EPOCHS

Chapter 24

Ten days Al was unconscious. It turns out the doctor's estimate missed. The proof, until this moment he has not been aware. That would scare Kinza. The girl did not want to eat, her face looked pale because it had not eaten anything since yesterday afternoon, just a bottle of mineral water. Kinza remained faithful waiting for Al to realize. He hurt his own body.

Accompanied by Sada, the eighteen-year-old woman remained faithful next to Al. With a pale face, dry lips, and swollen eyes from crying made her appearance look so chaotic. Many times Sada forces Kinza to eat and rest, but the girl insists on staying beside Al. Except for just prayer and bathing.

"Assalamualaikum.." a greeting broke Kinza's daydream. The girl holding Al's hand looked up. Not only Kinza, his in-laws also looked, saw who came. And that person is Zahra.

"Wa'alaikum sallam, let's go in ma'am." replied Sada while telling Zahra to come in. Kinza who was sitting and then hugged his mother.

"Eh, Kinza why baby?" asked Zahra while returning her child's embrace.

"Sir Al, ma, he's not conscious yet. Kinza is very afraid." added Kinza while complaining. The girl's eyes look teary.

Zahra put on her smile, and fondly stroked Kinza's head. "Prophey, baby. Being aware of the accident is usually long. Hopefully this doesn't happen to Al. Pray for him, yes, don't be discouraged." Zahra replied gently. Kinza took off her mama's embrace slowly.

"But Brother Al will realize right, ma? He'll be fine, won't he?"

Zahra smiled gently, "Definitely dear, now Kinza is eating huh. Mama has cooked your favorite food." reply Zahra while showing a tupperware lunch box containing sweet sour shrimp.

"Kinza isn't hungry, ma." declined Kinza refined.

"No, no, mama's cooking for you. Appreciate mama dong." urged Zahra. Kinza pouted because of her.

"Oh yeah, but same as mom, huh?" pinta Kinza is spoiled, Zahra gladly agrees with her daughter's request.

Sada then smiled, finally Kinza wanted to eat as well. Yeah, although it's a little hard to persuade that only son-in-law.

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Kinza Irsyania Malik POV

Ten days I've been waiting for Brother Al who never realized. Which one does he say will be conscious within a week? In fact, for ten days there was no sign that Brother Al would be conscious. Indeed, the doctor said there will be changes, but curled, if this is the story I am even afraid to use it!

Al's wounds are that bad, huh? It is a dodol, obviously from his wounds that are everywhere, especially the head. What dong should I do? Know the medical world! Hiks, shut up Kinza!

This problem, aka this accident incident. I find it hard to eat, drink, or even poop. Idih what the hell is so dirty me, it's so barin. That's the reality, really. Not only that, I also have difficulty sleeping, often daydreaming, even often awake at night. Like the nights yesterday. What's worse, my mother and mother-in-law to follow me up. I'm sorry ma, bun, I'm a dodol gini anyway.

But how else dong, I have difficulty sleeping because I wait for brother Al who never realized. Moreover, the estimate of the doctor missed, even though I was calm when the doctor said about his condition. Okay, I can't easily believe that. So what about the words of Princess? Do I have to bodo and not trust him? Believe it, yes, but not completely!

Speaking of the Princess, since her arrival to my house. Eh errat, kak Al official house means. He so often visited, both with bang Arjuna. Since ten days ago, yes it has been about three days he visited me.

I want to get rid of it, but it's not good. This is not my home, nor will all my behavior be highlighted by the people of the dorm. Yes indeed, his wife father Danki A ngusir guest. Idih, can be ruined messy image of my husband. Yauda, obey me. Princess already has a bang Arjuna. Who's Arjuna? The ex I love!

Eh what do I, why try to talk about that man? My mind went everywhere. Hadeuh, I think I need a break. Oh, sleep it!

Then I put my head next to the body of Brother Al. His thick, limp-looking hand I always held.

Not until one minute I lay down, suddenly a small movement of his hand made me jerk. Wait, is this really Al's arm? Why is he moving, why is this?

"...Doctor, doctor!" call me immediately. Mama and mother who were chatting then welcomed coming to me.

"Why baby? What's up?" asked my mother with an anxious face. Aish, I made a scene.

I got up right away when the doctor came, they were checking Al's condition.

"Hand Brother Al motion, ma." I reply accordingly.

After a few minutes, finally the doctor finished checking the condition of Kak Al. "Alhamdulillah, there are already signs that Captain Al will soon come to his senses. We wait about an hour or two" said the doctor who made my heart super relieved. My happy tears just collapsed. I am so happy, finally my beloved husband will be aware of his coma. Thank God, thank you very much.

Mama hugged me tightly, and so did my Mother-in-law. They were just like me, crying happily. "O Allah, thank you for granting our request, thank you for granting our prayers, and thank you for bringing Brother Al back." I said in my heart while wiping away the tears that were about to collapse.

Okay already embrace each other, this time I sit back next to Brother Al. Waiting patiently for Al to open his eyes. Scroll a glance at the perched wall clock, at 17:00. Well, that means he'll wake up around 18:00 or 19:00. Hem, all right, I'll wait for you to wake up, brother!

"Za, you go home. Change your clothes and take a break. Then you can come back again. Don't refuse, baby. Your appearance should look beautiful when Al opens his eyes later." said mama while holding my shoulder. I was silent for a moment. Uh, actually, mom said that too. My appearance is now a mess wear really. Especially my face, original like a zombie. Brother Al will be in a coma again like when he sees me.

But care very much the same appearance, so let me cake what. The important thing is that he regained consciousness, and I can see that he opened his eyes. "No, ma, justin aja Kinza like this. No problem, I'm not." I refused subtly.

Mama mesem, "Darling, not only your appearance is noticed. But also health, my mother has asked you to come home now. Shower, change, eat, and pray. After that you come back here again." continued mama again. It made me think twice.

If you think so, I have not taken a shower, where my face is a mess. Oh, jeez, I am going home.

"Hem, yaudah ma I'm home now. Please tell me whatever it is that happened the same, Brother Al." answered me accordingly. Mama mangut-mangut Okay I say goodbye brothers!

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I opened the door with slow steps. Afternoon gini many kolong children like me who bike or play around the complex. Moreover, this official house is close to the playground, yes crowded yes noisy also for sure.

After returning fresh, fragrant, tidy and clean, I continued with the service of prayer magrib. I ended my prayers and read two pages of the Holy Quran.

Fyuh, take me off. Feel the calmness of its own. Yes understandably, yesterday-yesterday I was stressed to the point of forgetting everything except prayer. My thin body is getting thinner. Ah, later also contains again kok, wk wk wk.

After everything was ready, I rushed back to the hospital. Adeptly wear shoes and lock the door as soon as possible.

"...Danki's mother?!!" yelling someone called me, immediately made me stay still. My steps stopped, I hurriedly turned around and found the owner of the voice.

"Izin ma'am, please take me to the clinic. My son has a fever. My husband is out of town. Help me ma'am, Kasian Aruni." he added hastily. Her beautiful face looks anxious and panicked while holding a baby named Aruni. The beauty who once broke a pot in the house of kak Al.

Well, how can I refuse. Kasian Aruni shivered with pale lips. How is Al? Ah jeez, I help Aruni first.

"Let's get in my car, ma'am." My bargain was soft. I followed the panic. Moreover, look at Aruni's face that seemed to endure the pain. He was shivering but his body temperature was high.

Then I started driving the car that Papa gave me. Why does Kinza suddenly have a car? Eits, secret, can't arrogant right?

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"Thank God, ma'am, thank you so much for helping me. I don't know what else to do, I was really confused ma'am. Fortunately there is a mother, once again I say thank you and sorry to bother mother." said Avita mother at length. I put on my soft smile.

"That's okay mom, I'm glad I could help. May Aruni son get well soon." I reply accordingly. Huh alhamdulillah I have delivered Avita ma'am safely back to her house. Thank goodness Aruni was okay, just a common fever.

"This is a little hand for Aruni, let's just say I'm visiting him" I said as I gave fruit, milk, biscuits and bread to Aruni. Avita's mother looks hunchback, probably not good with my gift just now.

"Izin ma'am, don't bother." he replied awkwardly.

"That's okay, ma'am, don't worry. This is for Aruni, please accept, yes?" my insistence is smooth. Mother Avita nodded her head slowly.

"Izin ready ma'am, thank you very much." reply Avita ma'am resignedly. Thank God accepted, hopefully Aruni will recover quickly. As for her, I can't bear to see her pretty and tiny face look pale and in pain.

"Then I say yes, ma'am. Want to see my husband in the hospital." I resigned.

"Izin ready mom, hopefully danki quickly healed and can be reunited with mom."

"Aamiin, thank you ma'am. I say yes, let's mom." I resigned. I started driving to the hospital. Aish, it should be seven o'clock at night. But it's been almost nine and a half hours. You are okay, happy to be able to help others.

Skips!

Almost half an hour on the way, I finally arrived at the RSPAD. With a hasty step I want to quickly meet Brother Al. Uh, I hope he opens his eyes. May Brother Al be sober, aamiin.

I opened the door of her ward, carefully as if I didn't want to disturb anyone. My eyes began to circulate around, looking at every corner in this room.

After the door opened, you saw your mother, mother, father, father and brother Al. They were sitting on the sofa chatting quietly. Except for Brother Al, my husband seems to have not opened his eyes. Hem, he's not conscious yet?

"....Assalamualaikum." I said lackadaisically as I approached my mothers and fathers. Then I kissed them all and offered them the food bought while delivering Avita's mother.

I went with them, "Sir Al hasn't come to his senses yet, ma?" ask me lethargic.

Mama rubbed my back with a smile, "Not baby, be patient. Let's just wait. Just try and sit next to Al. Talk to me, who knows he's stimulating." mama replies to him.

I'm dying, I want to kiss her on the forehead too. Uh, I miss me miss you!

"Sister, when did he realize? It feels like a blindfold. Do you want to see my beautiful face? Is he angry with me?" I asked and sounded lackluster. They all laughed, obviously. My words just didn't make sense. It's not ethical to talk like that. Owe, you Kinza dodol, you can be ashamed of yourself!

Eits, wait, this why is his hand moving again? Is Brother Al going to be conscious? Did he hear my words just now? So he responded to me?

My mind kept wondering as I felt the small movement of Al's hands. Immediately I called the doctor, quickly they came and examined Al.

I kept praying, looking at his face. May he open his eyes, hu hu hu.

"...Alhamdulillah capt Al was aware of his coma." said the doctor and made me limp instantly. Yes, yes, yes touched. But different from mama, papa, mother and father. They look slab-only. Aelah bodo very much, the most important thing for me is the awareness of brother Al.

And right, slowly his eyelids opened. Although it wasn't perfect, I could clearly see pitch-black eyes that were like waking up. Thank God, I am unceasingly grateful. Finally, Brother Al realized, I could finally see his pitch-black eyes again.

I clasped Al's hand. Swiping and continue to kiss her hands gently.

"Thank God you're aware, what's sick, brother?" ask me slowly.

Slowly, her hands lifted and held her own head. Maybe a headache, huh? He was hit pretty hard too. Hope he's all right, buddy?

"Sister why? What's that hurting?" repeat me asking. Al Sontak looked at me.

"Who are you?" ask brother Al and make my eyes perfectly patterned. What the hell is this? He asked me who? What, what is this? Why is my chest suddenly tight, huh? Al lost his memory? Sumpaaaaah, mo just faint me, hiks!