JODOHKU MR. DUDA

Anger Angga

Nisa's pupils widened, her palms sweaty. The words of the Doctor who examined Pradipta still echoed in his ears.

"He had herpes, gonorrhea, syphilis and Aids. I do not allow patients to leave the hospital. He's got to go into the observation room."

"Oh my God, what did I just go through?" whispers in the heart.

Almost Nisa and Axel are affected by problems in the country of people, if not immediately escape Pradipta to the hospital. When he saw her in the room, Pradipta was feverish, coughing, and short of breath. Cold sweat did not stop pouring all over her body.

"Naas was right this 'captive'," Nisa grumbled in her heart.

Without a second thought, Nisa immediately called the hotel and called an ambulance. And here they are, in one of the hospitals that is nearest from the hotel, while Angga is likely tomorrow at ten in the morning just arrived in Australia.

According to the doctor, the patient already knows about the disease he suffered. However, it does not go to check itself because of limited funds and does not have health insurance. Can an illegal immigrant have such guarantees? Not just caught by the police, already very lucky.

Fortunately the doctor did not know what Pradipta did before arriving at the hospital. If the doctor finds out, it won't take long the police will immediately subdue him. However, from the "disease bank" suffered Pradipta, the medical team can already guess the work and lifestyle of the patient.

***

"I'm sorry, Mom. My time is not much anymore. Please forgive me," lamented Pradipta in front of Angga.

"Don't call me that again! We no longer have that disgusting relationship" Angga riled. He met Pradipta in the hospital as soon as his foot was on the airport.

"But Mas .. I mean, sir. Mr. Angga would forgive me, right?"

"To forgive, I have forgiven. Although I actually want to beat you all out, but after seeing you like this .. there is nothing more I have to demand from you. Let the justice of God work."

Pradipta crying bitterly. Either he regretted his actions or was afraid to hear the words of Angga.

"Have kept that cry of yours. You yourself who choose this path, well, enjoy the results," jengah Angga heard the cry of the human. His grudge for the departure of both his parents still echoed in the chest.

Angga then shuffled from the side seat of the gurney, then stepped towards the door. His jaw still looks tight. The terrible condition of Pradipta did not necessarily make his heart soften against the man. His hands were still itching to float a raw bogem on Pradipta's face.

"You take it easy here, I will bear all the costs. Only until there is my form of accountability, the rest of you negotiate yourself with the angel of death. Good day." Angga soon passed from the room without ever turning his head and was reunited with Pradipta.

While outside Nisa was already waiting in the long chair. Angga immediately approached him, he was sitting limp beside Nisa. Many times the man sighed, loosening the airway that had felt tight when he met Pradipta.

Nisa stroked her husband's arm. As her hand touched that arm, there was a subtle tremble in Nisa's chest. How long ago the arm was able to calm him when the heart was restless, the most comfortable place he always longed for.

But all that has now changed, however much Nisa misses Angga's embrace is no longer comfortable, the gap is too wide and deep to pass.

"Better I go home today too, Dek. There's nothing else I can do here."

"Lho, how fast? Mas, do not want to see the progress of our resort development?"

"No, I trust you."

"Mas, stay a day or two. Enjoy the atmosphere here, who knows can help improve the mood."

"Free, Deck. As long as the Pradipta is still in the country, I can't calm down."

"Then go and cheer up your heart. Visit any country you want to see."

"By leaving the kids at home? Now's not the right time."

"I'm going home now. You don't have to take care of that guy anymore. I don't want them to back you up. Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow there will be lawyers who come to take care of everything, even when Pradipta has to succumb to his illness, all will be resolved by a lawyer."

Nisa just nodded her head to make Angga calm down. Shortly after, they left the hospital.

Angga was already determined, he asked his wife to take him to the airport at that time.

"Eat first, Mas, before going home," bargained Nisa. It was heartless to let Angga go home so quickly.

"No, Dek. When it comes to hungry restaurants at the airport is also a lot," he said.

"Aren't you going to buy some kids first?" Nisa was still trying to persuade him.

"You bought it, I want to get out of here quickly. The longer here, the past I want to forget comes back. Makes me hate myself."

"Thank God, I can still get back on the right track. Just look at Pradipta, if we hadn't, maybe he'd still be lost in his black world."

Angga fell silent, turning his gaze out the window.

"I was also surprised to see Pradipta, already sick so still not repent too. Even turning profession into a street bandit."

"It was precisely because he was sick that the night world had already rejected his presence. The only way turns to the streets, solely to fill the stomach, before the end comes."

Nisa had shuddered to imagine Pradipta's life path while in the country of people. It was fitting that he was easily defeated by Axel when he was about to seize his bag, it turns out that the person was sick. With just one kick in the stomach, Pradipta can be paralyzed.

"Oiya, Dek, you said 'we're back.' Who are we? The kids that followed you here?" ask Angga.

Because Angga is in a hurry to go home, he has not had time to meet with Axel.

Nisa also seemed to have forgotten to discuss the man.

"Oh, that, the friend I just met here. Her name is Axel, we happened to stay at the same hotel" explained Nisa just like that. After that, he regretted what he had said.

"Bule?"

"No, he's Indonesian too."

"Oh." That was only Angga's response.

He silently watched Nisa through the shadow reflected from the window of the car.

Somehow Nisa took care of herself, despite her age almost entering the head of four, her posture did not swell up even looking a little thinner lately. Maybe because of high mobility, make him actively move and indirectly help burn fat in his body.

Her appearance is increasingly fashionable, adjusting to her position as director of the company.

Angga gulped, like something crowded was coming towards him. Making the air in that online taxi feel hot. The air conditioner never stops working.

It seems like Angga should start preparing a roomy heart for something he will face in the future.

Ah, heart .. however prepared you are, if that 'something' happens, you will inevitably feel pain as well.

Seriate