BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT BEAUTIFUL

49. Someone Who Always Exists

My steps came to a halt, just like a statue when in front of me there was Ken, while Aya who walked along with me gave a nosy laugh. What makes me upset is that Ken smiled at me, even if it was just a small smile, but it made me melt. After that it just passed. Nosy, right?

Oh my God, forgive me! I asked repeatedly.

"Makanya Ra, marriage quarry. In order not to arise slander, the heart will also be safe" said Aya.

"Yes .. yes. But you don't keep yelling." I said.

Aya and I separated in the corridor, we returned to our respective rooms. There's a lot of work I have to finish. Tomorrow is my schedule to re-present the rubric that has been my responsibility for three months.

Actually there is nothing to worry about because everything is going according to what I expected. Even the chart went up to fifty percent, with a target of just ten percent.

Being busy working on the report, suddenly my HP reads. Call from mom's number. I immediately picked it up. It turns out that the one who called was not mama, but mbak Tari, one of the people who often helped Mama at the flower shop.

[Why dance?] my many.

[Mbak Rara, no!"] said Tari nervously.

[Why?]

[The mother is Rara,]

[Mom why, mbak?]

[Fainting.]

I immediately turned off the phone, then grabbed the bag and the motor key, after which I went to get out.

"Ra, where are you going?" ask brother Gita who has been watching my movements since.

"Mama's sick, mbak. I'm permission yes!" I said, without waiting for an answer, I immediately ran out of the office.

Damn, in the parking lot I met Arif who just finished shooting. He blocked my steps, making me angry.

"I don't want to argue right now, Rif. Move over!" I said, in a loud and firm voice.

Maybe because I was not used to screaming, Arif finally moved aside by himself so I could drive the bike as fast as possible to go to the mom's shop.

Imagine, when you are not at home, suddenly someone tells you that your mother is sick, even though the doctor had previously warned that your mother's condition is not fine. There were complications in his heart, it could be said, whenever his disease could recur and threaten his life.

I don't know how many vehicles I've overtaken, I don't care about anyone anymore, it could even be that my motorbike was hit by an electronic ticket. I don't give a shit. All I have in mind right now is how to get to my mom's shop quickly. Make sure that mom is okay.

Arriving in front of the closed shop, the next shop owner immediately approached. Saying that mama has been taken to the hospital by mbak Tari because the condition of Mama is worrisome.

I'm grateful that Dance moves so fast. Without waiting for my return first because it could have been mama in an emergency.

Arriving at the intended hospital, my emotions were provoked because my mother had not been handled just because Mbak Tari could not pay the down payment for treatment.

One of the requirements in some hospitals in the capital is that new patients will be treated if the patient's family is able to provide DP money for hospitalization costs.

"I'm his son, I'll pay it all off!" I said in a high voice because I could not bear the condition of Mama.

Two nurses nimblely pushed the mother's bed toward IGD. The doctor immediately examined my mother.

"The condition is critical, preferably now prepared for ring-mount surgery" the doctor said.

I had no choice but to follow the doctor's advice. Some affidavits as a family of patients I signed, also take care of the payment in advance. After all the paid off, the mother was immediately taken to the operating room.

[Ra, how's Auntie doing, where are you?] a message from Ken.

[Hospital ..] After replying to Ken's message, I stood at the door of the operating room again, waiting for Mama to come out.

Fifteen minutes later, Ken arrived. I wanted to cry in her lap, but I realized that we were not halal.

"I'm afraid Mama's why. The doctor said that your heart is very weak." I said, staring from the operating room door.

"Pray Ra, I hope Auntie's okay" said Ken.

"When last night, my mom seemed very happy when my dad and Aunt Yuni came home. But why did it end up like this?" that clear circle I can no longer hold.

"It's not the end yet, Ra. You have to believe that everything will be fine!" ken said enthusiastically.

We are both waiting for Mama to have surgery for up to three hours. I don't know how many times Ken offered me food and drinks, but I turned him down. Although the stomach is already showing a hunger reaction, but the mouth refuses to chew anything.

"Ra, it's noon. You should eat too. Don't get sick later. If you're sick, who's gonna take care of Auntie?" Ken persuaded me to eat.

"Ken, I'm really scared" I said, in a hoarse voice because for three hours crying until these tears could no longer come out.

"Just as Allah, Ra!"

"Ma ...."

A few seconds later, the doctor came out of the operating room. Ken and I walked over to the doctor.

"How's my mom doing, doc?" my many.

"Alhamdulillah the operation is smooth. We just have to wait until the patient wakes up. There will be a follow-up examination" the doctor said.

"Alhamdulillah." I said and Ken simultaneously.

"I go to the room first. Please just wait, soon the patient will be taken to the room" said the anesthesiologist and heart specialist who handles the mother. Then they left us

"Tuh, right. Auntie is okay. Just go through a recovery period. You still don't want to eat?" ken asked, showing the package of food he bought in front of me. "I don't want to, after Auntie is healthy, even you who entered the hospital because of magh or other illness."

"Yes, yeah. As soon as Mama comes into her house, I'll eat." I said.

"That's dong."

"Ken, thank you."

"For what, Ra?"

"Because you have given me the spirit when really down with the condition of Mama earlier."

"It's okay, Ra. It is the job of the prospective daughter-in-law to ensure that her future wife and future in-laws are okay because soon you will be a member of my family. I'll try to keep you as good as I can."

"So you've PD once."

"Lho, yes you should. You have confessed that you love me too. There is Aya as a witness to his life. You're also going to accept my family this weekend. So don't dodge anymore, Ra." pinta Ken.

"Yes .. yes!" I smiled shyly at Ken's teasing.

Ahhhh, now why do I feel impatient waiting for the weekend to come. Want to immediately accept Ken's proposal, then become Ken's halal lover. Hope there are no obstacles.