
'' Call Mas Fariz aja Sal ?'' alfi asked for approval from Salwa.
'' Yes Al, call me. Mas Fariz knows more about the development of Mas Faiq, right ?" salwa agreed. Alfi took the phone in his sling bag. Looking for the brother's contact and the phone number on Fariz's press.
" Assalamualaikum Mas Fariz" said Alfiani after a phone call in his brother's foster.
" Wa'alaikumussalam deck, what's up ?" ask Fariz across there.
" Mas Faiq was taken to Mas's clinic, his head was dizzy again. We meet people who know the origin of Faiq mas." explained Alfiani calmly.
'' Where is that person?, still with you?, which clinic are you in ?'' cerca Fariz sounded a little anxious.
'' That man mas Judis who had stopped by the house yesterday, his man was still in the company of Mas Faiq. We're at Mitra Sehat clinic. I don't think it's far from Fariz's workplace. We were from the library.'' explained Alfiani detail. Fariz listened carefully.
'' Okay, let's get permission first. You guys wait right there. If there's anything, call Mas. Yes it is closed, Assalamualaikum ''
'' Wa'alaikumussalam ''
The telephone connection was cut off, along with the door of the room that opened. Judis appeared from the ward.
'' How is it ?'' ask Alfi while putting the phone in the bag.
'' It's being checked, but I have to find a cure at the pharmacy. It's okay to stay for a while ?'' yudis asked as he looked at Alfi's worried face.
'' It's okay for Mas, soon Alfi's brother here.Alfi said while smiling thinly.
'' Yes, I go first, Assalamualaikum said to Judis while looking at the reassuring face before him.
'' Wa'alaikumussalam'' replied Alfi with a slight nod.
Alfiani approached Salwa and sat next to his best friend who was busy surfing on his social media.
" How did Al, Mas Fariz get here ? " ask Salwa, raising her face to look at the friend.
" Could be, at the most again also arrived" replied Alfi who looked lethargic.
Salwa who saw the change of her best friend, grasping the palm of Alfi while saying softly "Why?, Mas Faiq will be fine, we pray that everything will be launched by Alloh " . Alfi smiled, looked at his best friend and nodded slowly.
" Is my heart going to be okay, if it's all back ?'' inner Alfiani asked himself. He could only stare at the tightly closed door of the treatment room .
The sound of the clattering of shoes, breaking the silence that enveloped the two girls sitting quietly with each other. Both of them looked towards the source of the voice. A smile on Alfiani's lips found the brother coming.
" Wa'alaikumussalam, his doctor has not yet come out mas "
Fariz looked to be nodding slowly. Looking at the girl who was standing slightly behind Alfi. When the two met accidentally. Salwa nodded as she greeted the man she had secretly hoped to become a future priest.
Fariz answered the greeting as well with a small nod. The moment the gaze of the eyes that met that gaze was quite hypnotizing to him. Until fixated on a beautiful girl who always looks shy when dealing with her.
" What happened ?" fariz asked after sitting on the waiting chair beside her sister.
" When we came home from the library, we met with Judis by accident. And it turns out that mas Yudis know well mas Faiq who said his real name was Andreas." explained Alfi paused for a moment .
" Andreas ?" repeat Fariz who feels familiar with the name. Alfie nodded.
" Why ?'' tanya Alfi who saw her brother's face looked thoughtful.
" It seems the name is familiar, but I don't know " replied Fariz with a shrug. Salwa was just a good listener, listening to the conversation of the two brothers.
The sisters stopped telling stories when the door to the treatment room opened. A middle-aged male doctor came out accompanied by a beautiful nurse.
Fariz moved from his seat to the doctor with the gaze of two girls who were still sitting quietly in the waiting chair.
" How's my brother doing doc ?" fariz asked the doctor who was trying to recognize his face.
" You're his sister?, let's come with me to my study. Now your sister is on break. Let it go first. Let's !" take the doctor to Fariz to follow the doctor to his room.
Alfiani and Salwa sat in silence. With thoughts raging in each other's minds.
While in the treatment room. Faiq lay with his two closed eyes. But sweat came out on his temples. The man's face looked tense despite his deep sleep.
In his dream the faint flash of shadows continued to be seen. In his dreams there was sometimes a beautiful figure that reached out to him with a sincere smile drawn on the old woman's face. Then a moment changed to show a family sitting in a park. The old man with a charismatic handsome face sat next to the woman who had reached out to him. Beside him was a beautiful woman who was somehow very similar to him.
His breathing was stingy, the sweat increasingly pouring profusely at the temple. The faint shadow that came in his dream was like a real clear picture. Those smiles, clearly drawn on their faces as they stared at him.
Samar grew increasingly faint, like there was a bright beam of light refracting all the images in his dream.
" Mama, Papa" said Faiq when he woke up from his sleep. The man looked around and realized he was in a clinic.
" They?, could it be my family ?" faiq muttered as he recalled his dream of money just approaching.
" Abaghfirullah hal'adzim " lafadz istighfar continued to slide from the man's lips to soothe his irregularly beating chest.