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About Mom 2 #Feelings of Doomsday

"Sir." With my eyes closed, I was shocked because this ear heard the call of Mas Reza.

Oh my God, I fell asleep a few minutes ago, lo.

"Najwa, wake up."

Mas Reza, uh. I'm still sleepy.

"Najwa, hey."

I don't know why, I have trouble opening my eyes. Maybe it was so bad, yes.

"Oh Allah, Najwa. Build, Deck. Tumben really sleep like a kebo like this. Usually I wake up."

Obviously I'm being bullied by Mas Reza's last words. This is the first time I've heard him say it to me.

"Mas Reza, uh. What the hell?" I forced myself to rise. I leaned back on the couch because I suddenly got dizzy. This must be because it was awakened suddenly. My right hand moved to rub my eyes to gather awareness.

"We're going to Kamal Puskesmas now. Mas Gibran as well as Mbak Diva and Weny already there."

As soon as he finished saying so, Mas Reza immediately withdrew my hand. I was still half conscious until staggered and finally slipped. Fortunately it did not fall to the floor because Mas Reza immediately caught on.

"Duh, sorry Mas Reza, Deck. Abis we must hurry there." Being caught in my ear, Mas Reza's voice sounded panicked. As my consciousness began to gather, I began to wonder what exactly was going on?

"Mas, why are we going to the puskesmas? Who's sick?" I held Mas Reza's hand. Suddenly, he stopped his steps, then turned towards me.

"Don't ask too many questions. We don't have much time."

He took my step back out of the house. Once out of the door, he immediately locked it and immediately boarded the car that turned out to be lit.

"Mas-"

"Moreover Najwa? We gotta get there fast."

"Where's rifka? Mas Reza said that only Weny was with Mas Gibran, right?"

My second brother rubbed his face. Guess that Rifka did not come seems right, because Mas Reza suddenly got out of the car. He quickly walked back to the door. Maybe because he was so panicked, he even had trouble opening the door of the house, when the original was easy.

Understanding the situation that required me not to say much so as not to trigger panic again, I then took over the key in Mas Reza's hands. Just one turn, the door of our house opened. Mas Reza raced to Rifka's room, and I ran after her.

"Oh Allah, Rifka. Wake." Mas Reza revealed a blanket that wrapped Rifka's entire body in bed. My first brother groaned quite loudly, perhaps upset that he had suddenly woken up.

"Apaan, anyway, Mas. I'm sleepy."

The answer given by Rifka made Mas Reza move to the side of my brother's bed, then forced him to wake up by pulling both arms.

"Mas Reza what the fuck, anyway. Not very clear. Why play pull everything," whistle Rifka, then put yourself back to sleep on the mattress.

"Rifka's awake."

"No. I'm sleepy!"

I tiptoed in shock when I heard Rifka's scream. Mas Reza then moved away from the side of Rifka's bed.

"OKAY. Just keep sleeping. But if there's anything with Mom, don't blame Mas Reza or anyone."

The words Mas Reza spoke not only made Rifka instantly rise from the bed, but also made my body tremble violently. The question of what happened to my mother began to cross the brain. Seeing the chaotic and desperate look on Mas Reza's face made anxiety even more controlling.

"Mom why, Mom?" ask Rifka.

"Take your veil. Don't ask too many questions. We're going to Kamal Puskesmas."

Rifka that is usually excited to wash your face first when invited out of the house does not pay attention to it anymore. He immediately picked up the instant veil on the hanger, then took Mas Reza to leave immediately. Rifka also looks panicked right now.

Along the way we went through with silence, of course with a prayer that must have been offered, asking God that our parents were okay. Although it cannot be denied anxiety continues to haunt. Rifka who usually protests that Mas Reza drives a car at high speed, just silence.

Some time passed, we arrived at Kamal Puskesmas. As soon as the car was parked, Mas Reza immediately came out, then took me and Rifka to the ER room. Honestly, I'm getting worried.

"Mother's still being treated by the doctor inside, sister." The Diva replied.

"Mom's gonna be fine, Dad." Although I was worried, I tried to make my father calm. The middle-aged man simply nodded without saying anything.

"Mas, Mother why?" Rifka who had been silent since then - perhaps because she was still in shock, to the point of not knowing to speak anything - slowly opened her voice. I put my face to see it. Rifka's eyes began to look sad. There was a clear liquid that also began to spread in the corner of his eye.

"Say Dad, Mom got hit by another pile when she was about to cross the street after buying a snack at the store next to the gas station."

Rifka's crying broke. Quickly, Mas Gibran moved to embrace him.

"Quiet, Rifka," said Mas Gibran.

"How can I calm down, Mom? My mother ... Mother ... Mas."

"Yes, I know. It's not just you who's panicking, worried, and sad. We're all the same, Deck." Mas Gibran asked Rifka to sit on the seat next to Dad. Diva's mother who carried Nayla also followed sitting next to her, while Mas Gibran gathered in front of her.

"Better we pray for Mother's safety." Mas Gibran clasped Rifka's hand.

"Wen? By the way, Deck." My initial focus on Mas Gibran and Rifka, slowly shifted to Mas Reza and Weny. My sister looks silent. His gaze was empty and not a single tear appeared in his eyes. I got worried. Fear of mental down.

"Mom's not going anywhere, is she, Mom?" Weny looked up, looking at Mas Reza.

"Yes. Mom's not going anywhere. Come on, Weny pray for me."

Time seems to slow down. Waiting for things like this really makes the heart flaky. I saw Mas Reza pacing back and forth, Mas Gibran was busy calming down Rifka who was still crying, and Weny was still silent. The difference is, he is also sitting in the front seat of this ER. Mbak Diva is busy calming Nayla who follows fussy. Luckily there was Maira's Mom-Mad Diva-who had just come with her sister. And I, I was busy calming Dad who had blamed himself for what happened to Mom.

"O Allah, if I had not told Aminah to buy the snack, she would not have come here." Dad's voice sounded raucous.

"Dad, I can't say that."

Father looked. "But really, isn't it, Wa? Mom wouldn't have gotten hit by that pikep if only-"

"Dad, Dad, you're not wrong. It's just a coincidence, Dad." Mas Reza was calming.

"Yes, Mas Ahmad. I'm sure Madam Aminah will be fine. Pray for him, Mommy." Maira also empathizes. Everyone must be worried and anxious about Mom's situation. Blaming yourself or whoever it is, will be of no use, because this is already a provision from Him. Our job right now is to pray for Mom.

"With his family's mother Aminah?"

Father, Mas Gibran and Mas Reza immediately approached the male doctor who had just walked out of the ER room.

"How's my wife doing, Doctor?" ask Dad. Hearing her weak voice, I moved forward and stood beside her.

"Yes, Doc. Our mom's fine, isn't she, Doc?" Gibran asked.

The doctor's inertia creates a growing concern.

"I'm sorry, sir, Mas, everyone. It seems like Aminah's mother was gone before she got here."

My world feels like an apocalypse. The cries of Rifka and Weny that immediately echoed, provoked my tears to follow along with the torrential. My body is shaking violently. So great, I felt not strong enough to hold it and ended up sitting limp on the floor. The two sisters hugged each other, sharing the sadness in the embrace. Nayla also cried. Either he understands the situation at the moment or how I don't know.

Not finished with the shock due to the news reported by the doctor, a new panic was created.

"Dad!"

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Sumenep, Madura, East Java

Friday, 30 July 2021