EPOCHS

Chapter 56

Althafariz Ramaditya Aerospace POV

The lights in front of the operating room are still on. Of course it hints that the operation process is still running.

Our family is silent. Don't forget I kept saying prayers for Kinza's safety. Ask the power so that all goes well and get better again.

From a distance, I saw Amira and Satria who were carrying Alief coming closer. Amira's facial water looks chaotic with wet and swollen eyes. I know, Amira must have cried.

Alief was immediately taken over by Mother, I know she was also worried about her granddaughter. “Thank you for taking care of Alief.” said Mommy while fondling her grandchildren.

“Sama-sama, Aunt.” reply Satria with friendly.

“Alhamdulillah Alief is okay. Healthy-healthy, yes, Lek.” said I am grateful while kissing Alief. To be honest, I felt really anxious about Alief. He was still in Kinza's arms when my wife thrust a knife into his stomach.

“Pa - pa da - da.” (Papa, dedek) said Alief while rubbing my face. He looks happy. Naturally, we were separated for three days.

“Izin mr. Danramil, our arrival here would like to apologize for all the commotion that occurred at the house of Mr. Danramil. I represent my wife's name, want to apologize profusely to the father major and family for this unfortunate incident.” said Captain Satria firmly. I shake fast.

“No, this is not your wife's fault, Danki. It's just a misunderstanding. So, don't apologize. Because this is not the fault of your wife.” reply me quickly. Suddenly Amira looked at me.

“T - but, Bang. I - this.”

“Already, Nduk. Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault. What Al said was true, this incident was just a misunderstanding. So, don't apologize and don't blame yourself." said Mama-in-law I cut off Amira's speech. Amira remained silent.

“B - fine, Aunt. Sorry in advance.” added Amira.

“Nothing, Nduk. It's not your fault, don't blame yourself anymore, yeah.”

“S - ready, Aunt.”

“Ma - a - tit." (Mama's sick) Alief's body made me stare directly at her. My heart hurts.

“Yes, Son, Mama is sick. Alief pray, yes, so that Mama will recover quickly, pray Mama to be safe and healthy always.” I said while taking over Alief's body from Mother's sling.

All of her looks pity on me and Alief. “That's patient, yes, Lek. This is a test for you and Kinza. May God always ease your every household affair.” Mother hugged my body.

“Thank you, Mother. Al believe it.”

Before long, the lights in front of the operating room started to go out. The doctor came out of the room. Also, I saw a hospital cage on top of which Kinza was lying weak.

“Alhamdulillah operation is smooth and successful. Kinza's mother can already be moved to a regular inpatient room. Try not to move too much, because the wound and stitches are still wet.” said the doctor kindly.

“ Don't feed and drink before Ibu Kinza blows away. This operation is the same as appendectomy in general. The treatment procedure is the same. Well, here's the prescription medication. Can you buy directly at the nearest pharmacy.” continued the Doctor while explaining the restrictions and actions that can or should not be done by Kinza. I nodded quickly.

“Thank you very much, Doctor.” I thank you.

“Sama-sama, Sir. Then, I'm sorry.”

“Please, Sus.” doctor's body on four sisters and one mantri. The health worker rushed to carry out the order. Carrying a cage on top of which there is Kinza. He lay weakly with an infusion and an oxygen hose attached to Kinza's hands and nose.

I goosebumps for a moment. Seeing Kinza like this made me think of an accident a few years ago. And right, it really hurts. Although Kinza isn't as bad as I've been, trust me. If you have entered the operating room, the impact after it really feels beautiful.

“I'm sorry, yes, Pa, Mom. God willing soon Mother Kinza will soon realize.” The doctor finally stopped. Change with our family who want to know how the condition of Kinza.

Mother looks worried. Cannot be covered. Because, from earlier his view did not change even a little from Kinza. Maybe his heart was sliced because, seeing the condition of the daughter-in-law who had been considered as her own child lay weak helpless.

Even with me. My eyes didn't shift a bit from her pale pretty face. Her eyes were swollen and wet, her nose was flushed. Her lips were pale and a little dry.

Slowly, her eyelids opened. Her bright brown eyes looked little by little. My wife is still adjusting the light that goes into her vision.

Those of us in the room were shocked. All eyes were on my wife.

“ A - Where is Alief?” ask her in a weak voice. Sontak Bunda who was holding Alief directly advanced to near Kinza.

“This, Nduk. Alief is the same Mother. Don't worry, Nduk. Alief is fine.” said Mommy while fondling Alief. Kinza smiled weakly.

“Moment when to come?” ask Kinza curiously.

“Tadi noon, Nduk. Probably around eleven o'clock. You forget, do not look at the clock because you are too anxious. Afraid of you why-why, nduk.” reply Mother while stroking Kinza's hair.

“Mother, Kinza apologise, yes. Forgive Kinza for worrying Mommy. Moreover, Father and Mother came all the way from Yogyakarta to Jakarta. Sorry, yes, Mommy.” baju Kinza is not feeling well. He seems to feel guilty because of it.

“Suut, can't say that, nduk. Mother is okay. No problem for Mother. Most importantly you survived, you are healthy!” Mother kissed Kinza's forehead.

“Thank you very much, Mother. Sorry again.”

“Sama-sama, dear. Yes, yes, don't say that again. Mommy is okay, the important thing is to be healthy!”

“S - ready, Mother.” Kinza looked at me. Then he turned his eyes to the other direction.

“Mas Al and Mbak Amira can come out now? I no longer want to see them, Ma.” said Kinza coldly. I was stunned for a moment, but returned as usual.

Mama and Mommy looked at me pity. I know, they must feel sorry for me. I see, I understand for sure Kinza still feels angry at me and also at Amira.

“Al?” call Mama in a voice. I nodded quickly. “Nothing, I understand, Deck. Mas will be out now.”

With Amira and Satria. They came out with me. “Bang, how is this? Looks like Sister Kinza is mad at us. I'm scared, Bang.” said Amira scared. He cried again while hugging the sturdy body of Captain Satria.

“No, you don't have to be afraid. Kinza is still not feeling well. That's why he avoids us. I can handle it. You just calm down, don't worry.” said I look calm.

“Mending you back. I'm okay, really. I'm sure after Kinza improves. He will be able to accept all the explanations from me. Udah, you calm down." continued I do not want to make others feel guilty.

“S - ready, Bang.”

“We excuse you, Major. Permission precedes, Assalamualaikum.”

“Wa'alaikum sallam, yes, please!”

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Kinza Irsyania Malik POV

I woke up surrounded by loved ones. There's Mommy, Dad-in-law, Mama, Papa, Mas Al and Alief. But, I didn't think there was Miss Amira and her husband either.

Lazy to think of Mas Al and Mbak Amira. My heart and body hurt. Yes, this is all because of me. Poking a knife into the stomach without thinking about its impact. I'm mistaken. But, when I did it, I didn't realize it in the least. Satan has taken control of me to his fullest.

I don't think about anyone, I don't think about anything. As bewitched, even Alief was still in my sling. Oh, my God, Alief. Where's she?

“A - Where is Alief?” ask me in a super weak voice. My lower stomach still feels nothing. Stiff.

“This, Nduk. Alief is the same Mother. Don't worry, Nduk. Alief is fine.” said Mommy while fondling Alief. My baby gimbul looks fine. He wasn't hurt at all.

I am grateful in my heart.

“Moment when to come?” I asked curiously even though I felt guilty. Surely Mother and Father are in a hurry to be able to come to Jakarta. They must be on their way worrying and worrying about me. Sorry, Mother, Father, I've made your hearts unsettled

“Tadi noon, nduk. Probably around eleven o'clock. You forget, do not look at the clock because you are too anxious. Afraid of you why-why, nduk.” reply Mother while stroking my hair gently.

“Mother, Kinza apologise, yes. Forgive Kinza for worrying Mommy. Moreover, Father and Mother came all the way from Yogyakarta to Jakarta. Sorry, yes, Mommy.” my body is not feeling well. I really feel guilty now.

“Suut, can't say that, nduk. Mother is okay. No problem for Mother. Most importantly you survived, you are healthy!” Mother kissed my forehead. Warm.

“Thank you very much, Mother. Sorry again.”

“Sama-sama, dear. Yes, yes, don't say that again. Mommy is okay, the important thing is to be healthy!”

“S - ready, Mother.” I changed to look at Mas Al's face which looked very worried. I know, he must be worried about me. For he himself saw how the sharp knife had penetrated into my stomach.

My backup switched. “Mas Al and Mbak Amira can come out now? I no longer want to see them, Ma.” said I coldly while complaining to Mama.

Mama and Mommy stared at Mas with pity. Not that I meant to hurt her heart. My heart hurts because of it too.

Looking at the face of Mbak Amira and Mas Al, I immediately remembered how the sturdy body of my husband hit the body of another woman, the body of Mbak Amira. It hurts!

“Al?” call Mama in a voice. Mas Al antas nodded quickly, as he understood. “Nothing, I understand, Deck. Mas will come out now also.” said Mas Al sedu.

“Healthy, yes, Deck. Hopefully soon improve. If there's anything, you can call me outside. I love you.” he said softly while leaving people who are still silent. Me included.

Then, the room turned silent. “Nduk, it's not good to talk like that. Al is your husband, the sin of his law. Especially to turn your face like that. Big sins, nduk.” Papa gives me a wedge. So it stabbed into my heart.

“Al is worried about your situation. From now on he was faithfully here, waiting for you until the operation process is complete. He cried, regretting all the events that happened when it was not his fault. This is a misunderstanding, nduk. This is not true. Everything you think is wrong!” papa sounded disappointed at my actions. I'm speechless.

“Pa, don't be upset with the Kinza. He needs to rest. Never mind, we'll discuss this later. We wait until Kinza heals, do not be too rushed.” Mama replied while rubbing Papa's back. Papa's water face I can't describe. He's wry.

“But, Ma. Not good, he came all the way to Jakarta just to see his son was expelled. Papa shy.” firmly Papa while massaging his forehead. She's dizzy.

“It's okay, Mr. Zein. We understand. My wife and I understand her.” reply Father very gently. I feel guilty instead.

“K - kin - za, sorry Mom - bun - da, A - dad.” said I stammered while shedding tears. Mother then touched my hand.

“Nothing, nduk. Mother is okay. Don't cry, yeah, nduk. This is also a lesson for Al, so that he can be more assertive and responsible. Mother who apologizes, because of Al's behavior. You get hurt like this.” Mother kissed my hand. She was crying too.

“Ngak, Mommy. It's all Kinza's fault. All of it is wrong Kinza, Mother. Even Kinza got hurt, it was Kinza himself. It is not wrong Mas Al.” my verdict is firm. I was wrong. But I'm hurt too.

“Already, nduk, already do not cry. You just take a break, yeah, nduk. We'll all take care of you. No, don't think about this first. Your mama's right, we finish when your body condition has improved.”

“S - ready, Mother. Mother is not angry, is she? Mother is not angry, is it the same Kinza?” Mother shook her head quickly.

“No, Mother is not angry at all. Mother dear to you, nduk. Healthy-healthy, yes, dear.”

“Thank you, Mother. Kinza promises, Kinza will be cured soon. Kinza promised this matter would quickly end. Pray Kinza, yes, Mother.”

“Siap, Nduk. Mother always prays for you and the good of your household. For Mother, seeing you and Al Rukun is an infinite happiness. Your dear mother.”

I can't speak anymore. Grateful to get in-laws whose hearts are as good as angels. I am grateful to be surrounded by people who love and care for my family.

“Thank you, Yes Allah.”

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