As Strong as the Mentari, as Soft as the Moon

Episodes 102. The light in my eyes

I was struck when that handsome face full of smiles suddenly just went away. The move I couldn't catch. I called her name repeatedly, but there was no answer. Brother Keanu stays with his long steps. This time his hand waved as if to signify farewell.

"Sister Keanu...!" I screamed with all my might. A call I made repeatedly. A call that he ignored. My crying broke back. Where did Keanu go...? This miss is not over, brother. As soon as I'm in. "Sister Keanu...!" call me.

"Beautiful or scary dream, Fara...?" a voice slammed into my ear. Makes me gasp and wake up from sleep. I smile while fixing my sitting position. Seven days after surgery. And today the doctor's planned to open my bandage. This is one of the wonderful moments God has planned for me. I really became impatient. Because I miss everything I've ever seen. Morning color, twilight color, trees complete with little birds jumping. Or flower buds that sway in the wind. And what I want most is to see my son's face.

I was getting impatient as the doctor opened the bandage bit by bit. One by one a bandage began to be set aside. I smile. And I became more impatient. "Prepare for Fara." said doctor Faaz who stood not far from me. From the tone of his voice I think there is a smile that contains happy. I'm sure there's a relief that he feels will be the success of this operation. Because from the preparation of the operation until now, doctors Faaz and Aiman have always supported me. Gave me the spirit and the various advantages I could if I did an eye transplant first. Yes all refer to my desire to immediately get back my son who is now out of nowhere. But Aiman once revealed that he already knew the whereabouts of my son. And it is this that gives me great courage and confidence.

And even on this important day, it seems that doctor Faaz is still there to accompany me as a form of support. For a moment I turned my head trying to sharpen my ears. I'm trying to find Aiman's whereabouts. Where the hell is he...? Since then, not a single sound has been directed into my ears. Is there something going on? Ah, naw. Hope everything's okay. I thought I was traveling. Until the existence of people around became faint.

"Well Lady Fara, I will count to three. After that, the lady opened her eyes. But just slowly. No need to force it. Does madam understand?" said doctor Fachrul who restored my consciousness. I nodded with a thin smile saying his words.

Then slowly I started to open my eyes. I began to realize that a shadow was starting to faint. I'm sure it's because there was a light that broke through my eyes shortly after opening my eyes. And my heart began to beat violently, I could barely control it. But at the end of my heart still sneak worries about the success of the operation that attempted the tepis battery.

Perfect is my eyes open, but everything is still faint. I don't know why that is. Maybe you still need an adjustment. I'm getting more and more excited about the results. "Patience, Fara. Calm yourself. Everything will be fine" Faaz said. Maybe he caught the excitement of facial mimicry and body language.

For a while I let my eyes adjust to the surroundings. And I try as calmly as possible to live it. "Alhamdulillah." I said as the light began to be my light. One by one I looked at the faces of the people around me and mentioned their names. "Kak Faaz. Doctor Fachrul.." I stopped. My eyes looked for another figure who was also so memorable in the heart, which was due to her kindness in almost ten months. "Aiman..Very early in the morning he left" whispered doctor Faaz as if whose year I was looking for right now. I smiled at Doctor Faaz's explanation.

I looked up at the sky through the window. It is blue with a little cloud decorating it. Even birds seem to pass. His head is so rhythmic. Seeing that all my heart was unceasingly grateful. When my happy one was present, my vision recovered. "Thank you to those who have donated their eyes. Whoever you are. You have become an angel to me" I said softly.

"Non.." said mbok Jum disperse my reverie. "Non...From den Aiman" said mbok Jum again. This time his hand thrust a blue paper bag with an envelope that was also blue. A little doubt I also grabbed two objects that were thrust mbok Jum. And my eyes were fixed on the blue envelope. Slowly I opened it. There is a series of written words parse the sentence.

Maybe now the light has clearly you enjoy. Even everything I'm sure has been told for you. And I am happy for all your achievements. Congratulations to you.

And so, I'm sorry to tell you. I can't be with you today. There's work I need to finish. Maybe for some time I can't see you. Sorry once again I'm not saying goodbye to you. Because early in the morning I had to leave this town.

Oya, the house you live in is already your absolute right. I gave it to you. And I bought it in your name. In the paper bag I include a certificate of property rights. In addition, your husband entrusts a deposit book with a debit card. Keanu wishes you could use it to meet your needs some time*.

*Em, there's a little present for you. Hopefully we can communicate well. I have one contact number saved. That's my cell phone number.

Well.again safe. About your son, my assistant will take care of him. Be patient and wait until they are sure.

Take care of yourself, Fara. We will meet again soon*.

Aimeans.

Reading that, I sighed. Not once have I read it, but many times. Especially in the home rights section. I never thought about why Aiman did all this. Why is he so good to me? I am grateful to be surrounded by people who are so kind and caring. But there are still a million questions at the end of the heart. Who is the eye donor? I was so curious that I asked the doctor several times, nurses and even doctor Faaz. But they all have the same answer. The donor asked to be kept secret. Ah, really angelic heart.

The sun is getting higher now. His spirit doesn't dampen my spirit. On the contrary, it made me even more excited and my heart began to dance the dance that I did not know what it was called. I don't know myself. What is certain is the spirit to continue living with my son who is still unknown whereabouts. Although there was a tremendous cry, I was still trying to be happy because there was a little bright spot I got.