Love Because ...

AMNESIAC

“Halo Yu, today you do not go straight home, elo to the hospital ya!” tia said call Ayu.

“Lho mbak who is sick, mbaknya sick?” ask Ayu to worry.

“No, anyway we will meet here, you can go home first bring copy.”

“Lho how about mbak?” asked Ayu who was still confused by the instructions of her superior.

“Later I'll clear here! Wassalamuaalaikum!” Tia hung up on me. He leaned against the wall, silent for a moment sighing deeply. I wish I could get rid of a little panic.

It had calmed down, then Tia walked into a VIP room. From the entrance there is a small hallway two meters away. A hallway that penetrates into a large room. On the left side of the room there is a pair of cream sofa made of elongated leather decorated with wooden tables of magnificent glass box. Not far away was the patient bed. There lay the woman he hit yesterday. Ms. Sriyantika sat in a chitose chair next to the patient's bed. He who was solemnly reading the mushaf stopped to see Tia coming who directly threw his body on the sofa.

“Where's nduk? Doctor said what?” Bu Sriyantika immediately hunted Tia impatiently.

Tia let out a long sigh again, she looked at her mamih face which was filled with anxiety and curiosity.

“Say his condition is getting better Insya Allah tomorrow if there is no obstacle he will wake up mih.”

“Alhamdulillah, go, go?”

“Ta-pi!”

“But what is nduk?”

“This is yes mih.”

“Iya what tho? mamih curious about nih.”

“There are consequences of a wound on his head, doctors still estimate. The doctor told us to pray and pray, hopefully it does not happen.”

“What? whahuh? ”His eyes are increasingly filled with curiosity. Tia even silently looked at the patient's compassion, feeling guilty.

“Tia what?” his mamih rengek disbanded his reverie.

“Amnesia mih.”

“Astagfirullah.” Her mother was stunned to hear her daughter's words.

“But that is still an estimate mih, we pray that hopefully nothing happens.”

Ms. Sriyantika got up from the sofa approaching the patient, slowly sitting on the chair watching the patient's face.

‘Still young,’ murmured pity in heart, ‘May God always protect you nduk.’

“He looks like you Tia,” said mamihnya lirih could not bear,“ his age may be below you.”

A moment of silence, no words.

“Mih yesterday.. ta-in the morning also Tia back to the accident place. Tia nyari mbak ato mas yesterday, want to name the identity of the mother, but do not meet,” said Tia shy to fail in his efforts.

“You alone to there?!” she asked in shock, Tia nodded.

“Tia if there's nothing about you how about tho? Moreover, that masnya temperamental that!” her mother was worried about her.

“At first Tia also hesitated mih, but Tia kasian mih.”

“We have to report Tia, report to the police station.” Tia immediately trembled to hear her mamih speech. He's afraid of getting caught by the police, what if he goes to jail?

“Mih, no mih! Tia not ready mih Tia scared.”

“Tia darling, surely he has a family, kasian him, his family must be nyariin,” sahut bu Sriyantika approached him.

“Ta-pi miihh.

“Tia we report not because of an accident, you report first as a missing person just first.” Cutting her mamih makes Tia silent to think. “You yes dear?” persuade her to rub Tia's arm gently.

“Mih Tia want Ashar prayer first for a while, later we continue the chat,” elak Tia dodge immediately go wudu.

Ms. Sriyantika came back closer to the patient while rubbing her hands. The soft and weak hands were helpless. He decided to go back to teaching her prayers.

After Ashar Tia prayed to the Khalik asking for forgiveness, he realized all this was punishment for hating his papih and quarreling with his mamih at that time. Tia was sobbing, her heart filled with a deep sense of regret. Ms. Sriyantika who was reading the mushaf stopped seeing her daughter crying, understanding her daughter's feelings. He immediately approached Tia, hugged her, won her over. Strengthened it.

“Mihh...,” said Tia spoiled sobbing crying. “Tia sorry mih same mamih, this all happened because of Tia mih.” He cried increasingly heavy feeling heavy for what happened to him.

“Hust already nduk already.”

Her mother wiped away the tears and stroked her daughter's face. It was clearly a regret that was deeply felt on the face she loved.

“All this has happened by the will of the Above Tia, we must be patient, you must be patient.” Tia leaned on her mammoth embrace, releasing her burden.

“This is not entirely your fault baby, just try if mamo mamih ndak maksa ruh you ta’aruf, this is definitely not going to happen. Sorry mamih also yes dear,” sahut mamihnya sorry. Tia nodded slowly.

“Nduk, beautiful, horrifying mamih!” Bu Sriyantika instantly grabbed Tia's face, looking deeply into her daughter's hazel eyes.

“Darling mamih thank you very much, you still love papih.” Tia silently heard her mamih babble, her tears still falling.

“Whatever happens you have to trust Tia, you have to trust if your papih is a good person.” Tia nodded quickly in tears, hugging her mamih again.

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THE DRRT! THE DRRT! Gawai Tia shook, written Ayu's name on the screen. Tia quickly picked up Ayu's call.

“Hallo Assalamualaikum Yu, where is Yu?”

“Wa’aikumussalam. Where's mama? did I sit on Rs ni?”

“In the rose room no one yuk, VIP.”

“Oh ok ok mbak Assalamualaikum mbak.”

“Wa’umussalam.”

There are several Whatsapp messages from Ayu that have not been read. Apparently Ayu had come since earlier asking for the whereabouts of Tia.

“Who is nduk?” she asked him to sit on the sofa.

“Hey mih, mih mamih home yes!”

“Ndak want mamih, mamih want to nginep here only, anyways here can also sleep.”

“Do not dong mih, malem mamih already nginep here. Liatin mamih his face is tired so, if here ‘kan mamih can not rest full. Mamih should also think about the health of mamih dong,” said Tia worried.

“Mamih can not bear if you have to leave you alone, after all he is not yet familiar Tia,” said Bu Sriyantika at a glance looking at the patient.

“Mamih calm down, I'm here with Ayu!” Tia smiled broadly as she gently stroked her mammoth shoulder. Bu Sriyantika had to nod in agreement following Tia's words.

Teng Tong's! “Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.” A faint sound of Ayu shouting out greetings.

“Wa’aikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.” Compact occupants of the room answered his greetings, Tia immediately began to welcome Ayu.

“Log Yu!” tia smiled, opening the door. Ayu's face was immediately excited to see her boss, seen by Tia from top to bottom.

“Why Yu? Come on in?”

He twirled Tia's body left to right. Check to make sure Tia's okay.

“Aduh duh, yuk yuk stop!” Tia held onto Ayu's two hands that had been fumbling around her body.

“Accuse me ki wes (already) panic mbak, panic! I guess why napa, from yesterday mbak did not enter the office continues..,” Ayu chattered in a loud voice.

“Sstttt!” Tia put her index finger in front of Ayu's mouth. “Do not be noisy! there are sick people in the dalem, let's go in!”

Ayu immediately followed Tia in. His mouth was still murmuring whispering in a voice that still sounded rowdy.

“Yo tho mbak, how am I..,” Diliatnya bu Sriyantika is sitting on the sofa. “eh aunt, Assalamualaikum aunt.” Ayu immediately welcomed Sriyantika's hand to kiss the back of her hand.

“How are you nduk?”

“Good aunt, aunt how healthy?” madam Sriyantika smiled nodding, Ayu looked at the patient basket. I wonder who is sick.

“Tante who is sick?” she asked, Madam Sriyantika was silent to somehow have to answer Ayu's question, she immediately looked towards Tia.

“Mih mamih call pakde No yes, tell me to get ready for kebestment. Mamih went straight home. Come mih Tia anter to besment.” Cut Tia fast, before her mother answers Ayu's question.

Ayu shut up, she understood there must be something she should not know if her boss cut off the conversation.

“Yu aunty go home first yes, thank you Yu already want nemenin Tia.”

“Owh is ready aunt ndak popo, but I have brought copy,” said Ayu smilingly puffing the fat backpack he carried.

“Yu I live first briefly yes, come mih.” Tia headed straight for the passageway that was connected to the exit.

“Wassalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh Yu!” bu Sriyantika said.

“Wa’aikumussalam Warohmatullahiwabarokatuh, aunt.” he immediately took the right hand of Sriyantika, salim.

Left by Ayu in the room, Ayu began to be haunted by curiosity who was lying in the patient's bed. He raised his neck high looking at the patient. Then he decided to get off the couch and walk slowly towards the patient. So carefully he stepped his feet trying not to make a sound. He hoped that the patient would not be disturbed and wake up to what he was doing.

The longer it becomes clear a clear white face that is sleeping. His head was tied in bandages, his lips were pale pajas, his eyebrows were so thin, his hair was loosely black on his left right.

'Thank you opo fainted?’ (is this sleeping or fainting?) curious muttered.

‘Mayan ayu yo.’ (very pretty huh?) his murmur again praised one of the beauty of the creature created by the Khalik. He waved his hands in front of the patient's face, checking that the patient was asleep or not.

“Ngapain loose!” tia's snapping suddenly made Ayu startled to hold her chest.

“Mbaknya can not ndak ngagetin wong (person), later yen I hang piye (how)?” gerutu Ayu was still stroking his chest.

“La ko bentar nganter mamih’e?”

“Bust meet Pakde No in front, mamih tell me to come here, kasian loe said.”

“Owalah, mamih njen attention yo mbe (same) me, iku sopo tho (that's hello) mbak?” tanya Ayu was curious about the identity of the patient.

“Yu, loe friends I nginep here yes, later I it overtime ya?” tia said trying to distract Ayu.

“Mbak ki koyo mbe sopo wae, uwes mbak, ndak sah overtime, sing important belly wareg malem ni ndak popo, enough me.” (mbak tu kaya just as well, please, do not need to overtime, which is important my stomach is full.) said Ayu while approaching Tia sitting next to him.

“Toternly?”

“Eh there is one more mbak.” Cut Ayu cengengesan.

“What?”

“Hehehe tomorrow permit me to enter noon yo?” persuade Ayu to raise her eyebrows. Tia nodded in agreement to Ayu's terms.

“Mbak, mbak ki ko not answer me tho, iku sopo?” (can't you answer, who is it?)

Tia was silent at Ayu's question, she thought hard about compiling an alibi that fit to answer Ayu's question.

“Owh it was yesterday i-tu mamih same gu-e found him on the side of the road. He chimes the car he said,” replied Tia trying to casually be dishonest to Ayu, she felt ashamed of herself.

“Owalah mesake (kasian) ya mbak, kasian I see. Where does he keep grazing? he's responsible tho, la ko even mbak here?”

“Don't know yu, no news,” he said lying again.

“OWALAHH, crazy Wong! uwes nyelakani uwong, Ra meneh responsibility, ngrepoti wong lio wae..!” (o crazy person, has made people wretched, no responsibility anymore, ngerepotin others only) grumbled Ayu loudly.

Shhhh!

Tia cuts off warning Ayu not to be noisy. Ayu instantly silenced her mouth with her own hands aware of her loud voice.

“Sorry mbak sorry, I ki kesel to, yen I met a man who made him rich gini ni, uwes tak plites plitesss...tes ...tes..tes.” (sorry mbak, mbak, I'm upset, if I meet the guy who has made him rich gini, and I plites test) Ayu flapping his fist upset.

Tia smiled forcefully at Ayu feeling bad for her. Especially if Ayu knows if he is the cause of the accident.

“Mbak not do’a ne mugi goodness mbak same mamih reciprocated by Allah Subhanallohuawatala.”

Tia guaranteed Ayu's words. He had no more hope for what had happened to him, all he wanted most was the forgiveness of his Lord for his greatest mistake he had committed.

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The night air is so cold, Semarang which is identical to the heat of the night is decorated with drizzle. In a large master room, there was a middle-aged woman who was prostrating for a long time to beg the Almighty, in her final prostration. He prayed for his only daughter. Then he woke up doing the final trick. It was clearly a tear on its sajad. He read the prayer reading with a limp. Sometimes he stopped reading because he tried to focus on strengthening himself to collect his specialties in worship. His tears were still flowing as fast as he could bear not to wipe him, so that he could keep his prayer movements.

“Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,” said bu Sriyantika who did the greeting closing her prayer.

He immediately recited the name of Allah, his mouth was so solemnly said takbir, tahmid, tasbih and salawat prophet. After that he turned his palms up to the height of his face, his face that I was looking forward to anxiously faced upwards.

“Alloohummaghfirlii waliwaalidayya warham humma kamaa rabbayaa nii shaghiiraa, Yes Alloh my god AL Ghaffaar forgive the sins of the servant, Allah forgive the sins of the daughter of the servant you are currently testing, let him not be discouraged by the magnitude of the problem you have given because you are great, Lord, it is not difficult for You but we are weak servants, O Lord....” bu Sriyantika silent for a moment sobbing.

"Therefore give us strength to face all your trials. O Allah As Salam, grant us both salvation, O God, and give healing to the woman who accidentally hit Tia, lift her disease, and give her healing to her, there is no perfect healing other than Your healing that does not cause any other disease. For you are Healer. Aaaamiiiin.”

TOK TOK! “Excuse me Ndoro's tea ndoro,” sahut mbok Sum while putting tea on the table.

“Still mbok.”

“Owh ya ndoro, the food is ready, last time non Tia call, tell me to make sure ndoro wants dinner.”

“Iya, later I drop me down in a minute ya.”

“Good ndoro.”

“Mbok?” call Sriyantika ma'am to hold back mbok Sum who was about to go out.

“One more, call pakde No yes, soon ready to prepare me to eat malem wait at the dinner table huh?”

“Owh Yes ndoro.”

So simple was Sriyantika ma'am, Allah blessed her heart with kindness. Sometimes he told his employees to eat with him one table.

He opened his door and sat down on a small sofa, next to which was a mini-cabinet decorated with flowers and a pretty vase. Ms. Sriyantika drank the tea provided by mbok Sum, she sighed deeply, taking a special breath.

Ms. Sriyantika leaned over to open a small drawer inside the closet to pick up a brown album. Opening the album strands per strand with a haru face. Sometimes he smiles, sometimes he cries. The album contains happy memories when his family was still intact. Some sheets after opening the album strands there are photos that he likes the most. Photos containing Bu Sriyantika, Tia and papihnya in front of Gedung sate look happy, behind the photo reads.

- The Landing 1997 -