It's My Dream (Aksara And Tone)

Aksa Sick?

"Why did Satya come here again?" ask Salma who actually did not want to see Satya again when he visited her house. Due to the coercion from his mother he finally wants to meet Satya who has been waiting for him from a few minutes ago.

"Can't I see you? Wh why? Give me one reason."

Salma remained silent. He searches for the right sentence to give Satya an excuse.

"I want to invite you to ta'aruf first. If you want to, I'll immediately whip you" Satya said bluntly.

Salma widened her eyes. He doesn't believe Satya's words. He took a long breath. Honesty seems to be the solution. "I'm not as good a woman as Sis Satya thinks."

Satya just nodded with a smile. He waited for Salma's next sentence.

"I'm a sinful woman, I've been tarnished even..." Salma stopped her words gathering all her strength to go back to telling stories. "I once aborted my womb, the result of an adultery." Salma lowered her gaze as her eyes began to condense.

Satya smiled. He acknowledged Salma's courage in telling the truth. "You're great, you can admit your mistakes. I'm not a man who looks at women from his past. Everyone makes mistakes but few people are willing to be honest and admit their mistakes."

Salma was silent.

"I can accept you for who you are. We're still ta'aruf, right?"

There was no answer from Salma.

"You pray istikharah, you ask for directions. I can still wait for you. If you're sure we call me right away."

Salma's chest is pounding. Only this time did he find a man like Satya who was firm and fixed in his stance. Is this the answer to every do'a-do'a?

...***...

The days passed so quickly. Aksa is getting preoccupied with his activities. Even once every two days he will definitely go home in the afternoon because of the additional activities in school.

Where the sustenance will not go. Already several times Aksa also got invitations for shows at several events in the city.

At home, she is also preoccupied with her new course recently opened and there are still many improvements. Even on Sundays that should be used for rest, he became an impromptu handyman at his home. Either tidying up the park or other things that still need a little touch to be more eye-pleasing.

But the current rainfall intensity is high enough to make Aksa's immune decreased. Like that day, he came home from school through the heavy rain on his motorbike despite wearing a raincoat but still the water entered through the gap of his raincoat.

"Mas, if it rains hard first. Or tomorrow take the car to school" said Nada, who welcomed her husband's return on the porch that afternoon. She felt sorry to see her husband shivering in the cold.

"Sir papa. I want to get home quickly. There are you who wait for me every day at home."

"I can, please." Tone carrying Aksa bag including the supply place that Aksa now carries every day it goes into the house.

"I'll take a shower first." Aksa stepped up the stairs.

While Nada headed for the kitchen, preparing a warm drink for her husband.

"The stock of Mas Aksa is not exhausted" he murmured after checking the food supply is only reduced a little.

Then Nada brought a cup of warm tea to her room. When entering the room, there was a sound of vomit from the bathroom.

"Astaghfirullah Mas..." In a hurry, Nada placed the teacup on the nightstand and followed her husband into the bathroom. "Mas why?"

Aksa shook her head while gargling at the washbasin.

"illness?" The tone touched Aksa's forehead then the nape of her neck. "The body is hot."

"Drink first." Nada picked up the cup of tea which was immediately gulped down by Aksa.

"Mas, if it hurts check into the clinic now?" Nada was very worried about her husband's situation. This is the first time Nada has seen Aksa fall ill.

Aksa shook her head. "Later on." She put herself down and pulled the blanket over her shoulder. "Na, here. I need you."

Tone climbed onto the bed and hugged the body that shivered with coldness. "Cold? But his body is hot."

"Yes, it's merry. I think my stomach acid's relapsing." Aksa further tightened her embrace on Nada seeking comfort while closing her eyes.

"Mas has stomach acid? It wasn't eaten either."

"It's not good for my stomach from now on. I used to be sick like this too." replied Aksa who was half delirious.

"It's better that we just check the yuk Mas," said Nada as she gently stroked Aksa's hair.

"Hmm," Aksa only muttered for a moment and then she fell asleep.

After making sure Aksa was completely asleep. Tone slowly down from the bed. She wanted to make porridge for her husband.

He struggled for a moment in the kitchen assisted by Mama Sumi. After that he brought a bowl of porridge to the room because it was almost Maghrib soon Aksa would wake up.

"Mas." Nada saw Aksa getting curled up on the bed. He saw the footprints that were still wet, did Aksa vomit again in the bathroom? "Seat the porridge first let the stomach fill."

The tone touched the nape of Aksa's neck which was getting hotter and made her become very worried. This is the first experience of his life, when the husband is sick what should he do immediately?

"We go straight to the hospital, right?"

"Hmmm.." Aksa just said softly. I don't know what he said while closing his eyes.

"Mas," Nada was worried because Aksa did not respond. Even his face was getting pale.

Nada immediately picked up her phone and contacted her brother. "Satya's sister, go home now huh. Aksa's sick. Take us to the hospital."

Tone put back her phone and gently rubbed her husband's hair. "Mas, let's go to the hospital."

"I'm not papa, Na. Later buyin medicine only," replied Aksa with a soft voice.

"Yes, eat first."

"Attent."

"It's stubborn if it hurts. Being taken to the hospital, not eating. I'm confused Mas. I also don't know what gastric medicine fits without a doctor's prescription." This time it was the first time she played a chatty wife even though Aksa was still curled up while closing her eyes.

Suddenly the nausea again attacked Aksa. Aksa sat with her Tone holding. "I'm going to the bathroom." One hand covered his mouth while the other hand held the arm of Tone.

The bitter-tasting yellow liquid came back out from Aksa's mouth. Stomach until his throat feels hot.

Tone rubbed softly Aksa's back with increasingly glassy eyes. She couldn't bear to see her husband sick like this.

"We're going to the hospital?" Tone hugged Aksa's waist and helped her walk out of the bathroom. But it feels heavier because Aksa's body is getting weaker so that it makes them fall in front of the door right when Satya comes.