HUSBAND'S HEART

part 13 DOCTOR YUSUF?

A white pearl quart-colored SUV is perfectly parked in the parking area of the Raya Husada hospital doctor. A man in a long-sleeved white suit pulled a briefcase out of the car. After locking the car with a smart key that he held, glazed on the car window, he tidied his hair with his fingers.

The sound of pantofel shoes resounded in the corridor connecting the parking lot with the workspace of specialist doctors. But the step stopped right in front of the door above which was plastered with the inscription 'dr. Yusuf Wijaya Sp.An.', the room where the man worked.

The man who turned out to be Yusuf's doctor was transfixed to see a woman in a soft peach-colored veil who walked hastily across the corridor and turned towards the ICU room.

Joseph rushed into his room and sat down at his desk and activated his laptop. He stared at his monitor screen as his fingers were busy installing DRV LAN cables and opening the CCTV monitoring application he used to monitor the ICU room.

On the laptop monitor screen displays an ICU room with two gurneys on the left and right sides, because the cctv camera is right in the middle above the straight door with the two gurney divider curtains. From the laptop screen, Dr. Yusuf can monitor the progress of the patient and all activities in the room that is his responsibility.

Taking the pen stuck in the stationery stand and scrap paper at the end of the table, the eyes of Dr. Joseph could not be separated from the monitor screen. There is no significant development in the condition of the two patients. Knock the pen until an irregular streak is formed on the scrap paper in front of him.

Until he saw a woman in a soft peach hijab enter the room and approach the patient on the left side. Without blinking in view of every move of the woman. His heart seemed to be sliced to see a woman who was as unwilling and lamented the man lying helplessly in the gurney. Not feeling the pen that he held tightly broken in two, so tightly he grasped.

He could not bear to see the woman whose name had been planted for so long in his heart was crying and wailing. Rushing he got up from his chair and stepped out. Walk quickly to the ICU.

"Follow me!" his orders were on a nurse as he passed by the nurse's room.

The little nurse on the nape of the neck ran in small steps to follow the wide doctor Joseph while accepting aloud the doctor's visitite book given by the doctor he followed.

The nurse was a little confused when the doctor Yusuf invited him into the ICU room, because he had just accompanied the doctor Sinta to visit the room. Increasingly confused it turns out that Joseph's doctor did nothing, he was only told to read the notes in the visite book on behalf of the patient Ilham.

"Please remind the woman, if you can't calm down, just wait outside."

The words of Dr. Yusuf who initially seemed to whisper and then suddenly harder and tighter made the nurse jerked and dumbstruck. Not yet had he replied to the remark, doctor Joseph had passed away and out of the ICU room.

The new nurse could digest the doctor's intentions after the door closed perfectly, rushing over to Yuana.

"Sorry Mom. Please calm down or wait outside the waiting room. Pity the patient if disturbed," the nurse tried to carry out the duty of Joseph's doctor to remind Yuana.

"Eh yes. I'm sorry. I'll be out soon" said Yuana, feeling bad. Seeing the nurse pass, Yuana refocused herself on her husband.

"Mas.. cepet aware yaa.. cepet healed. Mas do not pity Nabila kah, our daughter is still kangen play the same culture."

Yuana approached her husband back, looking at his face. Then move his hand to tidy up his hair and rub it slowly. Kiss the bandage that covers his temple and recite a prayer of healing.

Allahumma rabban rice, adzhibil ba’sa. Ishefis. Antas. La syafiya illa anta syifa’an la yughadiru saqaman.

"My Lord, God of men, eliminate disease. Give healing because you are a healer. No one can cure a disease except you with a cure that leaves no pain"

He repeated the reading until he realized that his tears were drenching the bandages in the temple of Amar.

"Sorry Mas... Yuana has to go out first, Nabila is now with Ms. Fatma. Ms. Fatma is very good Mas. even she is very fond of Nabila, even though we just met yesterday. Mas Amar who is eager to recover.do not preoccupy sleep like this.ndak engrossed in tau. Mas... Yuana came out first Mas. promise yaa, later Yuana back, Mas already have to wake up," while tidying up the actual blanket is still neat and trying to invite Amar to talk, Mas, Yuana was about to get out of the ICU.

*

"Buti... what is benel abis when puna temen? buti's son, huh?" Nabila who was tired of running after butterflies approached Bu Fatma who was sitting on a park bench.

"Not the children of Buti. Yes, it will definitely be the grandchildren of Buti seneng befriended Nabila," replied Ms. Fatma while wiping Nabila's sweaty forehead.

"When is siyapa Buti?"

"His name is Azyan..magnitude is almost the same as Nabila, but rather fat him. Trus is a baby, his name is Noris."

"Hihihi Asiyan fatted ya... telus Nolis definitely dak puna didi.. hihi," exclaimed Nabila with a funny laugh.

"Yes, they will come. When you play, yeah..."

"Later when invite tejal-tejal tupu-tupu... When suta play lutis sama mama. Walna bilu same tuning could be green."

"When you like to paint? Waaah. Yes already... When it must be laper, come to the cafeteria," asked Ms. Fatma because she herself was hungry.

Grabbing Nabila's hand and rising from the park bench, Ms. Fatma led Nabila to walk to the canteen. Right at the junction of the corridor before the direction to the canteen, Ms. Fatma passed by Dr. Yusuf who was about to go to the canteen as well.

"Doctor Yusuf!" greet Ms. Fatma to the doctor she already knew.

"Assalamu´alaikum Bu Fatma" replied Joseph's doctor, grabbing Ms. Fatma's hand and kissing the back of her hand.

"You want to go to the cafeteria too? Let's have breakfast together then," asked Ms. Fatma. The three of them went to the canteen.

Enjoying breakfast while talking about the condition of Ilham and Amar. Also about the news of Grace, which turned out to be one of the forces in one of the favorite SMUs in their city. Seeing the familiarity of Bu Fatma and Nabila, Joseph's doctor thought that the little girl was the grandson of Ms. Fatma, the son of Grace.

While putting the last mouthful in her mouth, the doctor saw Yuana walking towards the canteen. In haste he took a drink and said goodbye.

"Mom Fatma.pardon me first, I have something to do."

"Eh... Why rush that?" without answering Ms. Fatma's question, Joseph's doctor left the cafeteria to turn his back on Yuana.

Yuana, who had seen the departure of the doctor, asked Ms. Fatma when she was sitting on the bench that was occupied by Dr. Yusuf.

"Who's mom had breakfast with you?"

"Oh he's Yusuf's doctor, who is responsible for the treatment of Ilham and Amar," replied Ms. Fatma while feeding Nabila.

'doctor Yusuf?' inner Yuana.