I'm The One You Throw Out

Reunions

"Don't get close! Don't come near me. I'm dirty, I don't pantes you pity. I don't pantes," said Zafran, shaking his head and rubbing his own face.

Lita cried deeply, even with her mother-in-law. They were unmoved at the place not daring to approach. However, the little girl was not afraid of anything, she just wanted to see the face of the father, she just wanted to hug him. Spilling the longing that he had been harboring in silence.

Naina removes her hand link from Lita, stepping slowly towards Zafran even though the man continues to fuss over refusing to be approached. Naina unhappily hugged him, crying vented the entire longing in the heart.

Zafran stiffened, fear surfaced within him. She was afraid that if Naina touched her, the child would be infected as people say. The Zafran reflex pushes the tiny body back.

"Dad!" Naina screamed and cried hysterically.

While Zafran, turned away feeling embarrassed and guilty for what he did. His shoulders shook from crying, a rush to hold the tightness that spread.

"Don't approach me, don't! I'm disgusting, you guys don't come near me."

Zafran is sobbing, he can never be like he used to be. His body continued to dry, his face grew deathly pale. Really sad indeed.

"Dad." Naina called back to Zafran. Slowly he stood up with Lita's help, both of them staring at Zafran with sliced hearts.

Naina came back closer, she was indeed an unyielding girl. Has a strong determination, even though it must exceed his height. Naina hugged Zafran again, this time the circle of her hands grew tighter and tighter in her father's body. He was afraid that Zafran would hit him again.

"Deliver! Get off me, Naina!" pinta Zafran grumbled, moving her body so that Naina could escape.

However, the cry of the child actually became more and more, the closer his body was to Zafran.

"Naaina! Let go Daddy, honey. I don't want you to catch Dad's disease" Zafran said, though embarrassed, but he had to tell them the truth.

"No! Nai misses Dad, Nai wants to hug Dad. Mom said, I'm working so our lives can be as good as ever, but why is Dad here? Why doesn't anyone tell Nai that I'm sick?" naina's words really sliced off Zafran's feelings.

He recalled that time, Zafran had once snapped at him, scolding him for no reason, just because he was born not from his seed.

Astaghfirullah al-'adhiim, O Allah. Forgive my sins. I didn't realize I had such a good child, even though it wasn't my flesh and blood. Please forgive me, God!

Zafran's heart murmured softly, bitterly when it came to receiving Naina's kindness, but once again he remembered that she was a person with HIV, a dangerous and deadly disease. Most importantly, contagious.

Zafran moved his body again, Lita crying hugging his own body. Sobs of crying Mother also spilled sounding soft.

Hendra sighed, he approached and faced the pitiful man head-on.

"He misses you, Zafran. Let him hug you" said Hendra casually.

Zafran was inflamed, staring at the doctor in front of him.It was very desirable to tear his mouth that was so rancid that he could not speak anymore.

"Keep, let him catch on, will you? Is that what you want? He's just a kid, Hendra. He knows nothing, the journey is long, he should not bear all the burdens alone. You have the heart, Hendra," ketus Zafran while turning his face from it.

"Our team found another fact on your diagnosis, Zafran. There is no HIV or Aids virus, but only a new and rare disease that has no known cause. The symptoms are exactly the same as Aids, but you are calm. The disease is not contagious like Aids. So, those who hug you will not be infected," explained Hendra made the anger of Zafran subside.

He looked back at his doctor friend, emanating a hope to heal and meet with Rayan.

"Can I be healed?" tanyanya.

Everyone turned their heads including Naina who was still hugging her father. After hearing Hendra's explanation, Zafran pulled Naina's body and hugged and kissed her.

"I don't know, so far researchers have not even found the cause of this disease. To be sure, you do not despair and continue to ask the same Power to be given health to you," said Hendra wisely.

Zafran was stunned, Lita approached with Mom and hugged her. It's okay, if after this she has a husband who notes that important Zafran still wants to accept her as a wife. They both play at the back, so what is the difference between Zafran and Lita? Or Lita with Zafran?

"So, Doctor, can Mas Zafran be treated at home?" ask Lita expectantly.

Hendra looked at him, actually from the sight of their eyes only Lita already knew the answer.

"Wait at least when Zafran's condition is better than it is now. For a while, let him be treated here. Here there are many expert doctors who will monitor the development of the state of Zafran," said Hendra looks concerned about Zafran and his family.

That day, they missed. Lita said the reason why never came to visit. In addition to working to make a living, she also has to take care of Naina and the sick Mother and can't do anything without their help.

Hearing Lita's testimony, Zafran's heart cooled. How much he owes Lita for taking good care of his mother. He had no idea what it would be like if Lita had left them both behind.

"Thank you, thank you so much you have been willing to take care of Mom all this time, thanks because you did not leave Mom. Thank you, Lita," said Zafran full of infinite gratitude.

The flashbacks of the story cross in turn, milling around in the mind. Showing all they have done in the same way until they arrive at the present moment of their lives.

Zafran's cry grew hysterical as the shadow of Seira dropping tears was plastered before him. In my heart hope that whenever the time will be met.

"Where have you been all this time? Where did you guys eat? I always thought of it" asked Zafran. He wanted to find an answer from his heartbreak all this time.

I glanced at Lita, there was a secret that should not be revealed. He doesn't want them to get into trouble again. Lita smiled, she showed both her rough palms to Zafran. Let her see for herself how Lita has worked so hard all this time to support them.

Zafran rubbed the hand, powerless not to cry. Lita's arms filled with regret, feeling useless to be a husband.

"Sorry, yes. I let you work hard like a gini," said Zafran full of regrets.

Lita was okay, she shook her head with a smile. However, the memory of Mala who came and brought the photos back to disturb the peace of Zafran.

"That means what Mala pointed out at the time was just slander, right? That's not true, is it?"

Lita nodded, not knowing what to say.