Holy Prison

PS2. 29 - Peace with the Past

I kept hugging and patting my husband on the shoulder. He really looks fucked. I feel sorry for him. If I were in his position I would have experienced something similar. Ilham and Akbar were friends of Mas Faiz.

I also felt a loss of inspiration. Because for Akbar I had never met him, Ilham had wanted to arrange my meeting with Akbar and Mas Faiz but had not yet happened God had called him.

“Mas, every trauma must be faced. The more we avoid, the more we stall the healing of our trauma.” I said still in a state of rubbing his back.

Mas Faiz was silent. I watched her breathing, I was grateful that her breathing now looked normal.

“Then, when I was in elementary school, I accompanied a friend to a school supply store to buy something. Because the next day he had to collect tasks that required the equipment, at that time, he brought a motor he was allowed to drive a motorcycle even though it was still SD. Then he took me. I also. But, suddenly when we had to turn, we fell to my knees and my legs were chafed. Since then I have been traumatized by riding a motorcycle especially at the turn. I'll scream and my head feels dizzy.” I took a short pause. Faiz was silent.

I also continued, “Saat Junior High, Ilham who knew this immediately asked me to come with him on the bike. I don't want to, because it keeps ringing in my head. However, Ilham said that if I have to be able to overcome my trauma, he said that in order to eliminate a trauma, we must be at peace with the past, must be willing to try what we fear, we have to try until we don't feel afraid anymore. And Ilham was right, after the trip with him, I was not afraid to ride the motor.” again I said.

Mas Faiz let go of my hand and looked up, he looked for the truth in my eyes. I nodded steadily. I stretched out my hand. I really don't want to keep my husband like this. I'm sure, Mas Faiz can definitely get through this. I just need to help her a little.

“You tried it with me?” my many.

I thrust out my right palm while smiling strengthening. Mas Faizpun nodded and welcomed my hand. I hold it tight.

Kamis also stood. Then step together. Mas Faiz stepped in hesitantly but I continued to convince him until we entered and arrived in front of Marsya's nursery.

“Mia!” call me.

Mia turned her head, then walked up to me and hugged me tightly. Her tears are flowing.

“My son, my son, Indiii.” he said sobbing.

“How is Marsya doing?” my many.

“Still not sober.” said Mia.

“What pain?” my many.

“Doctor's word dengue.” said.

I took my husband and Mia to sit in front of the room.

“Can we meet him?” ask Mas Faiz.

This time Mas Faiz looked much better. It seemed like he could really control his trauma. I am grateful to see my husband change.

“Bby, let me inter.” says Mia.

Miawan led me into the room. Inside the living room, Marsya looks very alarming, Marsya is now filled with hospital equipment. I glanced at my husband, I hurriedly held onto my husband's hand and grasped it tightly.

Now Mas Faiz and I are next to Marsya. Suddenly my tears came. I let go of Mas Faiz's hand and wiped my tears. Then I clasped Marsya's little fingers.

“Marsya, this is Mama Ndy. wake up baby.. Mama Ndy miss Marsya.” I said.

“Indy, Faiz, I stay a while ya.” said Mia.

I nodded, and then Miaun left. I didn't see Revan. Looks like Revan is taking care of Marsya's administration.

“Iya, Darling. Papa Is also miss Marsya.” said Mas Faiz.

After Mia and Revan returned, Mas Faizpun and I went to seek prayer. I finished praying for Marsya's healing and read the Koran.

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At 02.00 WIB.

I felt something move, I opened my eyes. Turns out I slept next to Marsya.

“Mama Ndy..” call Marsya slim.

“MasyaAllah, Son. Marsya is awake?” my many. I kissed Marsya's cheek.

I hurriedly rang the bell to call the doctor.

I hurriedly woke up Mia. “Mia, wake up, Marsya is awake.” I said.

Miaun awakens. He hurriedly approached Marsya.

“Honey, you're awake?” ask Mia. Her tears are flowing.

“Thank you, yes Allah.” I said. My tears are flowing just like Mia.

Shortly thereafter the doctor came to us to come out during the examination. We were outside, Mas Faiz hugged my shoulder.

Mas Faiz and Revan were awake at the waiting table in front of the room. I watched Mia and Revan. Revan was not willing to calm his wife. Even Mia and Revan were far apart. I really-beanr don't understand. Looks like they have a problem.

Shortly after, the doctor came out of the room.

“How is my son, Doc?” ask Revan.

“This is a miracle, Alhamdulillah it seems like God gave a miracle to the father. He has been able to get through his critical and mental period. We see the development of the next few days if the better it can go home.” said the Doctor smiled.

“Alhamdulillah, thank you, Dok.” said Mia.

“Let's meet him.” said Mas Faiz with a smile.

We also entered the room.

“Marsya, Papa's son.” says Revan.

He ran up to Marsya and kissed Marsya on the forehead. Marsya who saw Revan immediately smiled.

“Papa. Is Papa no longer angry with Mama?” ask Marsya.

I was surprised to hear Marsya's question. It seems this is the reason Revan chose to go to Lombok instead of accompanying his sick son at home.

Revan froze in place.

“No, Dear. Aye Van?” said Mas Faiz. Because seeing Revan is silent.

“Papa, Is!” exclaim Marsya. He spread his hands asking in the embrace. Mas Faiz chuckled and hugged Marsya.

Revan glanced at me, I hurriedly turned my gaze in the other direction, Then he glanced at Mia, Mia was silent. I regret their actions. It should be no matter how big the problem they should not show it in front of their children, let alone a child of Marsya's age.

“You missed Papa Is, Darling?” ask Mas Faiz.

“Iya, Alca lindu Papa Is.” says adorable Marsya.

“How about Papa?” ask Revan, while pretending to be pouting.

Marsya laughs. Her laughter is really contagious.

“Alca also miss Papa.” Marsya said.

“Try kissing Papa, Darling.” says Revan.

Marsyapun. He kissed Revan. Revan seems to love Marsya very much. Marsya turned to Mas Faiz again.

“Cheal fast yes, dear. Papa Is promises that Marsya will be discharged from the hospital later Papa Is bought a toy.” said Mas Faiz.

“Horeee!” exclaim Marsya.

Half an hour later, Revan panicked to go to the toilet. After Revan left shortly after, Mas Faiz left the room as well. Where to.

“Mama?” call Marsya.

“Iya, Darling?” ask Mia.

“Alca lapel.” Marsya replied.

“What do you eat, honey?” ask Mia.

“Loti.” said.

“Let me buy.” I said.

“Thank you very much yes, Ndy.” said Mia.

I'm nodding. Then go find Mas Faiz. I saw Mas Faiz and Revan were chatting.

“At first I felt you couldn't forget my wife and still love her. But after seeing how you loved Marsya, I realized, you can't forget my wife because you still love her, but you just still feel guilty about her.” sounds Mas Faiz sayup-sayup can I hear.

I stopped my steps too.

“I'm sorry, Mr.” says Revan.

“I appreciate your courage to tell me all this. But behold, do not put on your wife and child for the sake of the past. Again you are not loving my wife, you are just punishing yourself for not being able to forgive the past. Have you apologized to him?” ask Mas Faiz.

“Already, Sir. I've apologized to Bu Nindy for the past.” said Revan.

“He forgave you, right?” ask Mas Faiz.

Revan nodded.

“Go back to your wife and child. They need you very much. Solve the problem with your wife well. Don't let when you're fighting your son saw it, pity, what else he was a child.” said Mas Faiz.

“Thank you, Sir. Thank you for everything, including the cost of my child care.” said Revan.

Mas Faiz nodded.

Revan rubbed his face, his eyes red.

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