Destiny Syakila
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In the hospital, Sardine's room.
”Sardin, how, son? Does your stomach still hurt? Is your feeling still bad?” ask Nesa worried.
When he was almost asleep in his sleep, he suddenly heard the screams of Sardin. The boy screamed in pain while holding his stomach. His feelings were not good, and his body trembled. Sardin complained of pain in his stomach, pain, like being stabbed by a knife. Nesa was so worried, that she woke her husband up and called the doctor in a panic.
After the examination, the doctor said there was nothing serious to worry about, because Sardin was fine. In his stomach there was no problem.
Still anxious, Nesa let the doctor go after telling Sardin her son was fine.
”Iya, Mah. I don't know, why I suddenly felt this pain and unpleasant feeling. Mama, I'm worried about Syakila. Don't-don't have something happen to her.”
”Nothing bad will happen to him. Just calm your heart and mind. Focus on your own recovery. Do not think too hard, in your head there is still a wound.”
”But, Mah. I'm really worried about Syakila.” Sardin said anxiously and uneasily.
Nesa fell silent.
Is it true what Sardin felt about Syakila? A few days ago, Sardin had an accident, Syakila felt the pain. Is the pain felt by Sardin is the pain experienced by Syakila? Is Syakila really not okay now? Is it true that their hearts have been fused as Sardin has often spoken to me? If only, the two of them could also fuse together like their hearts, how happy I was to see my happy son.
”Alright, let you not worry anymore, Mama will contact Syakila.” he said later, calming the restless heart of Sardin.
Nesa picked up Sardin's phone on the nightstand, and she contacted Syakila via Sardin's phone.
”The number is off, maybe the phone is on ces. You rest. Don't think much of a no-no, just think carefully about Syakila.”
”Iya, Mah. I understand, I'll be back istrahat.”
Sardin closed his eyes, not wanting his mother to worry about him. Nevertheless, he could not deny his anxious feelings towards Syakila, the woman he loved so much, the woman who still gave hope for him to have.
Syakila, I hope you're okay. Don't make your sister anxious, Kila.
.. .. ..
At the Rivaldi residence clinic, the syakila silat teacher.
Rivaldi puts his car in warranty. He got out of the car while holding Syakila and took her into his private clinic in a hurry and haste.
”Teacher, teacher has arrived.” said personal assistant Rivaldi. He opened the door of the clinic so that Rivaldi could freely enter the room. ”Who is the teacher? Is he fainting? Ah..he is injured!!” he said he was surprised to see blood on the woman's stomach.
”Hum,” short Rivaldi says. He laid Syakila on the patient's bed slowly.
”Clean my equipment and go to the backyard, pick up some Madeira Vine leaflets for me.”
”Good, teacher.”
Rivaldi's assistant followed his teacher's orders, he washed the teacher's equipment, then, he dried it with a clean towel. Then, he kept it on the table, next to the patient's bed.
”The tool is here teacher, I have washed and wiped it to dry.”
”Hum, thank you.”
”Iya, teacher.”
The assistant came out of the room and went to the backyard, where there were several trees and leaves of the type of medicine that Rivaldi planted himself there.
Rivaldi went to wash his hands. After being clean and on a dry lap, he approached Syakila in the patient bed. He cut Syakila's clothes on the injured stomach.
Calmly and carefully, he pressed on the area of the wound for the blood to stop coming out. Then, he cut a little open skin from the wound. Then, he cleaned Syakila's wounds using water and a fine towel.
Rivaldi's assistant reentered the room with a few leaves of Madeira Vine in his hand.
”Teacher, here are the leaves.” he said while showing the leaves to the teacher.
”Wash clean and mash until smooth.” says the teacher. He is still focused on cleaning Syakila wounds, and cleaning the blood attached to the skin around the injured area.
”Good, teacher.”
The assistant washed the leaves, then he pounded them.
After the wound and the skin around the injured area was clean, Rivaldi again washed his hands. After that, he took a hose, an intravenous needle and a colloidal infusion, and went back to Syakila. He infected Syakila.
”Teacher, these leaves have been smooth.” said the assistant handed the finely mashed leaves to the teacher.
The teacher took it and saw it. A few minutes later, he nodded, the leaves were already smooth, completely smooth as he wanted.
”Thank you. You, go buy a set of M-size women's clothes, look for clothes that wear buttons. The clothes were given to the aunt who was at home. Tell aunt I told her to come here with the clothes.”
”Good, teacher.”
The assistant obeyed the teacher. He went to buy clothes on orders from the teacher.
Rivaldi rubbed the fine Madeira Vine leaves around the wound on Syakila's stomach, after covering the wound, he bandaged the wound. After that, he checked again the condition of Syakila.
”Thank God, everything is fine now. Syakila, you must immediately realize and quickly heal.” murmured while stroking Syakila's face.
He sat in his great chair, staring at the ceiling of the room, thinking of Syakila. He remembered with Syakila's bag, he went out to the car warranty.
He opened the car door and picked up Syakila's bag. He went back into his room. He opened the bag, he saw the contents of Syakila's bag, there was one lipstick and powder. There is a marriage certificate book and a mobile phone as well as two credit cards.
He took Syakila's marriage certificate book, he opened it. He read every single letter written there. She looked at the wedding photos of Syakila and her husband in confusion.
”In this photo, Syakila and her husband look like they're not happy. Was their marriage forced? Here, there is no happiness in the face or in the eyes of both of them. Meanwhile, married couples should be happy, let alone married to loved ones.” murmured again.
He saw Syakila lying on the patient's bed.
Syakila, are you happy in your marriage?
Tok tok, a knocking sound came from outside, turning Rivaldi's gaze away. He glanced towards the door.
”Excuse me, Mr.”
There was a sound coming from behind the closed door.
”Masuk.” says Rivaldi.
Door pushed open. Rivaldi saw the aunt who worked in her house who came by holding a paper bag in her hand.
”Master, this is the clothes bought by Arul.” said the aunt. He put the clothes on the table, in front of Rivaldi.
”Auntie, please help my friend replace his clothes. Old clothes thrown away.”
”Good, Mr.”
Rivaldi stood up, he approached Syakila, he took off the infusion attached to Syakila's hand.
”I took off the infusion to make it easier for Aunt to change her clothes. Hurry up, Bi. I'm out first.”
”Iya, Mr.”
Rivaldi walked out, waiting for the aunt from outside. The aunt replaced Syakila's clothes. Sometimes he saw the look on Syakila's face which still looks pale.
It seems like this face I see a lot, but where is it? Oh.iya.i remember! This face is the same as the face of a girl in the photo of the master's room. Was she the girl that master liked all this time? What the hell happened to him?
After the aunt replaced Syakila's clothes, she came out with Syakila's old clothes. He saw his master sitting daydreaming in a chair.
”Master, I'm done replacing his clothes.”
”Hum, thank you, Aunty. That's his old outfit just thrown away, Bi.”
”Good, Sir. I'm sorry!”
”Hum,”
The aunt went out from before Rivaldi, she walked out the fence, she threw the old Shakila clothes in the garbage can, then, she went back inside the house.
Rivaldi went back into his room. He approached Syakila, he again put an infusion hose in Syakila's hand. He sat beside Syakila, stroking her gently in the face.
”Syakila, quickly wake up. I'm sad to see you like this. I want to see the sweetness of your smile.”
He recalled how sweet it was when he saw Syakila's smile the first time Syakila smiled at him. He sat back in his big chair. He saw Syakila's phone.
”Any, from earlier the phone did not sound, did they not look for Syakila?” muttered.
”Oh..deserve no one to contact, it turns out the phone is not active.” murmured again.
He activated Syakila's phone, he swiped the screen, however, the screen was not swiped. Syakila uses a password.
”Unfortunately he used a password. When I was young, I was free to open the phone. Now I use the password. Where the battery is already red is only two percent. I was ces first hapenya.”
He deactivated Syakila's phone again, then, he grabbed her case in the drawer, he snarled Syakila's phone.
.. ..
The Sarmi residence.
Sarmi and Geo's hearts churned strangely. The two of them suddenly felt excessive anxiety. However, they both hid that feeling from the others.
”Mama, why hasn't Hardin come from picking up Syakila?” ask Fatma.
”Mama doesn't know either, try calling her. They should have arrived, but this..” said Sarmi, he showed a little worry.
Geo did not make a sound, he fell silent thinking of Syakila.
Why am I so nervous? Syakila, did something happen to you? Hope you're okay.
Fatma picked up the phone looking for Hardin's number in her contacts. He called Hardin.
”Assalamu 'alaikum.” Hardin entered the house whose door was not closed by greeting.
”Wa 'alaikum salam,” sahut Fatma, Geo, and Sarmi together.
Seeing her sister coming, Fatma turned off her phone. Hardin sat next to Fatma.
”Dik, why just got home? Where's Syakila?” tanyakanya.
”Loh, Sister Syakila hasn't come home yet?” hardin replied with a confused face.
”You did not meet Syakila in the hospital?” Geo asked. He showed his worried face.
Is Syakila really not okay? What a disturbing feeling I feel... Syakila... No, it's not possible... Syakila must be fine.
Geo calms his own feelings, though the restlessness further convulses his heart and mind.
”Yes, I didn't meet my sister there. I checked my sister into the hospital, but, uh, Sardin's mom said, if you're home, and maybe take a taxi. So, you should have gone home, right?” answer Hardin.
”What?!” geo said, he fell silent later. Without saying anything else, he went to his room.
Sarmi, Hardin, and Fatma just looked at Geo who had gone suddenly to his room.
”Feelings Mama has not felt well since, Mama worried about Syakila.” Sarmi said later.
”Mama, relax, brother must be fine.” said Hardin, he calmed his mother's mind. ”I tried to call his number brother first.”
Hardin took the hape, he looked for Syakila's contact and called her. A minute later, he nodded weakly. His face began to show anxiety.
”Sister number is off, Mah.” he said slowly.
”Mama, I will go back to look for brother in the hospital, maybe brother is still there.” said Hardin again. He stood up and put his helmet back on.
”You be careful well, Nak.” says Sarmi.
”Dik, wait brother, brother come with you looking for Syakila.” said Fatma.
”Fatma, you're home only. If you go with your sister, then if you meet with Syakila, who will come Syakila?” sahut Sarmi's.
”Yes, Mama's right, brother. Brother wait at home only.” said Hardin.
”Wait, me and Fatma will come with you looking for Syakila.” said Johansyah who just came from the room.
Sarmi sighed, ”Alright, you guys be careful on the road.” he said.
”Iya, Mah.” say the three of them together. ”Assalamu 'alaikum.” say the three of them say goodbye.
”Wa 'alaikum salam.” says Sarmi.
The three of them went to look for Syakila back at the hospital, Sarmi kept looking at the back of her son and daughter from the lips of the door.
O Allah, always protect my children wherever they are. Keep them out of Your anger, keep them away from Your misfortunes, only in You where we ask for help. Aamiins.
She turned back inside the house after not seeing the backs of her children again. He sat on the couch alone waiting for his son to come home.
.. ..
In Syakila's room.
”Bego, moron, why don't I listen to Ijan's words. If only, I had heard it, Syakila was now home with me.”
Geo blames himself for not returning Syakila. Now he was really very worried, especially when he recalled the words of the thugs who were chasing their car earlier. If they get paid to find and arrest Syakila.
”Stupid You Geo! You useless man!”
He took his phone, he looked for Syakila's contact, he called the number.
”Sial, the number is off!”
”Argh!!” frustrated screams.
He called Ijan, the phone was connected.
”Halo, Sir!” say hello to Ijan over there.
”Come back to Sarmi residence, pick me up!” geo.
Without waiting for Ijan's approval, he disconnected his phone.
”Syakila, you should be fine! Otherwise, I won't forgive myself!” muttered.
Fifteen minutes later, Ijan came to Sarmi's house.
Tok tok, he typed the door.
”Assalamu 'alaikum,”
Spontaneous, Sarmi rushed to open the door of the house, ”You.
”Sorry, big lady, I Ijan, I came to pick up Mr Geo.”
”Oh, please come in. Geo is in his room, let me call him.” Sarmi said.
”No need, Mah. Geo is already here.” said Geo, who is now behind Sarmi.
Sarmi looked, though,
”Mama, I'll go find Syakila.” part Geo.
”But, Son. This..”
”Mah, I am Syakila's husband, Syakila went with me earlier. So, I'm responsible for not returning Syakila. I go!” geo said to support Sarmi.
Sarmi.
If I forbid him to look for Syakila, what would he think of me? Just because of a disability, I forbid her to look for Syakila, wouldn't that hurt her feelings as a husband?
He sighed. ”Alright, be careful on the road.” he said.
”Iya, Mah. Ijan, let's go!” take it to Ijan.
”Good, Mr.”
Ijan pushed Geo's wheelchair up to the car. Then, he helps Geo get into the car with another Geo confidant.
They went to find Syakila. Sarmi went back in and closed the door, sitting in the chair alone.
”Syakila..” muttered.
