EPOCHS

Chapter 57

Althafariz Ramaditya Aerospace POV

I entered this ward secretly. I heard Kinza was asleep, so I ventured to sneak into this room.

I see his condition gradually improving. The doctor said he could eat and drink but in small portions. Even the food must be really noticed.

Kinza was fast asleep. His face looked so peaceful with regular breathing. Her lips are not too pale. The redness in her nose was gone. Thank God, he's fine.

Everyone purposely walked out of this room. Mom and Dad told her to. He said, to make up for Kinza's mistake for throwing me out of this room. But I'm okay, I know it's also because of me.

Slowly I approached her. No voice, no speech. Like a soldier at war using guerrilla tactics. Secretly. Silent and silent.

The closer it gets, the faster my heart pumps. I was afraid that he would suddenly wake up, then, throw me out again.

“Dek, I can't bear to see you like this. If you can, let Mas alone replace her.” said I watered while sitting in the chair next to the brangkar. I grabbed his hand that was attached to the infusan needle.

Fortunately, he was silent. Maybe you are dreaming beautiful. To the extent that Kinza did not feel that his hand was being held by me.

“If you hear all the explanations, Deck. You will not be hurt like this. Surely you will not lie helplessly in this cage. But it's too late, I failed to explain everything to you. I failed to take care of you, Dek. I'm sorry." I clean up while biting my lower lip. Holding something raging in the chest. Stuffy.

“Dek, everything is not what you see. They don't do things that make your heart hurt. It was an accident, Dek. It was a pure accident. They have taken care of your heart. Mas also acts cold on Amira.”

“But the incident is really out of control. Shakira suddenly closed the door. Dropping the flower pot so that Mas and Amira must fall together to help Shakira not be hit by a large pot Even Mas must fall right on top of her body. But I could swear. They didn't take any chances. She really did nothing with him. Mas don't fuck around, Dek!” my tears are dripping.

“Trust me, trust me, baby. He did nothing with her. Oath to Allah, Mas only intended to help Shakira. That's it.” wants it to feel screaming. But I can't do. So tight on the chest.

“Lek?” call my mom from behind. My reflexes looked and saw the face of my mother-in-law.

“Yes, what's up, Ma?” ask me while wiping away the tears that began to flow. Mama stopped my activities. “No, Lek. Don't cover it from Mama. You know you're fragile, you know you're crying. Mama knows you are sad. No need to cover, Lek.” My mother wiped my tears. She was crying too.

“Lek, forgive Kinza's selfishness, yes. Forgive her bad attitude towards you. Kinza's heart is not good. Emotions still rule his heart. Mama hope you understand. Mama hope you are strong to face all of her. Mama believe, you're a good man. You're the man in charge.” My mom hugged me tight.

“We're out of here only, yes, Ma. I'm afraid to disturb Kinza.” Mama took off her hug.

“Iya, Lek.”

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Kinza Irsyania Malik POV

I pretended to close my eyes when I found out Mas Al was going into this room. They think I'm asleep. But the truth is not. I just closed my eyes. But the ears can still catch sound.

I can feel the presence of Mas Al. He's getting closer and closer. But Mas Al was great, he walked towards me without making any noise from the friction between the floor and the shoes. Mas Al is really good at tacting.

“Dek, I can't bear to see you like this. If you can, let Mas alone replace her.” Mas Al grabbed my hand which was attached to the infusion needle. He stroked her gently, occasionally giving a kiss there. My heart is shrinking.

“If you hear all the explanations, Deck. You will not be hurt like this. Surely you will not lie helplessly in this cage. But it's too late, I failed to explain everything to you. I failed to take care of you, Dek. I'm sorry." she said softly while bringing my hand into her arms.

Mas Al's words intrigued me. What exactly happened back then? What are they doing? Why is the door closed? Why there is a noise. Why they fell together. Even Mas Al hit the woman's body, Ms. Amira.

“Dek, everything is not what you see. They don't do things that make your heart hurt. It was an accident, Dek. It was a pure accident. They have taken care of your heart. Mas was also cold to Amira.” her connection made me even more curious. What accident is it? Obviously I saw Mas Al overwrite Madam Amira's body. All I caught was that, I couldn't even look any deeper. My heart hurts.

“But the incident is really out of control. Shakira suddenly closed the door. Dropping the flower pot so that Mas and Amira must fall together to help Shakira not be hit by a large pot Even Mas must fall right on top of her body. But I could swear. They didn't take any chances. She really did nothing with him. Mas don't fuck around, Dek!” mas Al said it makes my heart pump faster. Mas Al's voice trembled, accompanied by the fall of tears right above my hand which was in the grasp of Mas Al. She cried.

“Trust me, trust me, baby. He did nothing with her. Oath to Allah, Mas only intended to help Shakira. That's it.” his rag sounds frustrated. Wanting to hug his sturdy body, embrace the body of Mas Al with love. Mas, I forgive you, but I want to see how your struggle gets my heart back. I want to see you fight to return that trust to me.

“Lek?” call someone from the front. I know it's Mama's voice. He must have heard everything Mas Al told me.

“Yes, what's up, Ma?” ask Mas Al.

“No, Lek. Don't cover it from Mama. You know you're fragile, you know you're crying. Mama knows you are sad. No need to be covered, Lek.” said Mama makes me want to open my eyes. What is your mom doing? Mas Al why? Is she really crying? Because me?

“Lek, forgive Kinza's selfishness, yes. Forgive her bad attitude towards you. Kinza's heart is not good. Emotions still rule his heart. Mama hope you understand. Mama hope you are strong to face all of her. Mama believe, you're a good man. You are the man in charge.” said Mama.

“We're out of here only, yes, Ma. I'm afraid to disturb Kinza.” said Mas Al told me to leave the room. They left me lying in a cage while acting.

“Iya, Lek.”

I don't hear anything anymore.

Shortly after, I heard the door open. Along with that, my eyes were also open.

“Kinza, baby. Geez why can you gini, anyway?!” someone shouted echoed throughout the room. One pregnant man accompanied by a well-built man approached me. Claudia and Kenzo.

They looked shocked, especially with Claudia who had shed tears. The mummy was crying.

“Bang, by the way ordinary kayak can not? Disgust oath Denger you said Adek to me!” tukas ku judes. Not her answer, I just make a noise.

“Yee, I hit it too. Not even the answer to protest. Call me romantic once in a while, is that wrong?” her threats horrified me. Hit the wound? Oh no, that hurts amazing!

I messed up, “there's a household problem. You both don't need to know.”

“Ah yes, I understand. But you're okay, aren't you? Why not, beb? I swear, all the way here I cry. I'm really worried, scared you why-why, Zaaaa!” claudia's fussy sounded more and more while hugging my body. I'm disgusted, but happy. So far, there are friends who really care about me. Ah yes, she is also my sister-in-law. Worry not to play. Until made nangis uhuhu.

“Not to be more! I'm okay, really. This former stitch has also started to dry.”

“Gue denger you in operation, huh? Pain dong, beb?” applaud Claudia's question.

“Yes right in his operation I don't know anything Claudia oon! I was drugged, didn't fuss about anything. You're a prospective doctor, really oon anyway?!” He grinned the horse while stroking his already enlarged stomach.

“Gosh I forgot. I'm too worried! too freaked out on your mind you know!"

“Thank you for thinking of me. But there's another part that hurts more than this. His pain is incredible. Cannot be cured by medical means.” Say it while looking around the room. It's just me, Claudia and Kenzo.

“Which one? Where does it hurt?” ask Claudia.

“Here!” I pointed at my own chest. Claudia smiled faintly.

“What the hell is it, beb? Tell me the same. Who knows, I can help you. I will try for you.” said Claudia offers her help. However, I shook my head weakly.

“Thanks before her, beb. But, this problem can only be solved by the concerned party. I, my husband, and my heart.” said I sedu while smiling thinly. Claudia.

“Sorry, I forgot.” his words are not good.

“Cause, I'm okay. Btw, how's my development? He's in good health, right?” ask me to switch the conversation. Claudia was immediately back in excitement.

“Alhamdulillah healthy, beb. Yesterday was USG. His abis he keeps on kicking. I have a rich ball in my stomach. I think there are two babies so.” cluck Claudia slowly while stroking her large stomach. Like a twin, big stomach.

“Alhamdulillah, follow her horror. Congratulations, beb, soon to be mom, cieee!”

“Eh - uh he's drumming this. Want hold?” haggling his enthusiasm, I immediately agreed. I am curious about my nephew.

Claudia took my hand to hold her stomach. I was surprised for a moment. Claudia's right, the baby in her womb is actively kicking. I may be impatient to get out.

“Where? Feels right?”

“Banget, baby. I swear, he was very active. I can't wait to see the world of kayaking.” Claudia chuckles.

“Iya, soon Alief will have a play ball game.” We laugh together.

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Three days passed, Kinza's condition had improved. His stab wound gradually dried up even though it sometimes felt sore.

This morning, Mother and Mr. Commander and his staff visited Kinza to the hospital. The parcels for the sake of the fruit parcel were accepted by Kinza and the family.

“Mayor, is it true that this matter is not a matter of murder?" ask the Commander Al.

Al nodded quickly, “Izin, ready right, Ndan. It's a private matter of my family and my wife. Please permission, do not report to the authorities.” said Al firmly.

“Iya, Sir. This is my son's home issue. Don't report anywhere. Because it's a personal matter. About blood spotting and others are done in the care of our family.” said Papa gave information related to the incident. Then the Commander nodded.

“Izin, ready general!”

“What are the circumstances of Mr Danramil's wife? Is it better?” ask the Commander Mother as she approached Kinza who was lying on the cage.

“Izin, thank God there's been progress, ma'am. Better than the previous day.” reply Al kindly. “Alhamdulillah, thank goodness then. Honestly, I was so worried when I heard this news spread in the dormitory.” continued the commander's mother.

“Izin, sorry before Mom. Sorry for throwing one hostel. Sorry for worrying. Permission, my condition has improved. Maybe three or four more days can go home.” said Kinza sungkan.

“Call Mbak only, Dek. Don't be so formal."

“I - yes, Mbak.”

“This, Deck. We brought the hand to Adek. Not much, not much. Maybe this is nothing. But although a little, I hope it can be useful for Adek.” The commander's mother handed him two jumbo-sized fruit parcels. Kinza reflexes stunned. “Izin, this is more than enough, Ma'am. Thank you so much for taking the time to come see me. Thanks for the parcel. God willing is very useful for my family. I accept, yes, Ma'am.”

“Iya, Deck. Equally.”

All are warmly clutched together. Moreover, the meeting of the commander father with a general who was none other than the parents of Al and Kinza. The man who used to call Dad and Papa were both chatting warmly with the commander. Unlike Kinza who is silent while stealing the views of her husband, Al.