A Decision

Strokes

Abim is busy seeking sustenance for his wife Reyna. But he forgot his responsibilities as a father to his two children.

I keep trying to give happiness to both of my children. Without thinking about my own future.

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Home ..

In the morning, Rizal and Ainun's mother came to visit the house. He hadn't been home to see the kids for a long time. His longing for his two grandchildren was no longer unstoppable.

Meeting his two grandchildren is a cure for his longing for his only child who now does not care about him anymore.

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Mama Ainun and Rizal play and tell Sisil and Aisyah. Jokes and laughter colored their togetherness that morning.

Unintentionally Aisyah also told about the incident of her friends who were teasing her to tears.

Mama Ainun was shocked about what Aisyah had told him. Mama Ainun was sad as well as Mr. Rizal.

Mama Ainun finally comforted Aisyah's grief. Inviting them both to take a walk outside.

"Manda, Mama's gonna go for a second." Pamit mama Ainun to me who was inside.

"Yes ma, but don't be long. I'm going to go."

"Where to?" Ask mama Ainun marketing.

I answered it too. "I've been invited to a friend's birthday."

"We're all going to Bimo's ummi om house, grandma!" Chirps Aisyah.

Mama Ainun inwardly, wondered about who and what kind of relationship I had with me.

While taking a walk to relax the leg muscles, mama Ainun kept thinking about the matter of Aisyah and the man named Bimo!" Then mama Ainun chatted with Rizal sir on his leisure trip!

Mama Ainun can't ban me anymore or rule my life. All Ainun's mama could do was to remain silent and follow God's plan for her.

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After feeling quite tired, the four of them finally went home.

Aisyah, Sisil and I are getting ready to go with Mama Atika, Arif and Widya.

After I finished getting ready, I went out of the room to meet my mother who was sitting in the house while watching television. If Mr. Rizal sits on the porch of the house.

"Ma, I'll stay a while! Mama, you're not going anywhere! Stay here!"

"You haven't been long?" Ask mama Ainun looking at me while looking cynical.

"No, ma!

Bruukkkc...

There was a loud sound.

Mom and I ran out! How surprised when my mom and I saw my dad who fell on the floor.

"Sir, get up sir. Father why?" Ask me and see the father whose mouth is tilted to the right. And his legs that can't stand!

"Astaghfirullah allazim, sir wake up! Get up!"

Mama shouted calling Mr. Rizal continuously, but Mr. Rizal increasingly lost consciousness and finally unconscious!

The kids came out and saw it. Without a second thought Sisil immediately asked the neighbors for help.

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Five minutes waiting, Sisil came with one of the neighbors with his car!

Mr. Rizal was then taken with the help of the fathers around the house and put in a car. Mama and one of my neighbors named Mr. Harto brought Mr. Rizal to the hospital!

In hospital...

Mr. Rizal immediately got help at the IGD. Mama Ainun continued to cry. Since then, my father has not been aware either.

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I'm waiting outside the IGD room, telling you about Rizal's brother. Not to forget I also contacted Atika's mother.

📞 "Assalamualaikum, ma! I don't think I can come to ummi mas Bimo's thanksgiving and please apologize to him."

📞 "Yes later mama say. Mama take the kids and bring gifts from you."

📞 "Yes ma! Oh yes ma, my father's condition is not conscious either."

📞 "Yes already, you accompany mama Ainun. Poor him alone. Must be freaking out. Then mama closed first. Assalamualaikum."

📞 "Waalaikumsalam."

I closed the call. Then back into the IGD room, see the state of mama Ainun who was tired because he had been crying continuously.

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It's been waiting in the IGD room for almost ten hours. Already many tools installed in the body of Mr. Rizal, but Mr. Rizal has not received further action because he must be transported to a more complete hospital immediately.

Finally at eleven o'clock in the evening my mother and I took an ambulance to a more complete hospital.

On the way, I sent a message to Abim. But the chat was not immediately answered.

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23.45 WIB hours

Mr. Rizal has finally begun to realize. Mr. Rizal was not treated in the ICU room because his consciousness began to recover. So Mr. Rizal gets treatment in the nursery.

Mama accompanied Rizal who was still asleep. I walked downstairs to find food. My stomach feels hungry because I haven't filled my stomach since noon.

While walking to the food merchant. The phone in my bag is ringing. Then I took it out of my pants pocket. I saw the video call turned out to be from Bimo mas.

Video call is also connected. I saw the face of the man who was always worried about my situation. It's Bimo.

"Waalikussalam! Where are you again? Again outside, huh? Why Manda, is it night?"

Bimo saw the dark atmosphere of the night, only the lights lit illuminate the path!

"I want to buy food with drinks! Oh yes Bimo sorry I couldn't come. How's the show, ramaikah?"

Bimo was silent looking at me with a meaningful gaze.

"You're patient, Manda! You are a strong woman! God willing you can get through all this. Be confident and believe in Allah SWT there must be happiness waiting for you!"

The words stopped being spoken from Bimo's mouth and continued in his heart.

I will make you happy! Believe that!

All your sadness will soon be a joy.

Dear God, please allow me to always give Amanda happiness.

Tie us both together in an everlasting marriage bond until death do us part.

Allow me to always be with Amanda to sail the household ark both joy and sorrow. Amynine

"God willing, I am strong in the face of all these trials. Oh, you are silent! What's up?"

Bimo woke up from his daydream!

"Oh e-nothing! Did you get the food?" Bimo asked to switch the conversation!

"Udah here!"

The night wind was so cold that it pierced my bones. That night I was really cold. Unfortunately I don't wear a jacket to cover my cold body.

Abim continued to watch me walking while making a video call.

"You're cold, Manda?"

"Yes, but it's okay! Yes, yes it was. Again sorry! Assalamualaikum!"

"Getishalight."

Video call was cut off!

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I thought it was a call from Abim. But mas Bimo. Poor mom would expect her son to come! May Abim open the door of his heart!

My mind and it doesn't feel like it's been in the nursery!

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Tonight I stay here, hopefully tomorrow someone will accompany my mother.

The night was getting late, I began to sleepy and finally fell asleep on the floor mat.

The cold of the night was so cold, I fell asleep on the floor. Mom was asleep in the long chair!

Sleepiness and fatigue overcame the coldness of the night. I finally fell asleep!

Next morning....

Hour 03.15 WIB

I woke up faster, unable to bear the cold while sleeping on the floor. I also ask permission for mama to be able to perform tahajjud there as well as pray the prayer!

Derrr...

My phone rings. Then I opened it, again a call from Bimo.

📞 "Assalamualaikum, mas! What's so early?"

📞 "Waalaikumsalam, where are you Manda?"

📞 "I'm still in the hospital! What's up?"

I stopped walking, it felt like my body was shivering with cold. Then I sat in the chair in the hospital hallway.

My eyes looked around who was still quiet!

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Suddenly from behind there was something on my shoulders! A thick gray jacket was attached to my shoulders. It gives a warm feeling to my body.

I also looked back. How surprised that the one who put the jacket was Bimo.

"Bimo Mas..." Call me in great surprise!

"Sorry to disturb you. I'm here to give you that jacket as you. Sorry if I gave it to him late! You wear it!"

I was speechless a thousand languages saw Bimo so attentive to me!

"Manda, where are you going?"

"Emmm. That's praying tahajud mas, dimusholla!"

"Yes, that's it together. We pray together. You want?"

"I'm the same Bimo. Both of these!" Ask my surprise to Bimo.

"Bertiga Manda's. Relax, I'm here!" Shit Harris was not far from them.

I saw Harris who always faithfully accompanied Bimo. Finally the three of us walked together to pray tahajjud with dimusholla.

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In the tahajjud prayer Bimo pinned a prayer for his happiness with me and the children!

...Happy Reading's...

Thank you to everyone who has always followed my story and supported me!

...Keep following the story....

Look forward to the part where Abim and Reyna will feel all the consequences for their actions!