Deepest Wound

Deepest Wound
KAK ARDI IS SEEKING MY HEALING



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THREE MONTHS LATER


Some say that happiness is simple. But in fact only certain people can feel that happiness.


I am happy when I see the happiness of the people I love.


I am happy when I can make others smile.


I am happy when I can help others out of the problems they face


At least I was happy.


I've been leaving Dani for 3 months without giving any news. Without leaving any message.


“Come, it has been too long you are outside.” Brother Ardi told me to go back to my treatment room.


“Can I call Kak Laras for a moment?” My love to Ardi's sister.


“Good. Just a minute.” Brother Ardi lent me his phone and I called Kak Laras.


Brother Laras has given birth so can not accompany me anymore like before. Only Om Wandy and Brother Agil who occasionally visit me. The rest I've been taken care of by doctors and nurses.


Guess who the doctor was handling me. Dr. Ardiansyah Saputra. He's the one I've loved and hated. But fate put me under his care.


Kak Laras always advised enough to behave like a patient and pray for everything to be okay. Until now I also do not know in detail about my illness. Every time I ask for answers Kak Laras and Kak Ardi almost the same. I don't have to worry and have a lot of thoughts and focus on my recovery.


3 months ago two days after returning from the plantation I had a fever and all my body was in pain. After a week in the hospital in the local city, then I was referred to the Hospital outside the City.


My treatment will be for 8 months or more. That means it's still 5 months or even more I'm in this Hospital.


At first I refused to be treated. But Mr. Ardi threatened me to leave his family if I ran away or did not want to be treated. But he promised that after I was healed he would let me be happy with my life and he was happy with his family. I kept that promise and was determined to heal.


On a clear morning I would walk around the small garden near my treatment room. A week ago I was moved here on the grounds that I could feel more comfortable.


“Anita!”


I looked up when I heard someone calling me. I know it's Ardi's voice.


“Ya?”


Then Ardi walked towards me. “It's a gift for a good and obedient patient.”


“What is this?” I received a box-shaped object that has been neatly packed.


“See yourself.”


I opened the box and saw the contents.


“I can play this?” I asked while holding the phone that was given to me.


Brother Ardi nodded. “But don't take long and dryness. If it is time for rest, it will be saved back. Understand, right?”


I also nodded. For a few months I have only borrowed Kak Ardi's cell phone or used the Hospital phone if I want to contact Kak Laras or Om Wandy. Suddenly I remembered my old phone that until now I had never seen again. But I know Laras is still keeping it.


In addition to mobile phones, I also get another surprise, namely in the jenguk Kak Ilham and also Kak Rama who came with their wives.


For the first time anyone from my family came to see me.


“Sorry, we can just come see you.” Said Brother Ilham representing.


“Alhamdulillah, the seeds from you at that time can be enjoyed the results last month. We can finally come to the family here.”


The distance of this city is indeed quite far from the city where I live what else from the village. The cost is not small either.


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One afternoon I was with Ardi to sit on a bench in the park near my treatment room. My condition has improved a lot. I know that Ardi's really working on my recovery.


I'm not as scared as I used to be when I got close to Ardi. We talked like friends and there was never a problem between the two of us.


“What are your next plans after coming home from here?” Ask Kak Ardi after many conversations we passed.


“Nothing, not thinking. Do I need to let you know if I have a plan?” I looked up while smiling faintly.


Ardi's sister has gotten used to my silliness for some time now. He laughed so much that he shook his head in my manner.


“You changed or me who used to not care about you too much?” Brother Ardi turned to me too with a gaze asking for an answer.


“I have been like this since before. My brother is not attentive so he does not know. Hahaha..”.


“So I used to lack attention?”


“Yes, so I'll do something else, count alms.” Brother Ardi also chuckled at my narcissistic jokes


Night came, alone I was in a room with this white painted ceiling. Before falling asleep I often turn back my memory, since I was in the care of Daddy and Mommy to have to lose them and the trials and trials that continue to hit me. Many times when I open my eyes, I'm in the hospital room. After all that God hasn't taken my life yet?


I took the handphone from Kak Ardi and opened it. He had forgotten to tell her because he had to rush to deal with his other patients.


I had time to create an account and find out about my friends through there. But I have no desire to tell you about my current situation.


Not just my friends, there's one person I want to see and I know about, which is Dani. But there was not a single piece of information I got about him. Tired of tinkering with it I decided to go to sleep.


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Om Wandy came to pick me up after nearly ten months in quarantine where I was undergoing treatment. Sis Ardi does not come to see me when usually he always comes early. I just wanted to thank him for working on my recovery. Although next month I will return again, but I must still meet him to express my gratitude directly and say goodbye.


Finally I went to Doctor Rio's room to greet him, because I didn't have his number either.


From inside the car I looked at the building that had been holding me for several months. I took my eyes off of it after the building was no longer visible. I still hope that Brother Ardi will come and then I will say goodbye.


But then I thought maybe he was busy, other than that his responsibility to me as a patient was no longer there.


I enjoy the wind that caresses the skin of my face through the window of the car that I accidentally opened.


Hay world, I'm coming again.


I want to see, what other surprises you've prepared for me.


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