Dusk Rainbow

What a shocking fact

"Alhamdulillah, there are no serious wounds on the head. We've done an intensive examination also no internal injuries, but __"

Dr. Ryan stopped his words, his face that had looked ordinary, now dimmed and lowered his head. It was as if something was reluctant to explain.

"But what, Doc?" devan asked, shaking Dr. Ryan's hand. Syakila who was behind came forward and stood beside the elder brother.

"Doctor Raisya suffered a broken bone in the leg."

Not finished saying his sentence, Devan again shook his head in disbelief. Syakila's cry broke out, her guilt growing more and more unending.

"This can't happen, it should be my broken leg, not Raisya's. It should be me who can't walk, Mother."

Mother embraces Syakila's vibrating body. After hearing the story of her second daughter, now the mother also felt how broken Syakila's heart.

"Don't tell me my wife is __" said Devan, filled with fear.

"It can be healed, brother," said Afif who had just come out. He convinces Devan not to collapse upon hearing that fact.

The tightness gradually disappeared, although injured, there was at least hope of recovery.

Now all eyes are on the doctor Afif who helped deal with Raisya. Afif approached Syakila and hugged her, replacing her position.

"Sister Raisya can still walk like he used to, it just takes time for that. We the medical team will do our best, brother enough to pray and support him to stay upbeat, because that's all that keeps him from getting discouraged by his circumstances."

"Mas, I'm sorry. If I were older, none of this would have happened."

Afif put his finger on Syakila's lips. From the bottom of his heart, he cried to see Raisya's condition directly. However, he remained steadfast and tried his best for the woman.

"It's a disaster that can happen to anyone, with this we can all introspect ourselves, that every problem should be discussed, not harbored," explained Afif.

O God, what shall I say to Raishya? I'm ready to be his leg, but can he accept this reality, Devan said.

"Can I see him now?" asked Devan who was impatient to see his wife's face.

"Sir Raisya will be transferred to the ward soon. You can see him."

Doctors pushed the gurney into the ward followed by the whole family there.

You're not mine anymore, but at least a lot of people love you.

Afif looked at the face of Raisya who was still at home in his dream world.

Devan followed where the gurney was being pushed, his gaze unmoved from the bandage that wrapped his wife's head.

So many times I hurt you, and again and again you forgive me, get up. I'm a bad husband, you deserve to punish me, but don't leave me. 

Dad pulled Devan's arm from behind. 

"You pray first, later you can accompany Raisya as much as possible," pinta Mahesa's father. He knows what Devan feels, remembering himself first when the mother of Sabrina suffered an accident.

Devan nodded quickly. Without protest he immediately ran towards the mosque next to the hospital.

On arrival at a corner of the dugout, Devan stopped his steps when he heard someone mention his wife's name. He shifted his body until it was covered in a curtain that separated the door and the room.

"Why indeed? Didn't Devan love her so much, all the family and people here love her too, I guess good people don't have any problems" said the other sister.

I heard a long breath from inside.

"You know a patient named Alisa, right? Who has chronic ulcers?"

"Hmmm….What's wrong with him? Poor thing too, I see the more thin it gets."

"So the doctor Raisya saw Devan go into Alisa's room and feed her."

Devan's heart seemed to stop beating, his chest hurt like a big stone that made it difficult to breathe.

"When Doctor Raisya was happy when he saw Devan coming, he hid behind the door to surprise, but after hearing Devan asked Alisa's room, he immediately cried and almost fell. You know, it's like being a wife when her husband's paying attention to other women."

"Serems also have a handsome husband, hopefully the problem will be solved quickly. They are a matching couple. It's a pity if the relationship is ruined because of another woman."

So Raisya just saw me in Alisa's room. It's not wrong if I was the cause of the accident. 

After digesting the words of the two sisters, Devan's heart screamed, his regret deepened, despite knowing his wife's relationship with Syakila had not improved, He remained the main cause of the disaster, he thought.

In a very cool room. The walls were filled with beautiful calligraphy. A closet containing books and so on, the chants of holy verses continue to echo alternately from those who visit. Devan sheds his tears, prostrates himself before the Divine Robbi, sheds his sighs, complains and pleads for his wife's recovery and hopes to have a chance to atone for her sins.

The extremely chaotic circumstances invited a person wearing white cocoa clothes to approach him.

"Assalamualaikum.." said the man sitting next to him without welcome.

"Waalaikumsalam," Devan replied with a heavy voice as he wiped his tears.

"Is he having trouble? I saw Mas prostrate with a cry?" ask the man.

Devan gave a small nod, his eyes re-glazed considering his wife's current state.

"My wife was in an accident, and it was all my fault. From the beginning of our marriage, I hurt her. Until our marriage was a few months, she was still patiently a good wife. He never complained about my attitude of being concerned about other women. To this day I have hurt him."

The man patted Devan's arm from the side and turned to sit in front of him until the two looked at each other.

"Trust me, God will give ease behind difficulties. Everyone must have mistakes both big and small, and I am sure, Mas' wife will forgive, Mas. Don't waste people sincerely accepting us for who we are. Do not let Mas regret the endless if the person leaves," said the man clearly. 

"Now return! I'm sure Mas's wife is waiting" he added. 

Devastatedly Devan stood up in thought of Raisya who had been transferred to the ward.

After passing through several hallways and stairs, Devan finally arrived in front of Raisya's room. Still silent, the twins sat in the front seat of the room, by his side were David and Airin and Nanda, Ashifa who had no place to choose to sit on Daffa's lap busy with her phone.

Devan immediately entered and reviewed the smile as he saw Raisya open his eyes.