100 Days of Being a Widow

Section 15 Suicide II

Rania was in the hospital ward for three days. Later Rania begins to realize that it is a ward of Mental Hospital.

Rania still refused to talk to anyone, as well as Jean who always came every morning and evening. Patiently feed the porridge, although Rania did not say a single word.

Counseling sessions from psychologists have not been conducted. Rania hasn't responded to anything. The world was finished in Rania's eyes. He felt he was not there to fight for life. For whom he lives. The children, who are the only breath and soul, suddenly change, move away, just like Dani, his father.

Rania looked at the window. Look out. The fallen leaves were like a delusion for Rania. He went down his bed and walked to the door. Open the door of the room, and walk alone in the hallway of the Hospital ward. The Mental Hospital was not deserted. There were roaring sounds, there were angry cries and some people were trying to calm down. But, Rania was cold no matter. He remained alone, no one watching, walking towards the tree he had just seen. Look up at a tree that is strong and strong.

The tree was very tall, but had branches hanging down. It spreads the net all around. There are Jarit cloths and sheets that are dried in the yard of the ward. He approached the cloth, pulled it and brought it to the tree again.

Between consciousness or understanding

Rania tied the cloth that had been put together in one of the tree branches. Then tied it to his neck. His breath slowly snorted, held back by the cloth that was strangling his neck. Shortly thereafter, Rania again lost consciousness.

Rania's eyes opened again. He wished it was in the mound of earth. But the light that shone through the window of the room made Rania aware. That he is still in the world. Still with his condition. He was crying so much. Why he never got what he wanted. He was forced to accept the situation. Wrenching living conditions.

"Mania...!" greet someone who is none other than Jean.

"Rania, enough, until when are you in this condition?!"

Jean holds both of Rania's shoulders, patting Rania on the cheek, hoping that Rania will come to her senses soon.

"You can't be like this, Rania. You must rise. Speak Rania!"

"for what I rise Jean. Who am I living for?!" Rania lirih. He has no power to speak. His soul is empty, his mind is empty.

"For yourself, and for your parents, Rania". Jean's whisper is in Rania's ear.

Rania remembers her father. The figure of his mother and sisters in the village that he almost forgot all along.

He cried to his father.

Jean was Rania's best friend at the time. He tries to find the phone number of Rania's father who lives in a small town in Banda Aceh.

Jean managed to get the phone number from a contact on Rania's phone.

Rania's father was shocked to hear that her eldest daughter was in such a tragic state. Divorced and is currently in the Mental Hospital ward.

A week ago Rania was in the ward of Mental Hospital. Rania has received counseling therapy from a psychologist. Rania's condition is improving. Jean plans to bring Rania home. Rania's father is also scheduled to arrive in Jakarta tomorrow morning.

Jean is so happy, Rania is allowed to go home. He told some of his assistants to prepare a pavilion in the shop area.Yes.in the Latifa Bakery shop area there are indeed several pavilions provided for the residence of employees with certain positions.

In fact, Rania got a promotion of the promotion before the incident that evening.

Jean helps Rania down her Alphard Vellfire car. Patiently led Rania into the room in the pavilion. Rania was laid down in a bed. Jean waved the window curtain so that Rania could breathe fresh air.

Rania was stunned by the beauty of the park.

"Jean, who's taking care of those flowers?"

"My ex-wife Rania..."

Rania.

"Before he left me a year ago, he planted the daisies, took care of them, until he was tired". Jean was silent for a moment.

"weary...?" Rania lirih asked.

"Yes. He was tired of finding new beauty. Then go follow his heart".

Jean smiled at Rania.

"Then...?" Rania began to wonder.

"I continued to plant the Aster flower. Every day I do not miss to water, fertilize, and clean it from the grass of bullies. I'm sure my wife will love it when she gets back to this place.

The house that Rania is in today was Jean's place of service, during the first years of marriage. Latifa Bakery is in economic crisis. Jean chose to stay in this pavilion in order to be able to 24 hours monitor the progress of sales and cash flow of the company. Honey, that year was a test year for Latifa bakery. The company has lost several times. Many employees who are in PHK, and who survive must be willing to wait for salary deferred payment for three months in a row. That made Syela, Jean's wife, leave Jean. Syela, who used to live a life of luxury and luxury, was powerless to live concerned with Jean who was struggling for her company at the time. But because of Jean's patience, Syela finally returned to Jean's arms, although late last year, Syela breathed her last while struggling to give birth to Shena.

"Learn from your patience, Rania".

"If Dani is your soul mate. Of course how many thousands of women he stops, he'll come back to you, be patient". Said Jean while rubbing Rania's head.

Rania was stunned again. But he didn't know how to be patient. Mind empty. He had no plan for what he would do tomorrow.

Rania's father arrived in Jakarta. One of Jean's employees picked her up at the airport. Mr. Malik, Rania's father's name.

"Dad...."

Rania slammed into his father's arms. For more than six years Rania did not meet her father. Yes, Since marriage, Rania never once invited to sail with her family. Every day the Eid arrived, always celebrated in Dani's house. Several times Rania requested that the small family go home when Lebaran to Banda Aceh, but always rejected by Dani.

The woman belongs to her husband when. Already married. Women must obey their husbands. Even if her father dies, and the husband does not give her a visit, it is illegal for women to visit their families.

The doctrine lasted six years, and became a psychological torment that took away Rania's joy. He is more sad than smiling. Especially when he misses his parents. I miss the place where he was born.

Well, loyal reader..next Rania will how after meeting her father?

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