Girl Without Nasab & Ningrat Son

Girl Without Nasab & Ningrat Son
Waiting in Anxiety



Inside Indi's treatment room, Satria waited anxiously. His wife's pretty face had bruises and blood marks on her forehead and temples. Besides, there was a bruise on his hand. While one leg of Indi is also swollen. Even though X-rays have been done, still the results will only be read for a few more hours, maximum tomorrow morning.


"Why is it like this, honey?"


Satria spoke so softly, with her hand touching Indi's hand that was not infused. Many things Satria regretted, but on the one hand Satria admitted that what Indi did had a point. A person willing to sacrifice his own salvation, for others. Rela sacrifice that Indi showed has awakened Rama Bima now.


"Just yesterday I was talking that our household is not just a lot of sweetness, dear. Now, it's your turn to hurt like this. The newlyweds usually enjoy the sweetness of building a housewife, we both have to fall awake, dear. I'm sorry ...."


Satria's chest felt so tight. Desire to continue to make Indi happy, protect Indi. However, in a marriage that can still be counted with that finger, precisely Indi and Satria had to fall awake many times.


"My prayer, no serious problem, dear. In addition, our wedding days ahead will be full of rainbow hues."


No matter how much time passed, Satria never let go of the hand Indi held. Always and always hold that hand. Until now, Satria was a little sleepy. The man lowered his head on the edge of the gurney.


Maybe tired and a lot of thoughts, Satria to not know that Indi was conscious. The reaction of the given drug was gone, and Indi slowly blinked. The woman was also confused when she woke up to smell the medicine and smell typical of the Hospital. When he moved, his hand hurt. Until Indi really opened both of his eyelids, and he stared at the white ceiling that was on it. A little look to the left, apparently there was Satria sitting on a chair with her forehead bent on the side of the gurney.


Looking at the husband who was already by her side, Indi smiled slowly. Her uninfused hand then gently touched strands by strands of her husband's hair. Until, Indi's hand movement made Satria wake up.


"Honey," said Satria. The man raised his head, and rubbed his face slowly. After that, Satria looked at the clock that was coiled around her wrist.


"It's seven o'clock in the evening" said Satria again.


Yeah, it doesn't feel like it's seven o'clock at night. Though Satria arrived at the Hospital was still bright, it was just about late in the afternoon. After that, Satria's hand stroked slowly the side of Indi's face.


"You make me hang," said Satria with a sigh, her eyes glazed over with her tears almost falling.


"I'm fine" Indi replied.


"Throughts and wounds everywhere" Satria replied.


Indi smiled slowly. "But Rama survived ..., how could I have let your Rama, my own in-laws, be hit by all the wooden panels?"


The goodness of Indi like this should be seen by Rama. So, do not give an assessment based only on one party. Those who are raised by their parents well, given the provision of education, religion, and values will also be the result of a good person. Even those who are not blue-blooded, can know good manners and correct adab if they have been educated with small.


"You're too good, dear ...."


"Can vary ... Ramaku doesn't like you, honey, '" Satria replied.


"Evil must not be avenged by evil, Mas. What a difference would it make to the people out there if I were to repay evil for evil. Mutual retaliation, which there raises grudges and prolonged heartache," said Indi.


Now, Satria was really shedding her tears. He made the choice to the right woman. Not only beautiful and smart, but Indi has a good heart and does not hold grudges. Therefore, Satria believes that his decision is right, marrying Indi is a decision that Satria values very precisely.


"You are very good .. if Rama had heard all this," said Satria again.


Without Satria knowing behind the door was a middle-aged figure that shed her tears. Indi's words that he heard broke all ego in his heart. The middle-aged man almost dropped the porridge he had bought, but fortunately the white plastic bag was still in his grasp.


Who her?


Exactly, he is Rama Bima. Honestly, Rama Bima is not calm and thoughtful with Indi. It had been a few hours and there had been no news from Satria. Therefore, Rama Bima decided to come to the Hospital again. He brought the porridge to Indi, he thought with a wounded state, it is better to eat the porridge which is easier to digest. When he was about to knock on the door, he heard Satria and his wife talking.


"I've wasted pearls. To a girl I refused and hurt, even to her my blessing went down. But he is the one who will sacrifice for you. He ignored his own safety and helped me. Forgive Rama ... Indi."


The chest of the Rama feels tight. He neutralized his breathing and calmed down first. After that, Rama began to knock on the door.


Tok ... tok ...


Not long after, Satria opened the door. He was confused as to why Rama had come back to the Hospital. Because, Satria had already said that he would give news that Indi was awake.


"Rome ...."


"Yes, Rama is worried about Indi's situation. Rama brought porridge for Indi," he said.


Satria finally invited his friend to enter. Hope Indi not disturbed and can accept the arrival of Ramanya.


"Who is Mas?" ask Indi.


Apparently, Satria entered with Ramanya. Of course Indi was so shocked. Even Indi guessed the no-no, even so Indi still tried to calm down. Trying to think positively and not show his surprise excessively.