Bismillah I Chose You

Part 3 | Bitter Reality

بِسْمِ اللّٰهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْم

"Saddened heart may be original it is still in normal levels and not excessive."

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Life and death are mysteries, only God knows. There is no creature that can evade and deny. Grieving may be okay but do not get too late in sadness. Because something excessive is not good the law.

Shandra was silent with a face that was filled with tears. Seeing the stiff, cold, and helpless body of the mother who had been stretched stiff on the hospital sickle bed, made him unable to do anything. His eyes were so empty when he knew the condition of the mother who was no longer alive. His heart was crushed to a crumble at the same time.

"Ikhlasin Mamah to be calm there," said Farhan to strengthen the wife who is so fragile. His heart was sliced with pain, this was the first time he saw a sad and sad murmur radiating on his wife's flat face.

Not a word came out of Shandra's mouth. He could not see his helpless mother.

Rahman and Sekar had an accident that caused Sekar's life to disappear and Rahman was paralyzed unable to walk. The car they were riding in was hit by a large truck loaded with bricks that drove so fast and hit the car hard to disintegrate irregularly.

"Gue takes care of his administration first. Loe wait here," Farhan told his wife, painstakingly holding Shandra in the waiting room.

After Farhan died, Shandra's tears did not stop coming out. He's not ready to lose his mother in this fast time. But God said something else. He had just intended to visit his mother and wanted to apologize. But it turns out he was too late.

Both of Farhan's parents came to the son-in-law who looked so chaotic and messy. Fatimah, who was Farhan's mother with great care and compassion embraced Shandra. Trying to strengthen the woman who has been his daughter-in-law for one month. "Everything will be fine. Calm your heart, everything happens by the will of God" said Fatimah as she stroked Shandra's back.

Shandra was increasingly intrigued when she heard the strands of words thrown by her mother-in-law. His relationship with the in-laws was not so close, but somehow being in Fatimah's arms made him feel a little calm.

"What's really going on, Farhan?" firdaus asked his only son when Farhan had just arrived.

"According to the testimony of residents and police, the car that Papah Rahman and Mamah Sekar were riding in was hit by a truck. It is suspected that the truck driver was sleepy and a little drunk" Farhan explained according to what he knew.

Firdaus was shocked beyond measure when he learned of the shocking news. She was planning to meet and talk about their children's domestic relationships. What is happening now is beyond suspicion.

Firdaus looked pityfully at his daughter-in-law who was so devastated by this event. If only they hadn't planned the meeting, it might never have happened as unwanted as it is now.

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Three days passed since the unwanted tragedy, Shandra became a person who was so moody and increasingly introverted with the surrounding environment. He spent his days in the room. His face grew increasingly deathly pale, and his body became unkempt because it did not consume the slightest bit of food. This made Farhan, Firdaus, and Fatimah anxious not to get stuck. Moreover, they had to go back and forth to the hospital to check Rahman's condition which now still requires treatment.

"Open, Shandra!" farhan shouted full of frustration. Almost every one hour she banged and asked Shandra to open the door. However, the results are still nil because Shandra is too comfortable lamenting the sadness and disappointment of life's fate that is so painful.

"My patience is abis! Loe open now or am I breaking?!"

Shandra did not respond to anything she was so at home with her own world. Without bothering to respond to the anger of the husband.

"Shandra?!"

Fatimah came up with a tray of food and drink, and she slowly put the tray on the table beside the door. Slowly stroking his son's back in the hope of being able to dampen the emotions of the son. "Patience, Shandra is still in the grieving phase."

"But when, Mah?!" He had already given his wife some time to reflect. However, it was misinterpreted by the wife to dare to shut herself up. He had repeatedly intended to break down the door of the room, but always failed because of the words of his mother who always asked him to be patient.

"Mamah understands you are worried about the situation but not by yelling and scolding like that. It will only make Shandra more hit and worse, son," said Fatimah so soft and cautious. Face his son who is a little emotional is indeed easy.

"I'm taking Shandra, Mah," she said after she kissed the back of her hand.

Fatimah nodded with a smile. "Without asking Mama would do it."

Farhan immediately set foot to meet Firdaus who was sitting in the middle room of the apartment.

"Dear open the door. This is Mamah" Fatimah said with a light tap.

"Shandra eat first, son. For three days you have eaten nothing. Open the door" persuaded Fatimah.

"Shya!" call Fatimah in a higher voice than before. There was still no response and it made him panic and anxious at the same time.

Fatimah ran to meet her husband and son who seemed to be relaxing with two cups of coffee and toast. It made Fatimah inflamed, "To be sent to the hospital and even coffee here! I have no mind."

"Honey, breakfast in the morning is important. Don't you think, son?" firdaus said with a tone of voice made as sweet as possible. While Farhan just nodded and continued the session eating his bread.

"Where's Shandra's bedroom spare key?" tanya Fatimah refused to respond to the words of her husband.

Farhan exhaled. "I hung the spare key together as the key that Shandra brought," explained Farhan.

"Why are you this stupid!" fatimah is full of emphasis.

"Mamah, I know I'm forgetful so I'm always one of the keys so as not to bother nyari," said Farhan.

"Brack down the door now. Mamah was worried about Shandra's situation, "he said he did not want to be denied.

"So I want to break Mamah banned. Now instead tell," snorted Farhan. She was a little upset and felt being played by her mother.

Firdaus who was next to his son in annoyance mixed with annoyance to pull out Farhan's ears with so sadistic inhumanity. "Don't protest much" Firdaus said.

"Ish, sick tau Pah. What if my ears are removed?" sela Farhan's.

"It's easy to just change the ears of many elephants in the market!" sahut Firdaus.

Seeing the behavior of the two men in front of him made Fatimah upset not kepalang. With full energy she pinched the waist of her son and husband to the point of causing ringis pain. "The same son of the same father!"

Firdaus and Farhan exchanged glances while stroking the waists of each of the Fatimah's easy targets. "The reason Papah got sprayed, right," he snorted.

"You start first" between Firdaus won't be blamed.

"Buruan!" a warning-filled voice from Fatimah stopped the scene of a fight between father and son.

The two men of different generations ran away in a row following the steps of Fatimah who had walked far in front of him.

▪To be continue▪