Forced to Get Off Bed

28. Forced to Get Off Bed

“Digta is ready,” Papa said after bringing Digta into Ambar's inpatient room back.

“Mas Digta...” Zeya said he hoped Digta would reject the marriage again.

But Digta was silent. He couldn't even look at Zeya, let alone Ambar.

They also sit in chairs. Mr. Anto as a representative of the KUA began to recite prayers and about marriage.

“This is no element of coercion, right?” Ask Mr. Anto once more while watching Digta and Zeya sitting next to each other.

“Insha Allah no, Sir,” Digta replied firmly. While Zeya could only lower his head.

“OK well, please Sir, we start the wedding,” said Mr. Anto to Papa.

Papa and Digta immediately shook hands. “I marry and marry you brother Pradigta Mahessa bin Triono, with my son Zeya Rainan Agustaf bint Agung Saputra with a set of prayer tools paid in cash.”

Digta took a deep breath.

“I—“ Digta. “I received marriage and marriage Ambar—“

Everyone's faces immediately snorted in disappointment.

“Breath first, Sir, Digta. Do not let the wrong name of your wife,” said Mr. Anto.

“Iya, Sir.”

“Let's repeat again.”

“Bismilbornrahmanirrahim. I marry and marry you brother Pradigta Mahessa bin Triono, with my son Zeya Rainan Agustaf bint Agung Saputra with a set of prayer tools paid in cash.”

“I received marriage and marriage Zeya Ra—“ Digta forgot long name Zeya. The Qabul speech failed.

“Pak Digta, this is the last yes, do not get it wrong. Please remember again the name of the bride,” said Mr. Anto again.

“Zeya Rainan Agustaf.” Papa dictated again to Digta.

“Zeya Rainan Agustaf.” Digta.

“OK, ready?” Mr. Anto is waiting.

They also nodded. And ijab-qabul is spoken again.

“Bismilbornrahmanirrahim. I marry and marry you brother of Pradigta Mahessa bin Triono, with my son Zeya Rainan Agustaf bint Agung Saputra with a set of prayer tools paid in cash.

“I received the marriage and marriage of Zeya Rainan Agustaf bint Agung Saputra with the dowry paid in cash.” Digta finally managed to say that sentence out loud.

“Where are the witnesses? Valid?”

“Sah!”

“Alhamdulilaah..”.

Zeya cried, because in the end she would marry a man she did not love at all. And the man himself is his brother-in-law. The circumstances that make Zeya must be forced to get off the bed.

After the ijab-qabul was completed, Mr. Anto was out of the hospital room. Digta looked at Ambar who was smiling sweetly, but Digta knew that his heart must have been sliced with pain.

“Happy?” Tanya Digta with a flat face.

“This is it, Mas.” Ambar pulls Digta's hand. “Sini, Zey.” Ambar called for Zeya to come closer, then pulled his sister's hand as well. “I am happy and relieved because finally Mas Digta and Zeya have officially become a couple. From now on, I'll have Mas Digta with you, huh, Zey. If Mas Digta macem-macem, report to me! And I tipped you to take good care of Ciya. Please, for my sake, I don't want any divorce between you.”

Zeya did not stop shedding tears. Digta pulled his hand away. “It's ridiculous! Everything's ridiculous! It's strange! I can't understand this!” Digta exclaimed loudly, completely evaporating his emotions until his eyes turned red.

Then Digta decided to get out of the inpatient room again.

“Mba, why does sih have to be like this?” Zeya did not stop crying. “Mba only thinks about Mba's own happiness, without thinking about my happiness. This is not fair.”

“Hussh!” Mama reprimanding.

“Why, Ma? Since Mba Ambar is sick, I can't say this?”

“Zey, from small Mba always caving with you. Mama and Papa always put aside Mba's wishes, in order to realize your wishes. Now, it's Mama and Papa's turn to put your wishes aside in order to realize Mba's dream. Is it wrong, if for this time you give up?” Ambar lirih.

“But this is not the way, Mba. Why must it be at an inappropriate time like this.” Zeya covered her face with her palms as her shoulders trembled as her cries broke.

“I'm sorry, Zey. I had to do this.” Ambar is back bitter. “Oh yes, Ma. May not, Mama help to botakin head Ambar.” Ambar looked at Mama.

Hearing Ambar's request, Mama and Papa were shocked.

“Ambar...” Mama covered her mouth with her palm.

“Ambar can no longer, Ma. Ambar's hair has been a lot of falling out until half bald. Better, just take everything. Want yes, Pa...” Ambar looked at his papa.

Papa nodded while shedding tears.

“Let Papa shave your hair.”

“Ambar has prepared the shaver in the bag. Because Ambar knows, today will definitely happen.”

With a broken and leveled feeling, Papa was forced to have enough Ambar hair slowly to slowly get bald.

“Why was her hair taken by Mom?” Asked Ciya with a plain face.

“Because Mom's head itches and hurts so much,” replied Ambar.

“If Ciya's head hurts, can it be in botakin also not, Mom?”

“Do not. Ciya's hair, nice and beautiful. So, keep Ciya's hair. Later sometime, Ciya can ask for braids for her hair with Aunt Zeya. Because Aunt Zeya is a great braid.”

“OK Ibuuu!” Ciya gave a thumbs up.

***

This is the first time in his life that Digta has spent three cigarettes in less than an hour.

Digta had no idea what had made him have to smoke cigarettes, which Digta obviously felt was in a much better mood.

After he finished inhaling many oxygen suppliers, Digta returned to Ambar's inpatient room.

Digta was surprised to see Ambar and Ciya playing on the bed. But, the state of Ambar's hair is bald.

Digta was hard to say. His heart was like being squeezed tightly until drops of blood fell to the floor.

“Mas...” Ambar smile. At a time like this Ambar can still smile?

“Can you leave me alone with Ambar?” Digta looked at his family one by one.

Mama nodded, then carried Ciya and carried him out. Followed by Papa and Zeya.

After everything is out. Digta approached Ambar and lay in a mattress— next to Ambar.

“Why with your hair dear?” Digta tried to hold back his tears.

“My hair is falling out, Mas. So, I'm botakin' all right. Wh why? I'm ugly huh?”

Digta. “You are so beautiful, so cantiiikkkk. Where else can I find a woman as beautiful as you, darling?”

“Mas could have!” Ambar blushed in shame.

Then Ambar leaned his head against Digta's chest. “Remember Mas, the first time we met?”

Digta chuckled amusedly. “Remember this, lah. At that time your car had a strike event all on campus. And, I know you're in mode because you know that your big brother is parked right next to your car. Then, with a panicked pretentious face, you minjam my phone to call the workshop because your phone is low? Haha. That's mode, right, syang?”

“Ih, good. That's not mode, Mom! It really broke down, and hp I was low!”

“Keep, the workshop person's turn comes, you no longer have a wallet and pinjem my money. Hahaha.”

“Ih, I really don't have a wallet, Mas. Because my wallet was in one more bag, and then my bag was again carried with Zeya. But, you are also mode, right, you ask for compensation for money by inviting me to ngedate.” Ambar claws his tongue.

“It's not mode, dear. That's his name looking for opportunities in narrowness.”

“Tuh, right, the name is mode!”

“Hahaha, yes-yes. I'm the mode.”

“So you remember not when you proposed to me? We haven't known you for a month, and you're suddenly going to play at my house. And tell Papa straight away if you want to marry me. My parents were in shock.”

“Hahaha, your parents doubted me. Because at that time I just wanted to graduate.”

“Eh, the year you become a great lecturer and killer yes.”

“Stupid no one knows, right.”

“Yes, like this one of us, Mas. I thought you were my soul mate. Turns out, your soul mate is Zeya.”

“Ambar!” Digta exclaimed loudly. He began to dislike the discussion that had been deviated from this.

“But I still feel good, Mas. Also, I was once in your heart.”

“You will remain in my heart, Ambar. Even in the most special places. I don't allow anyone else to break my heart, including your sister.”

“Mas, I beg you. Be nice with Zeya.”

“Good, doesn't mean I have to love her, Ambar.”

“Promise me, if you won't part with him.” Ambar brandishing pinky.

Digta breathed in frustration.

“Mas, promise first,” force Ambar again.

“Ya.” Digta answered briefly and was forced to hook their pinkies. “I'm not ready to lose you, Darling.”

“Losing is something that is bound to happen, Mas.“

“But, no separation is more painful, than separation by death. No matter how much I miss you, you will still no longer be here with me.”

“But, I will remain in your heart, right, Mas. Being able to meet you, is a happiness I cannot define with words. I am grateful, because I can find men as good and as good as you, Mas. I feel like the luckiest woman in the world.”

“I'm the luckiest guy to know you, Ambar. If I am given the chance to turn my time around, I will still meet you and look for you, Ambar. Can you not just go? I want you to stay by my side, Ambar. I beg.” In the end Digta's tears spilled he could not resist this sadness.

Same with Ambar. They ended up crying for each other. Make the atmosphere of this room become the most interesting place in the world.

Although it is difficult to accept the reality of parting. But, that would still be a consequence of every meeting.

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