Deepest Wound
TRYING TO GET BACK UP
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By the time we got to the day it was already night so we decided to rest in a hotel and would go to the Hospital tomorrow.
“Om, what if Doctor Rio is not here today because we are advancing his check up schedule?” I asked when we were in the lobby and were going to the hospital.
“Quietly, Om has taken care of it.”
I'm not ready to see Ardi again.
“If check up at another Hospital can not what?”
“Can, but it was from the beginning that Doctor Rio handled your illness.” I'm not commenting anymore.
“Om know, you mind because there's Ardi there, right?”
“Ck!” I just clucked while throwing my eyes the other way.
“This is your health problem, so do not involve other problems that will only hinder your recovery process.”
“Om, good at talking about doang. But who designed me!” My soul in my heart
We've arrived at the hospital. After waiting for a while, Doctor Rio also explained regarding the results of my examination.
I had heard the news that Doctor Rio is very popular and recognized as the best Doctor in handling patients. He also has a family and two children. But I didn't understand why at that time he could conspire to bring me together with Ardi. I don't think educated people would do that.
Nothing serious like the first time I was treated here. I just have to keep my food. Avoiding foods that should not be eaten by people who suffer from magh. But in fact yesterday I almost spent two servings of chicken soto. Lucky I did not why-why maybe the chicken has been dieting first before made soto. Low fat diet.
And again I brought a stack of drugs after getting a prescription and redeemed it at the pharmacy. But I also feel relieved this time not to meet with Brother Ardi.
The journey home was very smooth and did not feel like it had arrived in front of the house. I got out of the car and Rifqy already greeted me on the porch. He jumped up and down and was happy because yesterday I promised him a toy while talking on the phone.
“Tantee...,toy?” He slid towards me. Since the age of 3 years he has been good at talking almost like children who are 5 years old. But he only wants to talk to people he knows. He is a smart kid, though he rarely makes friends. Maybe he inherited his Papa's intelligence.
“Tuh equals Grandpa,” point me at Om Wandy who pulled out a car jeep battery. He also cheered more and more with joy.
“Why be as wasteful as that just to please Rifqy? You can buy him a small car or other toys that are much cheaper” said Kak Laras directly lectured me.
“She already has everything, except for something like that. Time has to buy the same item again,” I said. “The word of a pregnant person cannot be taken away. I'm tired, want to rest,” I said as I passed and went into the room.
I also went into the bathroom releasing tired with a warm bath. I was happy because yesterday my saldoku suddenly fell because it got a transfer from the plantation land rent. Yes, the cutting time is gone. I have been able to receive the land rent every month. From next month also I will receive a bonus from Mr. Erik while harvesting the proceeds from my plantation as well. That's more than enough, even though I don't work for the company anymore.
Before I fell asleep in the bathroom, I rushed out of there after wrapping a towel around my body. I took the body lotion and applied it on my body. Although I have never done any special treatment but I never forget to wear lotion and deodorant. What else I used to work under the hot sun. It is an obligation to use both products.
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Adhan dawn reverberate. For the first time I stepped away to fetch ablution water after the chaos I had been in for almost a year. I was angry at Him for feeling like I never listened to my do'a in my every bow. Man may forsake his Lord, but God will never forsake his servant.
I cried and asked for forgiveness and held my hands together.
Forgive your weak servant
Give strength to face the days ahead
I took my jacket from the closet. Then take my shoes and put them on. Do not forget sunglasses for preparation to withstand the glare of the sun while on the plantation.
Since morning, Kak Laras has been busy preparing my needs. From breakfast to putting medicine in my bag. Seen to worry on his face but I swore to make him believe that I would be nothing. I'm not alone, but there's Om Wandy with me. Now Om Wandy is like a bodyguard who accompanies me wherever I go.
The car drove across the road which still looked lonely because we did go a little early to get there early. And before afternoon we will go home again. So really need extra energy on the way home. Thank goodness if it does not rain because it will take longer because the road will turn into a muddy pool.
Have I forgotten that path? Of course not, and maybe I won't be able to forget it. But what I'm doing right now is trying to be sincere and accept everything. Although difficult!
We finally arrived. I took a deep breath first before finally getting out of the car.
I'm worried about the gust of wind from the plantation land that hit my body. The sun has not been too hot but because it has not been in such a situation for a long time it takes me to adjust again. My eyes felt sore and it was hard to open perfectly. Luckily I have had enough preparation since I got home.
I greet some laborers who happen to be on duty cleaning the plantation. They don't come every day but there is a schedule. Unless it's harvesting again.
“Mbak Anita?”
“Hay Mr Sadik!” I waved my hand while smiling.
“How are you, Ma'am?”
“Alhamdulillah..., Father and family healthy?” My toot.
“Alhamdulillah, good.”
“Pak, I went there first huh?” Pamit.
“Iya, Ma'am. Careful.”
Actually, the workers here have an average family of all. But they always call me Ma'am. I warned him to call just a name. But still they call with frills Mbak. I finally let it go and enjoyed the honorable call. Hehe...
Without feeling I was already in the place where Bang Fauzan and I used to plant a tree as our symbol and mark.
I turned away from the tree looking for another way. My mind was a little shaky and the pain was slowly appearing even though it wasn't as painful as the initial time.
“Pak, please get rid of the tree that is there!” I tell one of the laborers who is cleaning a tree from a dead branch.
“Which tree, Ma'am?”
“Tree that cannot be harvested,”.
“Lah, yes Ma'am. But some say, he said that the tree should not be disturbed because it was deliberately planted by the empunnya tree plantation.”
I took off my glasses that had been perched up since then and stared intently at the half-aged man before me. I want to be rude if I don't see that man is much older than me. All my soul held the rage in my chest.
...**Tbc...
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Sorry, in this chapter there is kata² written at will due to othor again kumat 😝
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