
"Papa."
Chris rubbed Tama's back. He looked back at the female doctor in front of him. "They were going everywhere always the two of us therefore we were forced to marry her."
"Mmhmd. They should prevent pregnancy, but if this pregnancy has already occurred and is desirable, why not? The important thing is to be guarded. Mmh ...." The doctor breathed. "The mother's physical seems strong, also the fetus because until this moment does not miscarry, we will do the best possible treatment so that they recover. We don't know how long, but just be patient. If the mother's physical back healthy, it is not impossible that she will soon wake up from her coma."
I looked up because I heard the good news from the doctor. His face that was soaked by tears was wiped away to hear those soothing sentences. "Really Doc?" tanyanya could not believe it.
"Insha allah. With enough rest and nutrition fulfilled, hopefully your wife recovers, but I cannot promise much. Just pray, hopefully the mother also has no complications of certain diseases to make it easier for us to nourish his body."
"He just doesn't like rice" Tama said innocently.
The doctor laughed. "Okay, we'll excuse you first."
"Eh, can the patient not be moved to Jakarta?" Chris guessed.
"Yet. His body is still not strong enough for that, but it will be informed again when it is strong enough."
"Thank you."
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The handcuffed Tristan is taken to an apartment building with some freely dressed police. "Where are we going?"
"There is someone who wants to see you there" replied one of the police.
Tristan took a long breath. If he had used his position to carry out his dirty intentions, he would have to be prepared for the consequences.
On the 5th floor they went down. They then came to one of the rooms and knocked on it. The door opened without a hitch and Tristan was brought inside. His handcuffs were opened and he was left alone there.
While rubbing the handcuffs that gave the marks on the wrist, he stared at the open balcony that had stolen his attention.
A middle-aged man whom he knew very well now stood up and gazed towards the sea. His heart trembled violently. Of course because it was his father, a highly respected man in his life. He stepped towards her.
"Why did you do that, Tristan?" said the man without looking.
Tristan's move stopped. "Sorry." He bowed.
"You almost ruined Papa's career for what you did."
That slow voice really made Tristan not wince. The man was his idol, where he hung up his ideals and was proud of his existence, now let down by his selfish act which momentarily destroyed everything. The pride of parents in themselves.
He stepped in doubt. Tried to string the words together but in the end he stopped beside the man without being able to say a word. What he had done was intolerable, and being able to be in that place must have been his father's attempt to make him free. Freedom that is not what it looks like.
They both stood on the edge of the porch fence and looked at the sea. The night wind that blew slowly could not bring fret, far from their minds. They gulped it down slowly.
"I don't know how to pay for all these mistakes" Tristan tried to start. "I'm sorry, I've made a mistake" he said with regret.
"Parents deserve to be angry, but they always forgive."
Tristan. The old face that he had always admired turned out to be thinking about him as well. Trying to help him, although it was so great that he had damaged the reputation of the man because he apparently did not take into account the domino effect that had been caused by the kidnapping.
Tama turned out to have a strong man standing behind her who could at any time damage the position of her father who was very honorable in the eyes of the community, and he did not take it into account until there.
Beyond that still, he has done a disgraceful act that is not impossible to damage his own reputation which is also very good in the police. No pardon, he is very likely not only demoted but may also be removed from the police because of his undisciplined actions on the job. He's resigned.
"I have to how Papa?"
In life, Tristan had never seen his father angry. He is a patient person. Patience with his mother, patience with his work and patience with his mistakes that almost damaged his reputation. He can't bear.
"The girl's critical."
"Love has blinded me Pa, for a moment."
The middle-aged man looked at his son. "And now you're conscious?"
"Slow huh?" Tristan's little laugh sounded sad.
"Then?"
"I accept the consequences Pa, even if I go to jail."
The man whose hair started to whiten on the tip of his forehead looked back at the sea and Tristan followed him. The sea breeze still stirred up the feeling.
"Luckily Mr. Chris did not take issue during his son-in-law's return, but why was the girl critical? That's not what you did, is it?"
Tristan exhaled softly expelling fret. "He was involved in an accident and I used him. You could say I also triggered it."
They're silent for a moment.
"Just pray that the girl is safe and healthy again because if not, we will both bear the risk."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Pa."
Silence back. For some reason the silence roiled the hearts of both.
"Do you know why Papa sent you here?"
Tristan surprised. "Who sent me to Borneo?"
"Papa see you're trying to find out about your mother. Is your relationship not good with Mama?"
Tristan is wrong. "Eh, it's not so Pa. I love Mama."
"But you miss your mother too?"
Tristan bowed.
"Therefore Papa sent you here. Your mother is here."
Tristan looked at his father in amazement.
"So this whole time ...."
"Mama never told Papa to divorce her, so even if Mama kicked your mother out, Papa would still find her and protect her. Papa doesn't want any conflict between the two. Papa loves them both. You didn't know you weren't alone, did you?"
"What's? Mean Papa ...."
"You have Tristan's sister. Two. Men and women. I'll take you to them." Tristan's father put his hands around his son's neck. "Why don't you ask Papa? Why are you looking for yourself, mmm?"
Netra Tristan glazed. He's happy.
Asrul tightened his embrace on his son's neck. "If the girl gets well and gets back to health, you'll stay on this island and work here forever. That's my promise to Mr. Chris, which is your punishment, Tristan. You have to go for it."
Tristan nodded happily. You could say it was not punishment. He will be with his family who he has been looking for. It turns out that Tristan's father hid his mother in Tarakan. He bought his wife a house and occasionally visited her without her knowledge. Even to have 2 more children with his second wife.
Tristan's mother never stopped asking Tristan for news every time she met her husband and she was very proud of the achievement of her son.
"Forget that girl. One day you will meet the second one" Asrul advised.
"The second one?"
"He may be better or even less but you love him."
"Papa, maybe I can't forget it."
"Maybe. Like Papa who can't forget Mama but lives better with your mother too. You're gonna find her. Don't look for it, but you'll find it."
Tristan could only stare at the middle-aged man who was now smiling at him, trying to raise his spirits, but at least the one that came before him wasn't too bad. Meet his mother and sisters.
The night wind continues. Exorcizing deserted.
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Everyone enjoyed dinner except Tama. Arya nudged Mariko's arm just looking.
"Tama, let's eat the food later to go cold," Mariko persuaded. "You must have the energy to take care of your wife."
"Mk." Tama budging. He only looked at the food that was now in his hands.
"If you don't want to eat, you just go home, yes, to the same hotel Dad let Mama take care of Mei."
Everyone looked at Tama.
"Don't, I want to be here with Mei. He is my wife!" nagel Tama.
"If you eat! Mama doesn't want to know, you have to spend it" Mariko ordered.
"Come!" But Tama chewed it while shedding tears. It seemed heavy for him to chew the food while his wife was still not clear how he was.
"Yes!"
"Yes, but it's hard ..," the young man complained. Her tears became so much.
"Tama, didn't Mama also once go into a coma when giving birth to you. The proof is that Mama is back to health" Mariko exemplifies.
"Yes ..," he murmured while looking down.
"If you are not excited, Mei can down (down body condition) you know!"
"Don't say that!"
The two quarrels caused laughter for those who saw it because it looks like Tama is still a child.
"Kan Mei listen."
"Times?"
"Yes. Mama used to know when to visit and hear what people say."
Tama rounded her eyes. "Really?"
"Yes. Maybe your wife heard you didn't really want to take care of her."
"I don't think it's Ma." Tama turned to Mei's bed. "May, I don't!" he shouted at his wife who was still lying in a coma on the bed.
"Yes there gih, accompany your wife to talk so that she too is healed spirit."
Tama immediately wiped her tears violently. He came to his wife's bed and sat on the edge of the bed. The goal sounded Tama's voice that invited her to chat while eating with enthusiasm. Apparently only his wife could arouse his spirit to fill the day. The chatty Tama is back.
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Tama woke up in the middle of the night. He slept on a long sofa. After meeting his consciousness he looked back. His wife was still lying on the bed.
It was like a dream, he had just slept yesterday while hugging his wife but now the girl had moved and was there alone.
Tama approaches Mei's bed and sits on the edge of the bed. The girl's hands were a little cold.
"I'm sorry I can't take care of you, until you suffer like this. I'm your husband but I can't count on you." The hand of Mei. "I'm sorry."
Suddenly from his wife's eyelids came tears.
"May ...." The young man was surprised. Mariko said, His wife can hear. Grasped it tightly with that hand. "Eh, it's okay. I'm it's okay. I'll take care of you Mei, from this second on. Don't you worry, will you?" Slowly, tears flowed down his wife's face. "From now on you can count on me."
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Love In Revenge by Author Anggraeni.arp tells the story of a tough girl who prepared her father for revenge.