Promise To The Tombstone

in love •  7 years ago  (edited)

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Ar, when did you marry me? "

Always that sentence disturbed Arman's mind. He stopped with a million sentences to explain the real situation to the girl. After all, the man has a great burden to finance his two sisters who are sitting on the bench senior. Surely the burden of cost is the obstacle that Arman married Raisa. To marry the girl. The mother did not forbid Arman's wishes. However, he could not have done it. Given his younger siblings are still educated. Due to love and living conditions, Arman was forced to find a great income for all to be fulfilled. Intentions of the heart was moved to pit his destiny to the country people. There Arman works as a salesman. The income is quite large. But it takes a long time for him to collect the amount of money he wants.

Time goes on without interruption. Raisa patiently waiting for the lover's struggle. Although the mother urges her only daughter to marry another man. For the girl his love and intentions are unanimous only to Arman. So many times he rejected the request of the mother. Catastrophe befell Arman. He must spend enough money to treat the mother. The 56-year-old woman was attacked by a lung disorder. For the sake of the man who has fought to raise him, the man has reached into his pocket for the healing of the mother. As a result the intention to marry Raisa should be extended again.



"Ar, when did you marry me?"

The phrase pierced his mind. That's when he did not pitch at all to explain the circumstances that have happened. One time Arman thought hard to pay off his promise to marry the girl. Given the age of their courtship has lasted long. But the man could not argue at all to marry her. Finally Raisa has no other choice. He must marry the man's dream. The decision taken by the girl also made Arman feel sad. Marriage was held in early january. Many people came to give prayers and sayings to Raisa and Bastian. There is also a gift.

The pile of presents was not disturbed at all after the wedding. Because it looks so damaging to the eye, finally the girl opened every gift wrapping. Among many gifts. There is a single plastic rose. The flower is tied together with a white envelope containing a letter. Out of curiosity with the contents of the letter. Raisa read it carefully .. The letter's sentence is not so long. Just saying, "Congratulations on a new life, Raisa I promise not to marry another girl. For the sake of fulfilling the promise I have never taken away and also as proof of my loyalty. "

He is almost oblivious to the figure of Arman. As if the sheet of white paper reminded him of him. Glimpses of his past memory rolled back. Remembering time with the former to make him a good wife. Raisa tried not to be disturbed by Arman's loyalty. She kept trying to keep her husband's feelings from her past. Two years of marriage Raisa with Bastian. During that time they have not been blessed by a child. Day and night both always include it in prayer. So that soon can be blessed baby. Finally the request came true. Now the woman is entering old pregnancy. Both look happy. Moreover, the child in the womb is the first child after their marriage.

The labor time is getting closer. Many things have been prepared. Both from baby equipment and equipment for labor later. The hospital room is crowded with visitors. They tried to see the body limp and lifeless. In the corner of the patient's bed, a woman with a swollen belly burst into tears. He felt disbelief with the calamity that befell the body that there is no sign of life. The doctor also explained to the family that Bastian died of a heart attack. The disease was already suffering for about seven years ago. But the complaint was never told to Raisa.

Now his days are quiet. Her husband's death brings black ink to Raisa's life. The diary sheet is written a bitter story since the death of her husband. Indeed anyone does not want an instant death. But God tells the story of his own story. Anyone can not fight fate. Death is only a symbol of impermanence of a life. The pain is increasingly felt. It was time for Raisa to give birth. That night the ambulance came to pick her up. The sound of the car slapped each side of the road. Speed ​​raced with a tight, rhythmic taste in the stomach. The labor is slow. In addition, the pain began to spread throughout his body. Raisa tried to be strong in these conditions. Even without a husband, the faithful mother is beside her only child.

Raisa bleeds during childbirth. As a result the baby is born had to lose lives. This time he really lost hope. Not until there was the sadness he received. But the paralysis he suffered also became a new round of suffering for him. Dusk is rising fast. The afternoon sky exudes a reddish color. Drooped down a girl in a wheelchair. He sits toward the western horizon. While watching the sunrise farewell. Her bruised eyes were crying all day.

Race, be patient boy. You do not think much pity with the condition of your body is getting weaker. "The mother's voice softens softly. Say hello to his eardrum. But the dew drip drip non-stop. His lips remained silent without a word stringing. For a year Raisa was patient with her condition. Perseverance always try to paint with ink sincerity. He tried to smile with tears that parse. Even the bone of the husband disturbs his mind at all times. Sometimes his eyes are wrapped in dew. When he saw his neighbor passing in front of the porch holding the baby home. But he must be able to learn from all the wisdom he received.

That morning came a familiar guest to Raisa. He is Arman, the man who ever stopped at his heart. His arrival made her able to overflow his longing. After a few years they did not meet. The news of her husband's death had long been heard by Arman. Only he did not have time to visit. Because he was out of town. Almost every day Arman came to accompany Raisa. Both walked around the yard. There they also spend a lot of time together.

One day Arman's arrival was different from before. He looks handsome and looks a little tidy. Not only Raisa but his mother also experienced surprise. "Raisa in front of your mother, will you marry me? I do not have much money to do it. But I have a loyalty and readiness to take care of you. Regardless of what your physical condition is like. "Tears welled up and stared intently at the red roses offered by Arman. The mother put her arm around her daughter. As if he regrets having married his son to another man. Just because of the money that became their love affair back then.

Both also agreed to bring together their families. The result of the meeting also gave the green light to Arman and Raisa. Finally they agreed to get married next month. The news began to spread. Many assume that Arman is a stupid man. Though there are still many perfect women to marry. On the other hand there is also a praised man for the loyalty of choosing Raisa to be his wife. To Arman's lack of the girl he was about to marry was his perfection. Therefore, he does not want the chatter of the people to be a barrier of his love sincerity.

Since that time. Arman looks steadfast and faithful to keep Raisa. Even from his lips did not sound utter sigh. It is therefore not surprising that many are jealous of the poor girl. One more week they will soon get married. The party they had planned was not so fancy. Happyness began to blanket Arman's face. Inexhaustible he was grateful that he could pay off his promise to marry Raisa. Although the girl was not physically perfect as their first courtship. Another thing with that girl. Toward the marriage seconds he looks gloomy. Occasionally she shed tears. At first he tried to hide it to Arman. But the oddity is also known to the lover.

"Honey, what's up? Should not you be happy before our marriage? "His hands clasped his hands tightly," Am I not good enough for you? "
"No. You are the kindest man I have ever met in the bowels of this earth. I am fine. I am happy with the presence of your figure. "Raisa replied, shaking his head. "Then do not be sad again. Soon we will welcome the happy day. "Arman closed.

That afternoon Raisa and Arman were sitting staring at the house. Both of them stared at each other sharply. At that time they smile a little and while releasing laughter. "Dear. Our marriage is only two days away. There is one thing I ask of you. " "Just say it. I will fulfill your request. "Replied Arman. "Tomorrow take me up the hill. I want to be with you to see the sunset. " "If that's all I'm gonna do," as he approached his lips over Raisa's forehead, "Then let my lips have your forehead."
"You're too Romantic Arman." Closed the girl. The two of them laughed a little.

That afternoon Arman obeyed the request of the lover. Both walked westward. There is a hill that is not too high. "Honey, can you pick me up?" He asked, pointing his gaze at Arman.
Finally Arman agrees with Raisa's request. There they watched the sun sculpting the evening sky in reddish ink. "I'm happy to be on this hill and can stare at the evening sky with the person I love," Raisa whispered to Arman. "I feel the same way too." His eyes stared at her face.

Gradually Raisa closed her eyes. Instantly he left the rest of his smile. Unconsciously the woman breathed for the last time. His soul went along with the sun that was saying goodbye on the lap of the earth. Her heartbeat vanished in his arms. The cries of the man were so histris on the hilltop. Blasting into the corner of the earth. Raisa's body was adopted. Doctors make it clear that the girl had an infection in her womb a few days ago. Due to the birth of her first child from Bastian.

It was only then that Arman realized the change in her expression on the eve of their marriage. If the girl is experiencing a decline in physical health. It's just that Raisa does not want to much trouble people around him. This time Arman can not have Raisa completely. His dream is lost with a million hopes. He is silenced with one choice. That is not to marry another woman.

"Raisa I chose not to marry to death. It is on this gravestone that I bury my promise. "His sympathy beneath the gravestone of the girl with tears.

The End...........

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