I HAD TO MARRY MY BEST FRIEND

CHAPTER 42

The moment after the corpse of the om had fused with the ground, at that very moment I felt my head suddenly hurt so much and my eyes were twitching. Without feeling like my body was in a daze and I fell down and then it all felt dark attacking.

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I almost fell out of the chair where I was sitting and fell asleep while slapping my face on the pedestal of both my hands on the left side of the electric gurney where the om was lying.

Fortunately before I actually fell to the side I suddenly woke up and my hand reflexes clung to the side of the electric bed so as not to really fall.

"Astagfirulhalazim...Astagfirulaglam..."

"Astagfirulhalazim..."

I let out a huffed breath, as my right palm rubbed against my chest trying to give myself peace while I was still sitting on this chair. I do sleep in this chair more often than sleeping in a special bed for one person who has been available in this room as a resting place for the patient's waiter, even the special bed was next to it not far from the electric bed.

But I did feel responsible for sleeping on the side of the om closer. In this way I close the seat to the left side of the electric bed and the divider on the left side sometimes I open and lower it down, so that I can immerse my face on the side of the electric bed.

"Oh Allah what dream I had, why was it so terrible and the dream seemed real." I mumbled with sweat still soaking my forehead and face.

Immediately my eyes stared at the lying om getting up from my seat and checking his condition. Look also at the minitor and some other equipment.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah." I said gratefully as I sighed and rubbed the top of my chest. Giving peace to myself and reassuring yourself, that the om is still alive even though in a coma.

I wiped my sweat with the tissue I just picked up on the table facing the sofa, which was still wetting my forehead and face the effect of my dream earlier. It is cold in here because of the ac.

I lyric my eyes towards the wall clock perched there was already at 02:47 WIB. I turned to the bathroom to wash my face and took ablution and immediately performed Tahajud sunnah prayer.

My mind is still not strange because of thinking about the dream, where in my dream was the om Andra aka my husband died in addition to my mother-in-law and also Vera my best friend who stared hatefully at me. Even worse, my mother-in-law said unpleasant words to me when in my dream earlier.

But it feels most terrible for me in my dream was the death of the om, hopefully this is not marked worse and hopefully only a dream that people say flowers sleep. I never really imagined what would happen in my dream.

I also finished taking ablution and immediately put on my face to spread the prayer mat on the cold tiles of the hospital room of this VVIP patient, began to perform my Tahajud prayer.

Finished I performed the evening prayer with 6 rakaat, I immediately connected by reading the Qur'an.

Really since the om lying in a coma I am more diligent in worshiping in the usual sense I only pray 5 times, only, now I began to often perform sunnah dhuha and tahajud prayers in addition to reading the holy book of the Qur'an and its interpretation.

"Sadaqallahul azim." I just finished reading my Qur'an.

 

Now is the time to pray again to Allah SWT the best for the om and for me, especially for the om awareness of his coma and his recovery. I offer my best prayer to Allah with all earnestness, may my best do'a be in Allah's word.

I glanced at the man lying staring at him, my tears still flowing after I ended my prayer to God. It feels sad to see him still lying in a coma in that electric bed and increasingly sad when I stopped my dream about the Om, the hyx.

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"Vera did you see Eyang's daughter?"

"No idea, because Vera just came home from a morning bike." The Eyang Abraham was only O ria while having a beard.

Abraham just came down from the top floor of his room.

"Try asking Bibik." Advice Vera.

"Yes too."

"If so Vera excuse me first who wants to go to the room first all shower, it's so hot." His permission while ending his sweet smile to the Eyang.

"Ok, Eyang's grandson." He said with a smile that was also engraved on his handsome face. Despite being aged and white-haired and already having grandchildren who have been in college, the 61-year-old man still looks handsome and dashing.

It certainly does not escape from positive and healthy activities such as exercising, eating nutritious and healthy food and drinks and adequate worship. All of these things can clearly support a person to look fresh always in addition to a calm mind and a clean heart.

Abraham was about to step into the kitchen, after Vera the grandson passed away from his presence. However, before arriving at the destination sounded the roar of the car into the yard of the house that is quite spacious.

"Assalamualaik." Greetings when you go inside.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Where's Ma from?" Abraham asked softly.

They are still standing around the front room or guest room.

"Eh Papa is awake."

"Yes Ma."

"Did you have breakfast?"

"Not yet, Papa just got off after the shower just now. Where's my mom from?" The master asks at the end of the sentence in a tone that is always soft and relaxed.

"Oh, Mama from Mas Ewa Pa's grave."

"Oh, Tumben early in the morning Mama has gone to the Tomb anyway."

"Mama kangen ama Mas Ewa Pa, after all Mama has not shuffled to his grave for long. Earlier, Mama deliberately did not wake up Papa because Mama saw Papa very sound, where Papa also had a new dawn until Jakarta. So Mama just let Papa rest." Indeed, Abraham has been almost 1 week in Surabaya, because of the important business that did make him have to fly there.

The original residence of Abraham and his wife had indeed stayed in Surabaya, which was the hometown of the wife.

"Have you had breakfast yet?"

"Not really Pa, Mama just drank warm sweet tea before leaving."

"We had breakfast together."

"Heum, but Mama changed clothes first Pa."

"Ok, Papa wait in the usual dining room, Ma."

"Yes, Pa."

Saputri the wife immediately went upstairs to her room while Abraham headed in the direction he was headed.

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"Assalamualaik." The middle-aged woman walked into Andra's nursery after closing her door.

"Assynolajet. Mom's youngest son." He greeted his son with a greeting and a smile while touching and grasping the right palm of his son.

"You're still lying and sleeping like this, son? When will you wake up and return to your activities as you were ready for Andra? Mama really misses when you are busy with all your activities, but if you can be honest Mama really worried about you, son. And it turns out to be a concern for Mama even come true." He said softly while continuing to hold the right hand of the youngest child who was without any response at all, his eyes could not be separated from looking at the handsome face of the youngest son.

"Eh Mama, just came?" Alena had just come out of the bathroom, then immediately approached her mother-in-law and endured it with reverence.

Because it's Sunday obviously Alena did not go to college and this morning Mama and Papa had come to this Hospital to visit Andra and Alena the child just their wayang.

"Yes, son."

"Alena's out of the bathroom was a little mules." Reveal it with a little hesitation because of the matter of mules with a little smile.

"But don't crack, son?"

"Alhamdulillah is not Ma."

"Yes, you haven't had lunch yet, have you? Tuh Mama bring food in the meal yes son, do not be lazy to eat. Later you can get sick and drow, the pain is not good other than pity Andra no one to accompany and take care of." His eyes glimpsed towards where the food rant was located when the mother-in-law said 'tuh' , that reflex is noticed by Alena with Alena's eyes also pointed in the direction where the rantang is located.

The mother-in-law indeed every time she came to always bring food for Alena the ghost, she also said so not because Alena should not be sick and must always take care of this child. Except because he was worried and concerned about his son-in-law.

Because for him the role of a wife who continues to accompany her husband in times of severe pain like this even unconscious, is one of the best ways to support the sick person.

"Yes Ma, no more Ma."

"You are patient and still excited, Lena in facing this ordeal and caring for and accompanying your youngest son." His words were sincere by gently grasping the right palm of the son-in-law by both hands, the terms of the plea and also cheering the ghost.

"Insha Allah. Thank you Mama's still nice to Alena." Why can I say that, as if it were the influence of my dream last night.

Which in my dream that the mother-in-law was so rude with her challenge and a look of hatred. Different from the current reality. Will if the dream becomes real om no time in a coma like this, my mother-in-law will still be as good as usual to me.

'Astagfirullah, think what the hell am I. Why even think weird.' Pekikku. I also with strong groping reflexes several times.

"Why are you Alena? How come the head? You dizzy?" Asked Mama-in-law with a surprised look.

"No Ma, that's okay. Oya, Mama has lunch yet?"

"Mom had lunch at home before leaving here. You eat now later and then eat even your stomach ache, son. Take a bite to eat, son."

"Yes Ma, if that's Lena eat first Ma." I also immediately walked towards the location of the 4-stacking bushel and would immediately execute it.

"Eat a lot Alena spent." Tell Mama-in-law gently.

"Insha Allah Ma, oya Mama eat again aja yuk now with Lena." Invite him while his hands open one by one the contents of the rantang.

"Mama is still full, son, you just eat comfortably if you can. You've been a little bit tired of Lena's loh since Andra was sick like this. Eat a lot you need to intake more because obviously keeping sick people is not easy, Mama does not want you why-why. Your husband still needs you to continue to be accompanied, Mama hope you are always patient and strong. May Andra come to her senses soon from her coma and make a full recovery."

"Aamiya. Hopefully yes Ma, Mama is also patient and remains the spirit yes Ma." Alena said on the sidelines of her eating activities.

"Yes, son."

"Well, has Papa returned from Surabaya?"

"Udah was at dawn, Papa will be here too. This was Papa again went to the invitation first, Mama again lazy to come along. Come straight here with Andra's beard." The light is sad at the end of the sentence, there is a sense of tightness squeezing the chest when he is aware of the state of Andra the child is still in a coma in this RS.

Alena and her Mama-in-law are getting closer as they often meet to take care of Andra. Her mother-in-law also said to like to stay here alone with Alena even though not every night.

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The day continues to change as well as the time continues to go forward and now it is exactly 4 weeks the om is still in a coma. I stayed at this hospital in this room, this VVIP inpatient room has been the home and main room with the om since he was declared into a postoperative coma and also a blood transfusion.

Specialist who tackled the om once said that the coma experienced by the om due to the effects of severe injury to the head and it turns out that after the chek there was a collision that was experienced by the om on the part his head is hard. However, it did not bleed outside.

These severe head injuries can cause head trauma and can even lead to bleeding in the brain. This usually happens in vehicle accidents, acts of violence or even because of sports that are too dangerous and can also be due to falling with the head hitting the ground or asphalt first (other hard objects of the same kind).

That's what the doctor told us about why he could go into a coma like this. Doctors have said in cases like this pasiean can recover completely without experiencing original disability with good and correct medical treatment and most importantly patience and do'a.

I wonder if when the fight happened on that rainy night they attacked the om someone hit his head hard or the om there fell while fighting in self-defense and without consciously fell until his head hit the asphalt firmly. So that in the end without realizing it, the om experienced severe head injuries and became a coma like this.

Tonight I go back to looking after the om myself sometimes my in-laws and parents let me take care of the om myself, with the reason that there is privacy and a deeper relationship between husband and wife even though the om is in a coma. It feels strange also yes the reason and like it does not make sense, but yes I have been fine-fine just living it.

For me, the most important thing is that he can recover soon, honestly I miss when he is cold but dignified and attentive when I am sick. The om is cold and nyebelin but I think again he is good and care is actually fit as I heard from bi Ijah at that time once said so.

About worship and religious knowledge as well as the om spelled out mumpungi, I remember he once said to me at that time when we were still living in my parents' house.

"Alena can't you from now on try to close your aurat properly and correctly?"

"Ah, is that om?" I replied confusedly with eyes pointing in all directions trying to subtly divert the topis.

"Yes, you are already my wife and do not rule out the possibility that even the behavior of a wife who is not in accordance with the teachings of God will make the husband take responsibility someday before God. And I don't want that to happen, even if our marriage is like coercion and incident. But the truth is that our marriage has been lawful religiously and legally in the Lena state, so it's not as playful as a contract marriage. And the law is that the wife must obey the husband as long as it does not defy the teaching of God." He was resolutely at length while looking at me with the glare of his sharp Eagle eyes.

"Give Lena some time for Lena's things and obligations on this one as well in addition to that one again." Please with a clear face.

He breathed a heavy sigh and spoke. "If that one thing and obligation I have no problem and will wait according to what I said before we got married first. Insha Allah I am glad until the time comes, but for this one I hope you do not think much for a long time because it is also the duty of every Muslim woman, if it is baliq." His eyes now look back at me sharply, as if indirectly forcing me to obey him as soon as possible without delay.

"Yes, o'm insha Allah." My words feel bad but also I am still not ready and want to wear a hijab or rather close my aura properly.

Although my clothes are rarely also dressed in short, let alone sexy, but yes it has not been hijab and has not closed perfectly my aura.

That was the glimpse that the Om once told me firmly, but since the om said about his orders that I close my aura properly and correctly until this moment I have not been able to do it. The om was no longer vocal about it until finally he was in a coma.

However, you do not know right in our wardrobe in the apartment, it turns out there are enough available beberpa gamis dress complete set with khimar or more familiar to the crowd is hijab. There are even some women's socks are also available as a support to close the aurat perfectly.

Who else would it be if it wasn't the om who incidentally is my husband, it would all be deliberately done so that I try to wear it. But I still wear it. It's not ready and it's not ready. Maybe someday I'll try to wear it.

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