
The next day after the meeting, Zafran was finally able to sleep soundly, eat well, and live the rest of his life with vigor. Another thing stuck in his heart, a meeting with Naina. He wanted to apologize to the little girl for upsetting him.
"Nai what now? Do you want to meet Nai? I hope Nai doesn't hate me, son." Zafran muttered alone while staring at the dark sky without the moonlight.
As dark as his life away from sincerity. Zafran looked up at the several stars present adorning the darkness of the sky. They looked small and faint without moonlight.
"You know, Dad is like a moon that needs sunlight to make it shine, like a traveler who needs stars as directions. You are the light, you are the stars in my life. Never dim, keep shining. You are the pearls of the heart of Father," murmured Zafran again more and more softly heard.
Uhuk-uhuk!
He patted his chest which suddenly felt tight. Squeezing it to reduce the pain. His eyes closed, sweat sprouting on his face and neck. Chest rumbles, his breath hunts.
"O Allah, astaghfirullah!" Zafran's face frowned in pain. He tried to stay calm and didn't want to think about anything.
Slowly, the magic disappeared and Zafran was able to return to normal breathing. Stabbed his chest, taking short breaths. Then, things started to improve.
Zafran opened his eyes, smiling at the moon. Intermittent, the door of the room opened following a step was heard retracing on the floor.
"How are you?" hendra asked while standing behind her best friend.
Zafran turned around, and looked at Hendra with a uniform attached to his body. It seemed, he had just finished his task.
"Better than before. Thank you for helping me meet Rayan, ", Zafran said while commenting on a sincere smile.
Hendra was grateful in his heart, his best friend looked better than ever. He was wiser, and never missed worship. Zafran began to live a good life, the determination to heal was getting stronger. Especially when the voice of Rayan who says she wants to play together burrows in her ear.
Hope continues to be present to fill the heart, grow the spirit to heal, convince his heart bring there is still love on the face of this earth for him.
"No problem. The important thing is that you can learn a lesson from everything that happens. I also want to improve and change things. That's enough" replied Hendra as he approached and leaned against his bed.
Zafran smiled, how he had not been grateful for all the gifts God had given him. He should be punished in such a way.
"Hendra, I'd like to ask one another for your help. Do you still want to help me?" he said he remembered Naina, he wanted to meet the little girl.
Hendra folded his hands around his stomach, looking at Zafran's face which looked slightly luminous. Perhaps half of his heart had been overgrown with flowers, and part of it was still barren land.
"What else? Maybe I can help if I don't make other people lose like yesterday. It's nothing, I don't want Nisa to be angry as I keep going. That's it," said Hendra honestly while removing his hand link.
Apparently, lust first took away their happiness. Destroy everything that was built at the beginning of the marriage. Just because of a trivial test from God, Zafran was unable to subdue his gaze let alone defeat the lust that kept teasing him.
"You should learn from me, Hendra. Never do anything stupid like I do if you don't want to lose everything. They're a boon, and I'm only realising now that I saw Rayan. He's a great kid of course because the parents who nurtured him are great too." Zafran shook his head against the water that was about to fall.
He laughed bitterly, there was also a sense of pleasure and regret mixed in his heart.
"Love them as long as you breathe in the world, for their departure is the beginning of the destruction of your world. Trust me, Hendra. I am the living witness to how lust destroys everything. It erodes the peace of my life little by little. For this reason, I am suffering and living alone. Don't repeat my stupidity, Hendra. No!"
Zafran is serious, like people who have lived for hundreds of years and have tasted the salt acid of life. He looked wise that night, and the sky and the stars that were studded became his witness.
Hendra was stunned, he listened well to the advice of Zafran. Every word he managed into a sentence, embedded in the memory of the doctor. He will never make a mistake in his household.
"So, do you still want to help this helpless man? I'm gonna go see my other son. Naina, she's my son too. The child I took care of from birth. Please, I want to meet him," Zafran pleaded with his eyes.
The solemnity of his two misty-looking manicures, a dew welled up in both corners. He was missing the little girl. The girl who always loved him even though Zafran rejected.
Hendra was stunned, staring deeply into those two eyes. It was heartless to let Zafran be cooped up longing.
"good. Tomorrow I'll take you to see him, but now you'd better get some sleep. Sleeping too late is not good for your health" Hendra said as he approached Zafran and pushed his wheelchair closer to the bed.
He helped lay the man on his bed, covering him attentively.
"Remember, tomorrow you'll definitely meet him. So, immediately go to bed so that your condition is better when you wake up tomorrow morning," said Hendra reminded him once again.
Zafran nodded, without refuting he closed his eyes. Trying to dissolve into dreamland. Hendra stood up straight, watching the calm looking face of his best friend.
His breathing was long and heavy, before turning out of the room. Up ahead, Sister Kia and one of her friends were waiting. They will stand guard in Zafran's room to make sure the man's condition is fine.
"Stay here, you must report quickly if there is a discrepancy happening" said Dr. Hendra firmly.
"Well, Doc," said the two with certainty.
Hendra glanced at the circular watch on his wrist, twenty-two o'clock over twenty-five minutes. He sighed before swinging his steps away from the hospital.
The feeling of uneasiness and uneasiness always came whenever he remembered Zafran. Hendra tried to dismiss all the bad thoughts that instigated his soul. Put together a plan for tomorrow so that Zafran can meet with Naina.