I'm Without The Womb

Miss R

At exactly 2 pm, Ralin arrived at the orphanage that had become his second home. After getting out of the car, Ralin opened the trunk and retrieved the items he had prepared since yesterday. In that medium-sized cardboard box was a storybook, crayon, coloring book and a few dozen notebooks that he would gift to the orphanage children.

With a cheerful face and a smile that never stopped expanding Ralin stepped foot into the room of the head of the home, Mother Diah, as she used to call him.

"Assalamu'alaikum, mother."

"Wa'alaikumsalam nak Ralin. Just arrived, huh? This bring another present?"

"Yes Bun."

"Our mother is not so good you want Ralin if to his hand-home is never empty."

"My hands are empty even I'm not good you know bun, it's a habit." Ralin smiled at the middle-aged woman who was in front of him at the moment. Mother Diah has been considered like her mother (the call of Ralin for her mother). If he misses his parents he will not hesitate to come to the orphanage just to chat with Mother Diah, tell her activities or exchange ideas about life. Mother Diah also did not hesitate to Ralin, if the girl asked for her opinion or advice she would express what she felt was good for Ralin.

"Son Ralin, we don't know yet the arrival of a new family member" Mother Diah started her chat with Ralin.

"Oh yeah? Who's bun? Still a baby or big?"

"Still a baby, baby Dinar, she's probably only 2 days old, she's found in the mane behind the parlour."

There was a loud bang that felt the heart of Ralin heard there was a baby who could be thrown by his parents. I don't know what demon possessed the person so that it gave up the responsibility that its creator had given it. Ralin felt annoyed, sad to hit his mind. If they don't want to be responsible, why do they do it? Why not think about the consequences they will face? And now they are running away from reality.

"Now where's baby dinar, bun?"

"In the Cempaka room, still treated the same Miss Riska."

"Ralin will be there with baby D, after giving this gift to the children."

"Please! Oh yes one more son Ralin, today the biggest donor of the home wants to come, later if there is a time for Ralin to help the mother take Pak Yaris around the home, Mother asks for help, later if there is a time for Ralin can help the mother to take Pak Yaris around the home, the problem is again complicated to manage the letters for the needs of children who want to register schools."

"Ready Bun. Mother just calm down, let Ralinb who handle it, Ralin to the children's room first."

****

"Patience, all part." Like ants that have sugar, that's how Ralin is now. The children scramble to get the goods Ralin brought as soon as possible, maybe for other children items such as crayons and coloring books are not luxury goods, he said, but for the children of the orphanage it becomes the most "wow" stuff they have. Happiness emanated clearly on their faces, that was the inner satisfaction that Ralin felt, the happiness of the orphanage children became the source of his satisfaction.

" Miss R, "Ralin's hand was suddenly pulled by the tiny hand of Evi, one of the youngest children in the parlour.

"Why Evi dear, how come his face is buckled so, do you like the same Miss R prize?" Ralin's face was full of smiles in line with Evi's face. Ralin saw there was a sense of sadness in the boy's eyes.

"Like, but Evi wants another gift." the little boy replied to Ralin scared and with his innocent face, "today's Evi's birthday," she said embarrassed by the drowning face.

"Jeez, Miss R forgot, sorry! Evi want what gift?"

While pulling Ralin's body parallel to his body, Evi leaned in so that he could whisper in Ralin's ear. "Oh, easy, ready boss." Ralin saluted while unraveling a smile at Evi in response to the request he had made earlier. "But Miss R brought the prize tomorrow, will you? Today we color first."

"Ok, ready Miss."

Ralin directed the children to his desk and allowed the children to begin coloring their books. Everyone is busy doing their own thing. The room was a little quiet, only a few children were whispering. It is as easy as it makes the less fortunate children happy and gives them happiness.

"Mba Yas, I live with the kids, I want to see the baby dinar." Ralin said goodbye to the woman watching the children in the room.

"Yes mba Ralin, please, let the kids be with me."

Not yet out of the room, the vibration of the phone from Ralin's pocket made him stop his steps. Ralin immediately shifted the green button.

"Yes bun?"

....

"Oh, has it come? Ralin's there now."

Ralin was a little disappointed because his intention to visit baby D had to be delayed because Mother Diah needed his help to become the tour guide of the donor who had already arrived. Hopefully this time he will be in control. Usually donors will ask a lot about many things, especially about financial management. Although not the authority, sometimes Ralin can answer about various problems.

***

"Sir Yaris..."

"Please don't call me "sir" call me Bun."

"Then I call Nak Yaris yes," for a moment Mother Diah paused her sentence, "Son Yaris is sure to stop being a donor of the home? Though we still desperately need the help of the company nak Yaris for the needs of the children." Implied tones of worry from the voice of Mother Diah, also feel unhappy with the news he just heard.

"The decision is not final Bun, so I came here to see if I could cancel."

"Please reconsider Nak Yaris." mother Diah was a little surprised to hear a statement from Yaris Mawali Said, who wanted to stop her company's donation to the orphanage for reasons that were not yet clear. Donations from the Yaris company are the largest source of funds for the home in addition to donations from other donors. Even when his father was still in charge of the company, Mr. Said never once closed his company to make donations. Remembering that, Mother Diah's head became dizzy.

The sound of knocking forced Yaris and Mother Diah to turn their heads, Ralin standing there with his friendly smile.

"Excuse me, Mother."

"Son Ralin, please come in." Ralin entered the room, feeling nervous, he did not expect that the donor was a man, "sit down for Ralin!"

Ralin took a sitting position opposite to Yaris, precisely next to Mother Diaj.

"Son Yaris introduce this to Ralin, one of our volunteers."

Yaris proposed his right hand was about to shake Ralin's hand, but quickly Ralin fused the palm in front of the chest, then nodded as an introductory greeting. Seeing Ralin's behavior, Yatis pulled back her hand with a stiff smile.

"Son Ralin, mother asked for help yes take Mr. Yaris around the orphanage, this is his first visit." Ralin just nodded in response. "Sir Yaris if anyone wants to ask please ask Mba Ralin, he has been volunteering here for a long time, so he already knows the ins and outs of the home," continued Mother Diah.

"You want mjlai now?" ask Ralin kindly.

"Maybe, my time is not much" Yaris replied in a heavy and slightly haughty voice.

"Come, please." Ralin tried to be as friendly as possible despite knowing Yatis showed a haughty attitude, he was very aware of who he was dealing with now. Trying not to be nervous because they have to interact with the opposite sex who is still unfamiliar to him. They walk side by side, occasionally Yaris steals a glance at Ralin.

"I know," Yaris cut fast.

"Huh?"

"Tu, there's writing."

Alright, it seems that there is no need to talk too formally anymore with this young master.

"This is the study room, next to the dining room, next to the kitchen, the employee's rest room, the children's bedroom, and the bay room..."

"Mba Raliiiiiin, come here, baby Dang!"

Ralin and Yaris turned to the source of the voice coming from the baby room, a young woman called out to Ralin with a face full of fear, immediately Ralin ran to the baby room which Yaris followed behind him.

"Why mba?"

"Baby D from yesterday his body was hot, had a seizure, now a lot of fluid out of the an*snya mba, gmna ni, was very pale."

Ralin tried not to panic, immediately grabbed the tiny body and he approached with love, Ralin was all his strength to hold back the worry for fear of any mistakes he would make. On the other hand, Yaris had only observed the incident from a distance of 2 meters,

"Let's go to the hospital," said Ralin to the caretaker who called him, mjnhkin because of the panic Ralin forgot the name of the clerk's mother.

"I can't wait, baby Key and Yuli Ga da are guarding."

"Which other one?" and hearing that, Ralin finally panicked. How could he bring a sick baby alone to the hospital, while he had to drive later.

"Ng.. don't know Mba, if you don't take care, maybe you're resting."

"Why Ralin?" mother Diah came panting.

"We have to take D to the hospital, it's not gonna be Bun time."

"Try the pat first, let it cry."

"Ga response, D lemes nih Buda, how dong?"

Mother Diah turned her gaze throughout the room and stopped on one figure. There's nothing else.

"Sir Yaris I'm asking for help bring baby Dinar to the hospital, a spit!"

Yaris pointed at his own face.

Without Yaris' consent, Mother Diah and Ralin walked out of the room towards the courtyard, Yaris followed them half-run.

Yaris rushes to the car and opens the door for Ralin. If the situation is like this, how could it not help. The rich man has a human side.

"Mother's not coming?" Ask Ralin quickly.

"Mother will follow, son Yaris please yes, sorry to bother, spit!

Yaris immediately got into the car, drove his car towards the hospital.

***

In the car, Ralin did not stop praying, while occasionally talking to the baby in his arms.

"Hey baby, I know you're strong, a lot of people will love you, please wake up baby, please, you have to be strong."

Ralin panicked more, he felt the baby's body start to cool, Ralin's tears could not be contained, "Mas even faster, please!"

Yaris drove his car fast, breaking up the crowded highway, occasionally laxing the vehicle in front of him to give him a ride, while occasionally turning his gaze to Ralin, breaking his concentration between Ralin and the steering wheel. This was the first time for Yaris to deal with a so-called "baby". God.

***

Yaris stopped his vehicle just in front of the hospital entrance. Ralin went out and said "i'm in first" without looking at Yaris.

"Wow, what the hell." Even Fia got no thanks. Yaris digested everything he had just experienced. After parking his car, he also entered the hospital building.

"Okay, let's see, what a girl can do" Yaris grumbled.

Yaris combed through the bulkhead throughout the hospital's ER. When you hear the voice "mom please wait outside first, let our baby handle first" Yaris steps stopped. Ralin emerged from behind the curtain that separated him from Yaris, their sight meeting.

"Where?" Yaris asked first.

"Doctor's still checking." Ralin looked for a place to sit, his knees still limp, his body bent, while holding his head Ralin spoke to Yaris without looking at him, again.

"You want pul..."

"Excuse me, sir please have this form filled in, the child is still handled, it may have to be in the opening, if you have please in between to the administration place yes, come."

It was amazing how well trained the new hospital staff approached them. You can talk with one breath. And what did he say? The kid?

As if not giving Yaris the opportunity to tell them that they are not the guardian of the baby, the nurse just passed by, it seems like it is busy because new patients keep coming.

Suddenly Yaris felt that there was another hand that wanted to grab the form he had in his hand.

"Here I am, let me." Again, Ralin spoke without looking at Yaris.

But Yaris looked at his opponent's face, noticed every line of face the girl had and his hand reflexively held the form that Ralin wanted to take.

"Ga nothing, let me fill it." It seems that it must still be a Yaris donor.