder made him unable to think sanely.
Dara and her son Sunny who made her strong live the pain that almost made her curse her own life. He only wants to live a quiet and healthy life and be able to make his wife and child happy but when he changes for the better when he realizes that he loves Dara with all his soul, God gives him a great test.
All this time, he never said anything to Dara even though he felt more sick every day, he tried to look better to make his wife not have to worry about him.
Although he eventually fell, the abnormalities of this organ has indeed been carried from small, undetectable.
"Why don't you answer me?" Dara lifted her face, although her smile was so wide but those eyes could not lie, she hid her sadness behind the fog neatly.
"I don't know." Windu answered short, the smell of Dara's hair that smelled sweet fruit like the typical smell of his wife's hair from the first felt fresh into the cavity of his nose.
"The taste of chocolate is not actually sweet.but bitter." Dara broke a chocolate bar.
"In a piece of chocolate there is a sweet taste that is almost bitter, because in fact beautiful love is not always easy. But who refuses a piece of chocolate? Everyone is willing to continue to eat it even if they know the bitter chocolate at the tip of the tongue when the sweetness has run out. Love like that, will not stop surviving even though it may end up leaving a mark that is not only sweet but still makes you opiate." Dara smiled, her eyes slightly glazed.
"Darling..." Windu looked at Dara unblinkingly, especially when Dara fed him the brown piece from her hand lovingly at Windu.
"Happiness. Simple as a piece of chocolate." Dara put in the remaining pieces of chocolate that Windu had bitten. A drop of tear fell in the corner of his eye but quickly across the block.
"Beautiful memories are like chocolate, we may not be able to survive just by eating chocolate because chocolate is not filling, but eating a piece of chocolate makes life sweeter. We both have to eat it so that it's sweet we can remember all our lives."
Dara chewed the chocolate in her mouth, and swallowed it with all her might along with the tears that dropped back down.
Dara threw away her face and was about to get off the bed where Windu lay but Windu clutched his arm.
"Where are you going, baby? " Task Windu. The piece of chocolate in his mouth was swallowed without even chewing it.
"I want to call the nurse to take care of you for a while, I have to go to the apartment to see if Sunny is..."
"Darling!" Windu cut out Dara's words, knowing that Dara was just trying to avoid her.
They do have apartments in Singapore and close to the hospital that is now the place of Windu in care.
Dara pecked, the mane went up, but he did not make a sound.
He knew if he spoke again, he would cry.
Windu pulled Dara's body into his arms so strongly that his wife was blown away in his arms.
"What's wrong? Tell me? Why are you holding back your tears? Am I going to die?"
"No!" Dara covered Windu's mouth with her palm, and then her tears came down uncontrollably.
"Don't say that again! Otherwise I'll be mad at you." Dara seemed to be choking by her sobbing, holding back the cry was too painful.
"But why are you such a freak?" Windu asked while trying to laugh, he sat on the bed while trying to stand upright, the tools connected to his body made him feel bad.
"I am only happy and afraid." Dara finally nodded at Windu's chest.
"Happy and scared?" Windu asked in confusion. He is not not unafraid of the disease he has been experiencing so far, he is actually much more afraid than anyone when he knows it may be this disease makes him no longer able to see his wife and child again.
But, Windu always tries to be calm for fear of making Dara worry too much about him.
It was enough for her to see how Dara woke up in the middle of the night and quietly cried in her remembrance and tahajjud in the corner of the room where she was in this care.
Even sometimes he saw Dara falling asleep while lying face down on the bedside with her eyes moist, even when she woke up, the smile was so wide.
"I'm happy to have found a donor for you." Dara grinned without raising her head from Windu's chest.
"Oh, yeah..." Windu gaped, it was the best news he heard after the doctor sentenced, his kidneys almost no longer functioning, and must be lifted immediately. The only life expectancy is to receive a kidney transplant.
"If you have done a match check, three more days may be able to do surgery." Dara said, her lips twitching.
"Isn't this the good news we've been waiting for, then what are you afraid of?" Windu asked as he kissed Dara's hair, he looked excited.
"I'm just afraid if this doesn't work" Dara replied, inwardly. While tightening his embrace.
"I'm afraid you're hurt, because you have to operate." that sentence came out, in Windu's laughter.
"In surgery it has to be surgical, baby. How not to get hurt? I'm not afraid at all, if this can make me see you for much longer."
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