After the Rain

Khodijah Home

Aji had tried to persuade Khodijah to stay. However, Khodijah's longing for the mother's caress when sick, made him continue to sulk asking to go home.

Aji could only sigh. "Alright, tomorrow Akang asked Haidar to hire an angkot, Dek," said Aji relented.

Khodijah smiled broadly after learning of her husband's decision. At least, when she was at the mother's house, Aji could be calm in working and taking care of her two children. Khodijah himself felt pity when Aji was divided to take care of his sick self.

I'm sorry, Kang. I just don't want to be a burden on you. Therefore I ask you to take me home, Inner Khodijah, looked at Aji who was cleaning her clothes into a suitcase.

I don't know how long Khodijah will stay at his mother's house. When Aji asked, Khodijah did not answer. Finally Aji decided to bring more Khodijah clothes. After that, Aji kept the bag in the corner of the room.

"When you meet Haidar first yes, Dek," said Aji shortly after packing Khodijah's clothes.

Khodijah. After getting permission from his wife, Aji exits the room and asks Hana to accompany Khodijah.

The distance between Aji's house and his nephew's house is quite close. Only three houses were blocked. Therefore, in just 10 minutes Aji arrived at Haidar's house.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" greet Aji while knocking on Haidar's door.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," replied someone from inside the house.

After a few minutes of waiting, the door finally opened wide. Haidar stood in the doorway wearing only a singlet and a sarong.

"Om Aji's? What's the matter Om Aji coming up these nights?" asked Haidar who was quite surprised when he found Aji was standing at the door of his house.

"Can Om come in, Dar?" Instead of answering, Aji asked permission to enter the house.

"Oh yes, please Om!" sahut Haidar, let Aji in.

Aji stepped foot through the door. A moment later, without being told, he sat down on the living room sofa. Before speaking to his nephew, Aji seemed to be leaning against the body. His face looks tired.

Haidar followed Aji, then sat down beside him. "Why, Om?" ask Haidar.

Aji sighed. "Your aunt insisted on going home. Om can't persuade her anymore" replied Aji.

"Maybe aunty misses her family, Om" Haidar said.

"Maybe, too" said Aji.

"Yes already, Om. Just allow .. who knows it could be a healing path for the colonized bi. After all, aunty wants to go home to her own parents, not someone else's home" Haidar said.

"Yes, Dar. Therefore Om wants to help you make an angkot charter belonging to your friend," said Aji.

"Good Om. For what day?" ask Haidar again.

"If you can, for tomorrow. Because your aunt can't wait to go home soon," replied Aji.

"Haidar ask first yes, Om. Hopefully, tomorrow the angkot will not be used" said Haidar.

"Hmm, yes Dar. Could or not, please tell Om as soon as possible," Aji said.

"Well, Om," said Haidar.

"Yes, Om go home first. Thank you for the help," said Aji as he moved from the sofa.

"Sama-sama, Om," replied Haidar to stand and deliver Aji to the front door of the main door.

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The next day, Yandri returned to the road to get a full recovery. After finishing with the poly ENT, he then checked himself into the poly eye. Post-surgery, if he was exhausted, Yandri's eyes always shaded. Worried that her husband's sense of sight was impaired, Daniar took Yandri to check his eyes.

"The results are pretty good, ma'am. There is absolutely no problem with your sense of vision" said Dr. Adrian, after a thorough examination of Yandri's organs of vision.

"But why does my husband often complain that his eyesight is always shaded when he's tired, Doc?" ask Daniar.

"Can it be cured, Doc?" Daniar asked again.

"Hehehe, it's not a disease, ma'am, actually" replied Dr. Adrian. "This is just the effect of the position of the eye that is not symmetrical only. If you do not want to shaded, you can perform pen-mounting surgery under the eyelid frame to align the position of the eyes of the Father," advises Dr. Adrian, ophthalmologist at the local RSUD. "However, the end result is fifty-fifty. Your vision can remain normal, or still be disturbed if you are too tired" he added.

Hearing the word operation, Daniar's guts shrieked instantly. Nah! She will not be ready to see any more surgery against her husband. Moreover, it involves vital organs that include the five senses. Especially when you hear the end result.

"Well, what can I do to avoid those double vision, Doc?" ask Yandri.

"Climate your activities. If you feel tired, take a break, " replied Dr. Adrian.

"All right, I understand Doc. Thanks for the explanation. Then, excuse me!" pamit Yandri's.

The young doctor nodded his head. A moment later, Yandri and Daniar came out of the examination room.

After understanding enough about his physical condition, Yandri also began to take the initiative to limit his work activities.

A healthy certificate from poly ENT and poly eyes is already in the hands of Yandri. Just stay to see a neurosurgeon to make sure the condition of the head is fine, after having a collision that causes frontal skull surgery.

"When is the control schedule for neurosurgery, Bun?" yandri asked after coming out of the poly-eye room.

"Next week Well. Wait for Mommy payday first," replied Daniar.

Yandri just nodded his head at Daniar's reply. He grabbed Daniar's shoulder and pulled him a little.

"Thank you, Bun" whispered Yandri in Daniar's ear.

Daniar just smiled. She reached out to rub the jaw firmly of her husband.

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"Are you going to stay at Grandma's house for a long time?" ask Hana.

Khodijah, who was already sitting on the angkot bench, could only gently caress her daughter's hair. Khodijah's tongue was too faint to answer his daughter's questions.

"Mothers. Are you tired of living with us?" haikal chirps that make Aji's heart more sliced.

"Hey, what are you saying, Dek? How could you be bored living with us. Listen son, your mother just needs a new atmosphere, so she can get well soon. After she recovers, I will return home. Isn't that right, Mom?" aji said trying to comfort her children's grief.

Back Khodijah could only nod his fist. His left hand signals his two children to come closer.

Hana and Haikal hugged their mother tightly.

"Hopefully get well, ma'am." Do'a Hana in her mother's ear.

"Mom don't worry. We promise, we will be good children and not trouble you anymore. So that I can go home soon," added Haikal.

Both of Khodijah's shoulders shook violently when they heard the words of her two children. Deep in his heart, Khodijah himself felt heavy to be separated from his children. However, Aji's complaint, which he accidentally hears, makes Khodijah strengthen his heart to go home.

Don't worry, Kang. I promise, I will not burden you any more, Khodijah's mind hugging her son even tighter.

"We're leaving now, Om. It's daytime."

Said Haidar sontak made khodijah outline his embrace. Same with Hana and Haikal. They descended from the angkot and could only wave their hands as slowly, the public vehicle began to speed.

"Byeah, Mother! Get well soon!" shouting Hana.

"Hurry home, Mom. Ikal dear Mother!" timpal the little Haikal.

Khodijah's tears flowed profusely hearing the screams of his daughter's son.

I'm sorry, Son!