First Wife Heart Wound

Commas.

The doctor came out of the room where Ilham performed the operation, tired face looks once seen on the handsome face of the doctor, who specifically handles Ilham.

With a hasty step, Mr. Suryo approached the doctor. "How's my son Doc?"

"Sir Ilham was still unconscious, the violent impact on his head caused him to go into a coma for a while."

"But is it still possible to realize Doc, if you can regain consciousness how long it will take?"

"If it is to regain consciousness, it is purely from his own Sir Ilham. Because we can't promise that sir! The patient's awareness depends on the patient himself we can only help him with tools and drugs. The rest leave it to the one above Sir!"

Mr. Suryo again limp to hear the words of the doctor, in his heart he wants the child to quickly realize and can start a new life.

***

Two days after the surgery, Ilham had not shown any signs of recovery. His body is still in a coma and his consciousness is uncertain.

Mr. Suryo and Bu Suryo are not ceaselessly praying, hoping that the child alone can wake up and return to health as usual.

"May you rest first, let papa wait for Ilham here?" said Mr. Suryo when he saw his wife looked limp sitting next to him.

Bu Suryo shook his head faintly, "Whatever comes home, let mama here. Papa must be more tired than mama, considering Papa also had to go back and forth to the office to work!"

"Yes, we've been waiting together, but if you're tired, we'll go home together. Later papa will ask a special nurse to keep Ilham here."

Bu Suryo nodded and leaned his head on the husband's shoulder. The days spent by Bu Suryo felt heavier. Seeing the only child who is now lying helpless, making his old body more sick.

Didn't feel the tears were shed again, what would the fate of his son be? The trials are relentless and keep coming back and forth, Suryo thought, after the drama of his son's marriage is destroyed and his wife's condition is starting to stabilize, able to make Ilham little find happiness in his life. But that hope now remains hope, when he is again faced with the fact that now his son, Ilham is in a coma without being able to do anything.

"Why is this all so, Pa?" ask Suryo's mom weak.

"Have Ma'am, put everything the same above, maybe this has become a test for Inspiration!"

"But ... can Inspiration heal Pa?"

"We pray that our children will be fine."

Bu Suryo nodded, although he still felt a tightness that kept squeezing his chest. "Are we gonna tell Amel, Pa?"

"No, he just felt healthy after a long illness. Papa doesn't want if he finds out later, it will worsen his condition and it will be more troublesome for us."

Bu Suryo nodded, "But until when is Pa, we hide this from Amel? Mama was afraid that if she found out from others, her mental health would be disrupted again!"

"We will talk about this later as well as we Ma, may Ms Ratna be able to give understanding to Amel."

***

Somewhere else.

Amel walked back and forth in his room. He felt a bad feeling, since the departure of the husband who said a lot of work in the office.

Amel's feelings are increasingly restless because until nightfall, there is no sign of the arrival of the husband. While waiting, bi Tari came with a cup of tea to accompany the master who was sitting on the terrace alone.

"Mom, is this the tea?"

Amel looked at Bi Tari confused, "I didn't ask for Bi's tea?" amel asked confused.

"I know Mom, but the air's getting colder. If you're still sitting here I'm afraid you'll get sick later. So here I make tea, to warm Mom's body!"

Amel received the tea and thanked Tari. Before bi Tari passed away left her alone.

"Where are you going, man?" amel's monologue in the heart.

For the first time in her life, only this time Amel was really scared. The shadow of Ilham went far away leaving her alone, imprinted clearly in her heart.

Still feeling uneasy, Amel went into the house. His efforts to keep contacting Ilham were in vain. Even when the clock on the wall showed at eleven o'clock in the evening, there was no word from the husband.

***

This is the third day since the disappearance of Ilham, because during these three days Amel completely lost track of his husband. Excessive anxiety began to feel Amel, fear will be left even more felt and that a little more has made the stable soul of Amel began to shake.

"Mom?" call bi Dance.

Amel turned his head and asked, "What's Bi?"

"Mom ate first huh, from last night I haven't eaten and also haven't taken the medicine?"

"I'm not hungry Bi, later if I'm hungry I will eat." replied Amel slightly ketus.

"I only convey the mandate of Mr. Ilham Bu, if I have to take care of Mom when you are not there or have not returned from work."

Amel was moved by the words of his house assistant, especially when he mentioned the name of the husband. Her heart warmed a little, even when her husband was not around, she still gave the person attention with her.

"Alright Bi, just prepare the food I'll be out in a minute."

"Good, Mom!"

Bi Tari passed away, leaving the master still silent with a blank look.

Amel stared at the phone he was holding, whispering softly. "Where are you going, man?"

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