
Gibran was sitting on the corner floor of the room with his legs bent and his hands folded around his knees, Gibran purposefully slumped his teary face over his knees. Gibran wept silently as he did not want Jasmine to hear her voice. In Jasmine's new ward, he did not dare to approach his wife who had repeatedly called out his name and asked her to come closer.
Ranti who saw her son crying could only give strength to Gibran by rubbing his back sadly.
Ranti no longer knew how to deal with Gibran's domestic problems, she did not know if she could always calm Gibran down by convincing him.
Satya, Airin, they also cried in silence, more heartbreaking than crying with a voice. Unable to imagine how devastated Jasmine was when she learned the harsh reality of her life, her world was no longer there, no longer, he will never be able to feel how beautiful the world is with millions of colors that make this world so beautiful.
"Gio's age is now four months old, yeah, Dad, Bun. It doesn't feel like I'm in a coma for long." Jasmine smiled happily, she let Gio tightly grip her index finger. His sister looked very calm in her carriage.
Gibran was unable to answer his wife's question, his wife's voice was so calm and behaving as if she was fine that it made Gibran's cry even worse. Gibran immediately stood up and stepped quickly to his wife and hugged her very tightly.
Airin who saw the stifling sight of her chest even closed her mouth so that her stuffing did not sound to Jasmine's ears. Ranti rubbed the tears dripping down her cheeks gently.
Jasmine gasped in shock as suddenly her body was in someone's embrace. However, when he smelled the distinctive smell of the body of the person who hugged him, Jasmine's heart warmed up as he knew if it was his Gibran–. Jasmine could feel very strongly that her husband's body was shaken with an irregular-sounding breath.
"Gio is big, yes, Mom." Jasmine was trying to make the atmosphere in the room mediocre. However, when he felt the base of his hair wet, Jasmine's heart felt like it was sliced with a dagger so sharp that it caused a very painful wound due to the fine incision after incision in his heart.
"Yes, Gio's a big boy now." Satya who answered because Gibran did not answer him, Satya almost lost his voice when he came to the last word he said.
"Jasmine wants to go home quickly and play with Gio again when at home." Jasmine again smiled, she kissed Gio in a frenzy, and let Gibran cry while hugging him.
"You should recover du-young new b-b-by go home." Gibran's words were disjointed, now he was already crying with a heartbreaking voice the moment Jasmine heard him.
"Why did all this have to happen to our daughter-in-law, Dad?" Ranti looked at Satya with sad eyes, her hands shaking in the warm embrace of her husband, Ranti drowned her face in the chest of Satya's field and continued her crying.
"This is a trial from God. We will never be able to escape the destiny that was determined by the Creator." Satya rubbed his wife's back gently.
"But why should our daughter-in-law, Dad? Why not someone else?" Ranti seemed to be so devastated that she thought badly like this.
"Mother can't talk like that! Mother knows not if the words of Mother just insulted God? God knows everything, knows what is good and what is bad for His people. Everything that happens now has been planned by Him since we have not been in this world, Bun." Satya advised his wife in a low and gentle tone.
Ranti nodded and went to ask Allah for forgiveness.
"You don't have to cry, Mom. Don't be like a kid who lost a toy!" Jasmine said calmly when in fact she was nothing like that.
"You're making me worry about you?" Gibran rained down on Jasmine's head with a kiss.
"No." Jasmine replied in a short and ironic manner.