First Wife Heart Wound

The Leaves of Sidrat Al-Muntaha

Hanum, now enjoying the sweet taste of the wound he previously felt. Unlike what is now being felt, bad karma is stalking another human being who is struggling between life and death.

Inspiration is still weak unconscious, after having previously had time to wake up and had left his last message, for the beloved baby.

Three hours earlier.

"Reyhan?" call Ilham lirih.

Sister who was on guard to monitor the condition of Ilham, was stunned. When the patient is said to be in a coma, start calling a name.

In a hurry, the nurse called the doctor who was on duty to monitor her condition as well. "Doc, the patient's starting to wake up?" the nurse told me.

With a hasty step, doctor Andre immediately checked the condition of Ilham who suddenly improved so quickly.

"Sir Ilham is conscious?" ask Dr. Andre, to make sure.

Ilham nodded as he asked for help, "Doctor, can you please bring my phone here?"

The doctor also agreed to Ilham's request, while giving him the phone he asked for.

For a long time Ilham tried to call the mobile number of his ex-wife, but again the operator's answer broke his expectations.

Ilham switched to recording mode, before he lost consciousness again.

"For my son Reyhan, I'm sorry, son. I'm sorry if I haven't been a good father to you, I'm sorry if I could only hurt you without thinking about your happiness. Sorry if I was late to see you! I love you more than you know, I'm sorry that after this I'm leaving you, without even giving an explanation for all the mistakes I've made. Stay happy with your mother and forgive your father's mistakes. I believe, if one day you have grown up and understood, I hope you will forgive all the mistakes you have made. Be a good and handsome father, no matter how far you go, I will always pray that you are always happy." Inspiration coughed as he wanted to end his voice recording.

Doctor Andre could not hold back his tears, coughing. Ilham gave the recording of his voice to the doctor and left a message. "Please tell my parents, Doc. I'll leave this for the last time, 'cause I don't feel like I can stand it anymore."

"Sir Ilham must be healed, we'll check again!"

Ilham shook his head slowly, "I think it's all done, Doc! May I have a paper and pen for the last time?" ask Ilham expectantly.

Doctor Andre also gave a blank paper to Ilham, until the weak hand wrote a farewell word to his wife.

"For Amel my wife. I'm sorry if I haven't been a good husband to you? Sorry if this time I renege on my promise, to always be there for you. Sorry if I can't make you happy yet, seeing you back healthy already makes me satisfied, at least you'll be fine after I'm gone. I'm sorry for ever making a wound, which is so deep in your heart. I love you, though not as much as I loved her before, live happily. Open your new life in full color. Again, I'm sorry."

Finished writing his last words, Ilham's hand fell down. The doctor who saw Ilham returned unconscious. Hurry to give first aid, to save him.

When the leaves of Sidrat Al-Muntaha, which reads his name on the tree Arsy began to fall. That was when his task in the world was completed. Likewise with Inspiration, when his efforts to be better for his son and wife have been completed. He left his world. Leaving the wife, whom he had fulfilled his responsibilities and also leaving the child he loved so much.

Maybe if God still gave him time, to live longer. Maybe at this time he will struggle, to meet with the child just to apologize for all his mistakes.

***

After three hours passed, doctor Andre came out with a face so grim, a little hope that he had tried to do it, it was in vain. With a tired face and filled with regret, he came out of the room, where the name of Ilham was just a name.

Mr. Suryo got up from his seat, when he saw the door where his son was starting to open. "How's my son doing, Doc?"

Doctor Andre breathed heavily, slowly he began to explain. "I'm sorry, sir? Father's son, Mr. Inspiration is gone!"

Mr. Suryo stared at the doctor's words, his life seemed to be pulled from his body. The pain he first felt, before the screeching of his wife who was limp unconscious, resuscitated him again.

Ms. Ratna held back Bu Suryo's body weight before he fell, when she heard that the child was gone.

Aditya, who saw his employer unconscious, started calling the medics to help bring Suryo's mother to treatment.

While he was still standing by Mr. Suryo's side, just to be on guard if his employer needs help.

"Didn't Inspiration have been okay before, Doc? Why did it suddenly become like this?" asked Mr. Suryo with trembling lips, holding back tears.

"So Mr. Ilham got up and gave his last message, I thought it was a miracle. But suddenly Mr. Ilham went back unconscious and started his last breath while I was still trying to keep him conscious."

Finally Mr. Suryo weakened, he should not go to just find out where Reyhan is, he should still be here to just accompany his last son.

His defense collapsed again, tears were rushing out from both of his old eyes. "My boy?!" clean it while sniffling.

***

Amel stared blankly, the body of the man being pushed out of the room. Her world was instantly shattered, her hopes of knitting the future together with her husband were shattered instantly. Along with the body covered with white cloth.

Amel walked near the body of Ilham before being taken to bathe. "Mass?" call him soft, while opening his face cover.

"Why are you silent, you don't like to see me? We haven't seen each other for a week, don't you miss me?" whispered.

"I miss you, Mom! Every night I wait for you to come home. You promised me, make me walk. You also promised me to grow old together. But why are you sleeping here, Mom? Let's go home, Mum! I promise to be a good wife to you, I promise to be well and make you happy even if it's just me. Come on, shall we go home?" Seeing Ilham just silent in his sleep, Amel's tears shed even more. "You're bad, Mas?" her tears broke, the tightness was completely suffocating her chest. Until Amel lost his consciousness.

Ms. Ratna, intrigued to see her son crying to the point of unconsciousness. He was quickly helped Aditya, bringing Amel to be examined, so strong emotional outbursts made Ms Ratna afraid, if Amel would return depressed as before.

***

"D-father …?" lirih Reyhan's.

Hanum who heard his son delirious immediately approached and woke him up.

"Dear to wake up, son?"

Reyhan blinked his eyes, "Mama?"

"Dear, you dream? What are you dreaming, son?" asked Hanum gently.

Reyhan shook his head softly, "i don't know, Ma!

Hanum touched Reyhan's forehead, the heat had already gone down after returning from the hospital earlier. "Reyhan what do you want, son?"

Reyhan shook his head softly, "Ma, can you not call grandma? Reyhan misses grandma!"

"May baby, Mama grab a cell phone first?"

Reyhan nodded and shortly after, Hanum came with a cell phone that was already connected to her Mother.

"Assalamualaikum, dear?" greet Bu Surti from across there.

"Waalaikumsalam, Grandma?" call Reyhan with gusto.

Hanum smiled at how excited he was, the boy while talking to his mother and sister.

The laughter returned to the face of the son, Hanum hoped that after this his son would not get sick again.

Finished calling, Reyhan gave the phone he had used to his mother. "Had called?" hanum asked while shuffling the child's hair.

"It's Ma, now Reyhan is hungry and wants to eat!"

Hanum smiled as he nodded, "yes you'll take it for a second?"

***

Elsewhere.

"Mother didn't tell me the same about Hanum, that Ilham wanted to meet Reyhan?" ask Ardi shortly after the call is off.

"For what, Ar? They were already happy with each other's lives without having to know each other's news!"

Ardi took a heavy breath, "I'm just a little sorry Mom, same with Inspiration. If he really misses Reyhan, don't we feel guilty for not telling him where Reyhan is?"

"Leave it, Ar! Rice has become porridge, what we plant is what we harvest and vice versa. I just made Ilham a little aware of all that attitude!"

Ardi was speechless at her mother's words, although she agreed with what her parents thought. But his little heart has a sense of guilt, even if it's just a little.

***

Amel was still speechless beside her husband's grave, wanting to feel like she was buried with her husband so that he would not feel alone anymore.

But the content of the letter that Inspiration left behind, made it remain to endure. "Why, Mas?" tanyanya softly, while rubbing the tombstone of the husband.

"Why do you choose to be alone here, rather than with me? Can I live without you, Mom?"

Ms. Ratna approached Amel and squeezed her shoulders softly, "Let's go home, son?"

Amel shook his head, "I want to be here, Mom. Mas Ilham must be alone and cold here, I don't want to leave myself, Mom!"

"Amel?" Ms. Ratna sighed resignedly, looking stubbornly at this child.

"Ilham's calm down there, Mel. Inspiration is happy and no longer feels pain. I hope you are like that too, remember what Ilham wrote? Inspiration wants you to be happy Mel in your own way?"

"How can I be happy, Mom? If my happiness is only with Mas Ilham, how can I be happy if my happiness is forcibly taken from me?" amel said while looking at her mother.

Ms. Ratna just kept quiet, while looking at her only puppet princess. He can't say anything either. Seeing her son so bad, after losing a child and now she is again faced with the fact that her husband also left her alone. Ms. Ratna can only hope that her child will not experience depression again after losing for the umpteenth time.

Done it.

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