I'm Not a Wild Grass

Nunik Koma (POV Laila)

It wasn't until an hour, I had reached the hospital where Nunik gave birth. However, only then did I arrive at the delivery room, I was immediately touched by panic when I saw Hajah Mariyah's mother who looked like she was crying. Her husband sat beside her.

Nervously, I just went straight to the two figures in front of me.

"Assalamu'alaikum Mother.. Fathering.. Where is nunik? The baby is healthy, right?" Ask me in a row.

Bu Hajah who saw my arrival at once also immediately rushed to hug me. A stifled sob still came out from the mouth of this middle-aged woman.

It was Nunik's father who finally answered my question. With a tired face, Om Haris said.

"Nunik's baby is in the nursery, La. He was born healthy, thank God.."

"Then.why Mother.." I can't continue my sentence. I was worried about saying the wrong words.

"So his operation was declared to be running smoothly. The baby and her mother were declared healthy by doctors. However, not half an hour later Nunik fell asleep. But after an hour passed Nunik did not wake up. It's almost two hours gone by now. Nunik still doesn't wake up, son. According to the doctor, Nunik was declared a sudden coma," explained Om Harits.

"Astaghfirullah..!! Nunik..!" Immediately, a huge burden hit my heart and mind. Realizing that my best friend was currently lying in a coma inside, I felt I had no power to do anything about it.

Haris then led his wife into his arms. While a pair of Erlan's hands then pulled me into his arms.

In silence, I spilled this taste in my mind onto Erlan's chest. With all the prayers that I recite to Allah, the Almighty, implores so much that my best friend is given Heal. Aamiins.

About an hour after that, Erlan took me home. Although I actually wanted to wait for Nunik until my best friend realized, I remembered that I still had to work the next morning.

In a situation like this, I just want to quit my job. I want to wait for Nunik until he regains consciousness.

Before going home, I took the time to first look at her baby daughter Nunik. And there I found Mas Aryo who was sitting lethargic with his head down.

When I said hello, Mas Aryo still had time to give me a thin smile. I can't imagine the way her husband Nunik feels right now. He was most worried about what had happened to his wife.

"Propay yes, Mas!" I'm trying to convey the words of reinforcement. Even though I'm not sure that I'll be strong if I'm in that man's position right now.

Nunik..

...

Ten minutes I watched Nunik's baby face through the baby's outdoor glass. I could not touch baby Nunik at that time, because the baby had to be sterilized first for a few more hours.

I finally said goodbye to Mas Aryo. And I followed Erlan's hand which led me home.

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On Sunday, early in the morning I invited Erlan to return to visit Nunik. Three days have passed, but Nunik has not shown any signs that he will soon wake up.

From Bu Hajah Mariyah I learned the latest news from Nunik. According to doctors, Nunik actually has signs of good vitality. Therefore the doctor was quite confused with the cause of the coma experienced by my friend.

According to Erlan, this could be due to the intravenous fluids Nunik continues to receive during his coma. I don't know, I don't want to mess it up. I just wish Nunik could wake up from his coma soon. My dear nunik..

"Nun, there's not a week. But I've really missed hearing your lecture. Get up, Nun! I promise you I'll take all your advice after this. If you tell me to wear brackets like the one you wear, I'll wear them. The important thing is that you wake up first, Nun.." I muttered slowly, on the side of Nunik's bed.

After visiting Nunik, Erlan and I went to the boutique for a wedding dress fitting. Our wedding will be held in less than two weeks. All preparations are almost complete.

After the last fitting activity of this wedding dress, I just have to wait for her H day at home. But the day I should have waited with happiness now I have to go through with a feeling of worry about the condition of Nunik who never woke up.

"I'm afraid, Yang. What if Nunik is no longer.." My words were stifled by the burden that was squeezing my heart so suddenly.

"Don't be prejudiced, Yang. Because what we think can be considered as a prayer that will even be granted. There is no yes in the verse of the Qur'an. Hmm. but I forgot, Yang, the sound is like how it is," jelly Erlan while scratching his head origin.

"Huu. is considered to be real ustad. He knows it's still ustadz KW an.." I sneered at Erlan.

"Later, I asked Nun.." Back, my words stuck in my throat.

I almost forgot what happened to my friend. Usually it is to Nunik that I ask about the science of religion. But with the situation that is happening right now..

"Hhh.." I took a deep breath.

"It's best to think, Yang. Everything that happens must have been planned by the Supreme Planner. So we should not be too sad or happy in the face of what He has prepared for us. Just accept.learn to accept all His plans.."

Erlan held me in her arms. Trying to give me words of encouragement. But instead I wanted to cry made her.

A drop of tear fell down, wetting the cheek. And I'm trying to find sincerity for what Nunik is facing right now.

'I leave Nunik to You, O Allah.. If You will, please give it back to me again. so sorry is the newborn baby..' my silent prayer went up into the sky without a sound.

...

We are in the car now. The day was still quite bright, our exit from the boutique. I who was rubbing my tears in silence, was suddenly astonished by Erlan's invitation later.

"We're going to the night market, Yuk, Yang! There is a night market in the Roundabout area. The place is crowded. When I see, there are snacks that are also delicious to look at," said Erlan.

"Night market?" Ask me to make sure I don't hear it wrong.

"Yes, Yang. But maybe we will have a lot of way. The car park is a bit far from the night market. How, Yang?" Ask Erlan.

"Can. I haven't seen the night market in a long time" I agree.

"OK deh. Let's go! Woo-hoo!!" Erlan exclaimed cheerfully like a child. Makes me want to not laugh at the behavior of the boy.

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