Husband's Regrets: An Unconsidered Wife

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Oma Ratna was already weeping roaring in the arms of Opa Thalib. Edward's sisters Derby and Celia have also come to the hospital with their husbands, after receiving news from Ferdi about their brother's condition.

Now that the atmosphere of the VIP treatment room was so pitiful and poignant, no one did not cry.

“Papa....Mama,” greet Derby, who saw both her parents cuddling with tears.

“Derby, your sister....hiks....hiks,” Oma Ratna replied. Derby and Celia immediately embraced Oma Ratna. Sharing grief, trying to strengthen each other despite the fact that hope is thin.

“Derby, don't think Brother Edward would be like this. Papa why can?.hiks..hiks..” isak Derby.

“Ferdi more clearly know the incident,” reply Opa Thalib.

Ferdi tells the chronology of the incident to Derby and Celia, who happened to have the police who wanted to know Edward's condition as a victim, as well as interrogation Ferdi as one of the witnesses. Until Derby and Celia came along.

“It is outrageous Kiren, did not expect all this time to look a gentle woman figure, it turns out his heart is rotten and cruel,” said Celia.

“It is fitting that papa does not approve of Edward marrying Kiren, it turns out no more like a cheap woman just wants a brother's treasure. Unfortunately for your fate, Kak,” Derby sighed long after hearing all the stories of Ferdi and saw the proof of the recording on Ferdi's mobile phone.

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“Papa, Zakaria and Sarah have been told by Edward? However Edward is still their son-in-law?” asked Oma Ratna who was still sobbing.

“Papa not tell them, mah,” replied Opa Thalib.

“Finely notify them,” pinta Oma Ratna.

“Alright, Papa will call now.” Opa Thalib reached into his cell phone and contacted Zakaria, Ghina's father.

“Assalamualaikum Zaka,” greet Opa Thalib when the phone call is connected.

“Walaikumsalam Om Thalib,” Papa Zakaria replied.

“Zaka, if today there is time you take Sarah to hospital A,” pinta Opa Thalib.

“Om Thalib is being treated?” ask Papa Zakaria.

“Not me in the care,” silent for a moment. “Edward critical!!”

Papa Zakaria gasped in shock at hearing it “s-I am now there Om.” Papa Zakaria answered, without continuing his conversation.

Oma Ratna wept again, lamenting the fate of her son Edward.

“Mama, don't cry anymore. Remember your own health, now we as parents pray a lot. Papa has also contacted the best doctor from Australia, to help deal with Edward,” Opa Thalib tried to strengthen his wife's heart, although it is undeniable his heart is also sad.

An hour later........

In front of the ICU.

Papa Zakaria hugged Opa Thalib, and Mama Sarah hugged Oma Ratna.

“Zaka, Sarah...please forgive my son Edward if it hurts your son Ghina,” said Opa Thalib.

“We have forgiven Edward. May Om Thalib and Aunt Ratna be given the strength to face this ordeal,” replied Papa Zakaria, then unravel their embrace.

Now the four of them stared at Edward from the glass in the ICU room. Mama Sarah hugged Oma Ratna's shoulder back sobbing.

“Om, why can Edward critical?” ask Papa Zakaria.

Ferdi's continuation that explains it fitting once arrived in front of the ICU room, Papa Zakaria and Mama Sarah can only stroke the chest when told chronologically.

“Zaka, Sarah. Edward's condition is critical, between life and death. We want to focus on Edward's recovery, if God still allows Edward to regain consciousness,” said Opa Thalib slightly limp.

“We understand Om Thalib, you should postpone it first. For the problem of divorce management do not need to think first. Let Om and Aunty can focus on Edward,” replied Papa Zakaria. Mama Sarah nodded her head in agreement.

 It does not seem appropriate that there is a family that is getting misfortune, demanded to take care of other things. As for what one faces now about one's life, that's what Papa Zakaria has in mind now.

Papa Zakaria turned back to the ICU room, it was sad to see the state of Edward, the son-in-law who had hurt his daughter, now lying unconscious.

“Zaka.....,” call Opa Thalib.

“Can Ghina be informed of Edward's condition?” ask Opa Thalib.

“I don't know, until when Edward's condition can last. If allowed, I would have people pick up Ghina, to see her husband one last time. Before it was too late...,” said Opa Thalib, his head momentarily looking up, holding his tears out.

Papa Zakaria flirted at Opa Thalib's request.

“Zaka, I did not ask Ghina to return to Edward. I only ask Ghina to visit him, no more,” continued Opa Thalib said, reassuring Papa Zakaria.

“I agree if Ghina will come, but if Ghina refuses. Om Thalib already knew not Ghina's wish,” Papa Zakaria replied.

“Then we try to contact Ghina now,” said Opa Thalib.

Papa Zakaria left the phone, directly contacted his son.

“Assalamualaikum Ghina,” without waiting for long phone call has been connected.

“Walaikumsalam Pah,” replied Ghina.

“Ghina, papa would like to let you know there is something urgent in Jakarta. If you can go to Jakarta this afternoon? later there will be people from Opa Thalib who will pick you up,” said Papa Zakaria.

“What's up Pah, how urgent? What happened at home?” ask Ghina.

“Papa can not explain via phone, because the situation is precarious. Papa just ask for a day or two in Jakarta, after which you can return to Yogyakarta. After all, your lecture has not yet begun?”

“Not started yet Pah, indeed Papa can not explain by phone alone, Ghina so curious. Or is mom again sick Pah?” back asking.

“Papa will explain when you arrive in Jakarta, papa will pick you up at the airport. Now hurry to pack, bring clothes as necessary,” pinta Papa Zakaria.

Papa Zakaria decided not to explain the purpose of his request, let it be a question mark of his own son, who seemed forced to come to Jakarta. Instead of giving bad news, it will be a thought for the girl during the trip..

“Ya Pah, Ghina get ready first,” sounds lazy tone, because her curiosity has not been answered.

“OK son, later in about an hour there are Opa Thalib employees who picked up there,” said Papa Zakaria, according to the code from Opa Thalib who was contacting his employees who were in Yogyakarta.

“Yes, Pah.” Ghina disconnects a phone call from her papa.

“What's the matter in Jakarta, why papa kasikanya suddenly like this yes, hopefully nothing bad happens in Jakarta. But so it does not taste good in the chest,” muttered Ghina while taking some clothes in the closet for her to carry.

Over and over again the girl regulated her breathing, to have her heartbeat return to normal. In order not to beat anymore.

My heart is calm a little, may there be nothing bad in Jakarta.