Gus ROKHIM, The Wound Cover
CHAPTER 132
". Alhamdulillah" Gus Rokhim feels really grateful because this morning he will meet his wife and beloved child.
For more than a week he left them in a bad state - fine.
No matter what people assume that he is not Aya and an irresponsible husband, all he cares about right now is that he wants to go home to meet his two favorite people.
Gus Rokhim hopes that the state of the child is good - it is fine at this time.May his son is in good health.
Gus Rokhim's goal is not to go to the hospital where Baby Akmal is being treated because he is very confident that they are at home right now.
" Dear, I'm home." Whispers in the heart.
Himma who was asleep in the lap of the mother suddenly woke up and immediately sat up straight beside Mama Humaira.
" What's the matter, baby, does anyone get sick...?".The mother asked, looking at Himma's surprised expression.
During this time Mama Humaira and Papa Ahmad were always loyal to accompany and comfort Himma.
".Ma, my husband wants him home." Himma said.
Hearing that mama can only hold back her cries.Ya a few days after the death of Baby Akmal and the disappearance of Gus Rokhim Himma's psychiatric condition became disturbed.
Himma could smile to herself, then he sang the song he used to sing while he was with Baby Akmal kept talking to himself as if Gus Rokhim was in front of him and ended up crying when he realized that he was the person he loved so much has gone away leaving himself alone.
Himma's condition like this makes Mama and Papa more sad then they decided to bring Himma to the psychologist but himma instead rampaged and got worse.
This morning Mama Humaira had just helped Himma take a bath but at the time of the shower herma spoke to herself as if she was bathing her son after that suddenly himma cried hysterically because she realized that baby Akmal had no, Mama can only hug her daughter while praying that all this will end quickly.
And after the incident in the bathroom mom brought Himma to sit on the bed while combing her long hair.After that suddenly Himma sleeps on the lap of the mother gradually eyes more and more adorable with an empty view it also slowly fell asleep.
That's when mama Humaira cried, lamenting the fate of her daughter who used to be very cheerful now turned into very moody.Which mother was not sad when she found the condition of her child like this.
When Mama Humaira daydreaming suddenly Himma woke up and sat up straight with a different view.If these few days both eyes look cute but this time like there is a hope there.
" My husband Ma came home, Mas Rokhim came home." Shouted himma with his voice unexpectedly himma jumped down from the bed and ran towards the door of the room.
But he had not had time to open the door until he stopped, then his body slumped.
" Hiks..hiks...hiks....." The crying broke again
" Dear...." Mama immediately followed and hugged Himma's body tightly
" Mas Rokhim came home, but what if he knew my son was dead, the Cigarette would be angry because I couldn't look after his son.How is this....?" Himma raved indistinctly and her cries grew louder.
" What's the matter....?" Papa who heard a noise from Himma's room immediately came to see what was happening.
Mama just shook her head with tears already flooding her cheeks
