Dream Jumirah
I was a child my parents never wanted.
"Daddy wakes up hiks.., we miss daddy so much." Angela whispers softly while sobbing. In his hand held the hand of the daddy who is currently lying weakly on the patient's bed.
A week ago Alex Fernandez was in the hospital had not realized from his coma after a week ago was saved thanks to Jumirah who turned out to have the same blood type as him.
"Darling, you go home first, son, let mommy wait for daddy. You haven't come home in the morning, let Arya take you home, son!" Caroline's orders to her youngest child who had been from the morning did not want to come out of the room where the daddy was currently being treated. Angela is very fond of Alex, she is their closest and most spoiled child with the daddy. When she found out the daddy had an accident, Angela was the most sad among the other two Alex children. he even had a bad feeling about his daddy when the daddy was about to leave, Angela continued to whine not want his daddy to leave because he felt something would happen with the daddy but, still, he did not want his daddy, Alex, who was filled with emotion because he felt trapped by his business partner and his own best friend, was still determined to leave even though his youngest daughter continued to whine so that her daddy remained at home.
"But mom, daddy's still not up, please." Angela did not want to get up from her seat. He still held Alex's hand. The face of the father who was still unconscious.
"Mom's... Daddy mom!" Angela continued to feel surprised when she felt the hand movement of the daddy." Daddy's aware mom, look daddy's hand is moving."
"Huh.yeah baby, just a minute son, mommy call the doctor." Caroline pressed a button attached to the edge of the bed to call a nurse or doctor, they deliberately put a bell in the patient's bed to make it easier if something suddenly happened to the patient.
It was not long before a male doctor and a female nurse entered the patient's room.
"What's the matter, madam?" Asked a young man in a white coat, he was Alex's specialist.
"Please doc, my husband seems to have come to his senses from his coma. He moved his hand."Caroline clearly told me.
the young doctor, who was about thirty years old, checked Alex's condition.
"Alhamdulillah, it turns out that it is true, his heartbeat has returned to normal." The doctor said after checking on Alex. "A little while, madam.
*****
One month later.
"How is Mr Alex mas?" Ask Jumirah to his older brother.
"Daddy Cris, he's our daddy, why do you always call him mister." Arya.
" He wouldn't acknowledge me as his son, why should I call him daddy? I'm a child my own biological parents never wanted, I'd call him daddy if Mr. Alex asked for it." Jumirah with a sad face. "It's not even certain, though, that I'm your brother Cristina. It's possible that what Mr. Alex says is true, your Cristina is gone, I'm Jumirah not Cristina, we have no blood ties."
"Hahaha, a similar face does not mean that the person is a child and his biological parents are, many out there, people have similar faces but not siblings or biological children."
"Well..why don't I think about doing that?" Suddenly Arya remembered something.
"Do what mas?" Tanya Jumirah.
"DNA test, you have to do a DNA test to make things clear, whether you're Cristina or not."
"But..." Jumirah lowered his head.
"Keep assured, because mommy and I are also convinced that you are indeed Cristina." Said Arya patting Jumirah on the shoulder.
"Oh yeah sorry, I have to go now. Today I have an appointment to go to the exhibition hall. Woah, I'm already too late, yes I've stayed first yes mas, greetings to Mr. Alex and Mrs Caroline." Jumirah immediately left Arya who was still sitting alone.
In an exhibition hall, there was a television reporter waiting to interview Jumirah, a street painter who now has a school for street children and children who are forced to drop out of school because of the economic circumstances of their parents. Jumirah's struggle to change his destiny which was often humiliated and laughed at by friends and also his parents and his own brother because of his imperfect physical condition, finally now he is even adored and admired by many people because of his passion and cleverness in making paintings that are so amazing. At the same time as Jumirah was being interviewed by reporters, Alex who was still in the hospital accompanied by Caroline and Angela watching a television show in the room where she was treated.
"Angela try to find another wave what is the show, tired of watching soap operas!" Caroline orders her daughter because the television remote is held by her daughter. Angela pressed the television remote button repeatedly but there was no good show.
"Wait son, try to retreat to the channel!" Caroline's orders are like seeing someone who is not a stranger on one channel. Angela kept pushing back the television remote button.
"Stop-stop!" Caroline said.
"Mom..it's like...!" Angel said when she saw a woman wearing a hijab, talking to a beautiful woman on television.
"Dad.. look it's our daughter dad, she's so pretty ya dad, hiks..." Caroline said with teary eyes, hoping that Alex would finally melt her heart and accept the fact that Jumirah was Cristina, their daughter who disappeared 20 years ago. Alex seemed silent not to speak a word however, his eyes looked teary, like there was a regret. Jumirah told me everything about how he became a painter. His struggle to survive in the city along with a grandfather who has taught about life, he also provides a motivation and passion for young people and children who have shortcomings like himself to not be easily discouraged, you must remain confident in yourself, never be ashamed of having an imperfect physique.
"Make friends of all who have shortcomings like me, do not be ashamed or inferior, there are words that until now I always remember from someone, that person is my brother Mas Farel, he said, the only person who always believed in me, he said, cover your shortcomings with the advantages that you have, over time people will also not care about our shortcomings thanks to the advantages or cleverness that we have, too, the important thing is that we have to be confident and confident that we can. Let's show our friends to everyone and also to the world, if we can also be great people someday. God is fair, God will not give trials beyond our ability. I became like this because there are brothers and friends who always support me, without them I'm nobody."
