Love Haqiqi
Holding Back the Longs
“Buya, Umi, Mas Faris's condition is fine. Maybe he's got less rest so it's like this. Moreover, he has not recovered properly.” Doctor Aisyah put a stethoscope to her neck after checking the condition of Melvin who just woke up from her stupor. Melvin looked weakly at Doctor Aisyah and threw his gaze out the window.
“Maybe Faris less rest Son. Especially the day before, he had rarely slept. He is too eager to learn, to not pay attention to his own condition.” Buya Hanafi replied as he gently stroked Melvin's head which was still staring blankly at the Window. Melvin's feelings suddenly raged. Between pain, anxiety, worry, longing blend into one.
“Mi, Buy to Mosque first! The students are waiting for Buya there! Please take care of Faris for a moment! After checking the memorization of the santri, Buya immediately came home here!”
“Please Buya! Let Faris be with Umi and Doctor Aisyah here!” Umi Fatimah answered while sitting next to Melvin.
“Buya to Mosque first! Assalamualaikum,” Pamit Buya Hanafi walks out of Melvin's room towards the Masjid which is not far from his house.
“Waalaikumsalam.” Simultaneously replied Doctor Aisyah and Umi Fatimah
“Nak eat first yeah! In the morning you have not eaten. Umi has made porridge loh.” Melvin regained his senses from his long daydream when Umi Fatimah gently rubbed his head.
“Melvin not hungry Umi.” Slowly, Melvin tried to get up from his sleeping position. He leaned his head on the headboard of the bed made of teak wood.
“You must eat Son! You must be healthy! There's so much you have to do! Do not be like this, there are still many dreams that you have not realized. Where is Faris Umi who is strong and tough? Why is it smashing like gini?” said Umi Fatimah with fiery so that Melvin affected with his speech.
“Eat Well!” Persuade Umi Fatimah with pleading face. Melvin nodded his head weakly towards the middle-aged woman who was now smiling widely at him. Umi Fatimah walked straight to the kitchen to pick up the porridge for her. While Doctor Aisyah was still in the room, accompanying Melvin who was still coolly silent with his own world.
“Mas, what is in taste now?” Ask Doctor Aisyah trying to melt the silent atmosphere. Melvin was even cool looking out the window with his silint mode. Doctor Aisyah looked at Melvin with a slightly disappointed feeling, because her presence felt ignored by Melvin.
The silence melted again, takala Umi Fatimah came with a bowl of porridge. He smiled at Doctor Ayesha and sat down next to Melvin.
“Umi! Let me feed Mas Faris!” Barat Doctor Aisyah who took the soft bowl that was in the hands of Umi Fatimah. Umi Fatimah could not refuse, because the bowl of porridge has now turned into the hands of Doctor Aisyah.
“Please Nak!” Umi Aisyah shifted from her position. He prefers to sit on a wooden chair in Melvin's room.
Melvin looked confusedly at Doctor Aisyah who was now pouring a spoonful of porridge into her mouth. Because it's bad, Melvin took the bribe. Eating the porridge, he recalled the figure of his future wife.
Meida, I really miss you! I miss the mouthfuls of your hands when I am sick. Inner Melvin while closing his eyes. He does not want to be weak and crybaby when remembering his future wife.
“Put it on the nightstand! I will eat it myself!” said Melvin who still closed his eyes. Hearing Melvin's words, Doctor Aisyah's face flushed with embarrassment. Undeniably in his heart was stung with disappointment, over Melvin's blatant rejection of him.
Melvin put his position against the wall, when tears suddenly trickled down his face.
Meida, I am really weak! Missing you, it makes me cry.
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In the ICU room.
The state of space is quite gripping. The sound of monitoring equipment installed to monitor the pulse (Heart) and breathing, sounds like a loud deting death picker. A ventilator hose was attached to Meida's nose, with her hands filtered. Several other medical devices were attached to some of Meida's bodies that were still unconscious.
The room was monitored closely for 24 hours by specialists, nurses, and competent nurses, with very serious treatment. And it appears outside the ICU room is closely guarded by the Atmadja family bodyguards who have stood by from yesterday to maintain the space.
Atmadja's extended family can only see Meida's condition through the glass, because the besuk schedule is still very tight and limited.
During these 2 days, Meida was able to go through her critical period, and ended up in a coma.
“Jo, has Melvin heard? Does she know about Meida?” Bi Ina's slow whisper towards Jonathan whose face looked lethargic. Jonathan only shook his head weakly with a gaze that was still staring at Meida who was lying unconscious.
“Suntil now koko number can not be contacted ma'am. Koko seems to choose to disappear from our family, maybe because we are too troublesome until koko chooses to go.” Respond to Jonathan's despair while leaning his forehead on the ICU glass. Bi Ina shifted her position to get closer to Jonathan, gently holding his head, then leaned over his shoulder.
“Melvin can't be like that. Mom believes in him. Maybe something had happened to him, until he disappeared until now. Have you contacted her family?” Bi Ina stroked Jonathan's head whose condition touched his heart. Since yesterday, he has not left the ICU room at all, except for prayer.
“Lisa's number is the same Mom, can't be reached. Even Jo and Jack had come to his house, but were kept tight. We are not allowed to enter, can only watch from a distance.” Reply to Jonathan's plan, looking at Meida. Johan and Gilbert leaned their heads against the glass. Their state was equally messy, with black eye bags flushed red with the same clothes he had worn yesterday. Helena was still crying in Dian's arms. After being aware of his stings, he prefers to wait for his daughter, even though she has not recovered 100%.
“Jaslin, Mommy should what?” said Zaina who has been repeated several times. He hasn't stopped crying since yesterday. After hearing the disaster that befell his daughter, he had fainted several times, and only now re-awakened.
“Jo, are we trying to go to his house again? Hopefully now they allow us to come in. I just wanted to meet Melvin and make sure he was. I just want to collect his promises to love your cici.”
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12 O'clock Night. Melvin is still in the mosque with the Qur’an in front of him. Sometimes he wiped his tears and then continued reading. He tried to divert his longing feelings by reading and memorizing the Qur’an, in the hope that the longing and restless feeling was lost.
فَبِأَيِّ آلَاءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ
“Then which favor of your Lord do you deny?”
Melvin read the verse over and over and then came back crying. He was unable to continue reading. He could not help his feelings of sadness and uneasiness when he read the verse.
Dear God, when I lose hope and plan, please remind me that Your love is far greater than my disappointment, and the plan you have prepared for my life is so much better than my dream. Lirih Melvin while closing the Qur’an then kissed it with tears.
O Allah, Who is All-reversing. Maybe now we're meant to be far apart, but I'm sure you'll bring us closer together.
O God, If it were not for my belief that Your destiny is more beautiful than all my plans, I might have given up on this life by now.
Melvin again put the Qur’an in the recal (Folding Table Al-Qur’an) and then puffed his head towards the lamp above him.
For those of you who are far away, I hope you always take care of your heart. Like I'm here who always take care of my heart.
Meida, maybe praying for you from afar is the best way that I can hold you in this longing.
Parau Melvin while wiping away her tears. He did not realize the presence of Buya Hanafi who had been behind him. Buya Hanafi also spoke softly Melvin.
“The heart that is being tested for patience is indeed bitter at first. But trust me, it will be sweet in the end. So be patient, may this patience bear fruit of kindness.” Melvin wiped away her tears and turned her body. He seemed surprised by the presence of Buya Hanafi who was behind him.
“Buya, since when is Buya here?” Buya Hanafi smiled gently by raising his eyebrows.
“Barusan! Mom checked your room, but it's empty. So Buya is here, because Buya is sure you must be here.” Buya Hanafi replied. Though he had been there for a long time, since the first time Melvin cried. He understood the turmoil that was in the heart of his adopted son. Melvin lowered his head in embarrassment, as Buya Hanafi came back to catch her while crying.
“Nak, Rest assured! There is something waiting for you after a lot of patience (which you live), which will make you stunned until you forget how painful the pain.” Melvin lifted his face looking at the middle-aged man's face that seemed to glow with an aura of dignity full of calmness.
“Waiting is heavy, you need a lot of supplies to be strong. And that provision is to draw near to Allah.” Buya Hanafi lighted his feet. They sat face to face, like a father giving his son advice.
“Buya, how to fight the longing? The more I ignored this feeling, the more it stifled my heart. It felt like my heart was about to explode withstanding this longing. I'm weak Buya! I am weak in holding this flavor!” Melvin with his face down. Buya Hanafi nodded his head with a smile. Because Melvin started to open up about his feelings. Buya took a deep breath, then released his white peci.
“Body cleaned with water. The soul is cleansed with tears. The mind is cleansed with knowledge. And the Soul is cleansed with love” Buya Hanafi pauses his speech. He looked at the ceiling of the mosque and then looked back at Melvin who was still bowing his face.
“But Remember, God always gives the advantages behind the shortcomings. God always gives strength behind weakness. Maybe it could be the feeling of weakness, even that will strengthen you to survive.”
“Son, maybe now you're away from the people you love, but rest assured that someday you'll be with them. Distance teaches many things, be patient waiting for meetings, in addition to trust. Although not looking at each other, and meeting each other.” Melvin wiped away her tears by raising her face. Then he smiled at Buya who was looking at him with a warm gaze full of affection.
“Do not be too sad, because help will always come along with patience.” Buya Hanafi gently stroked Melvin's head which was blocked by the black peci he was wearing.
“Now you rest is night. You haven't really recovered. Do not be too self-exciting, because your health is the most important. Ayoo we're home!” Buya Hanafi led Melvin to his feet. Then he took his shoulder out of the mosque.
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Cici Assalamualaikum ...
Lirih Jonathan was wearing an outer dress complete with gloves and a mask covering the clothes she was wearing. He gently held meida's hand with a bitter smile.
Cici ... Forgive jo, for helping jo, cici so like this... Jonathan's croaked whisper in Meida's ear.
Jo can't forgive himself jo seeing a cici like this, the wrong jo. I should have never come there, I should have ignored the threat...
The room was silent again, all that was heard was the sound of an electrocardiogram, Meida's life-trigger, and Jonathan's soft sobbing that hooked his fingers into Meida's cold slit.
Cici is a strong and tough woman whom Jo knows. The extraordinary woman who was present in Jo's life. Jo is very grateful to God, because God presents a great-granddaughter in Jo's lonely life and is now turned into color.
Don't you want to have a happy family? Family that loves each other? Be aware! Let's make it happen now.
Jonathan cried again by biting his lips.
Ci, wake ...
Soon the cici will marry the man who loves cici ... will the cici just pass through it? Be aware! Let's prepare a wedding that you want, is it any minute? Lirih Jonathan kissing meida's hand. He was unable to hide his sobbing, until his tears soaked Meida's hand which was attached to an infusion hose.
Is the cici at home there because Ko Melvin hasn't come to see the cici? Ci, awake! Ko Melvin must've come, he loved cici so much. He cannot break his promise. Jo promised to bring ko Melvin here, if with the arrival of ko Melvin able to resuscitate cici. Origin cici promise, after koko comes cici must be aware!
The promise of Jonathan that just spoke from his lips. Though he did not know at all where Melvin is now.
Ko, where's koko now? Come meet us! We need you so much! Muttering softly Jonathan stared in Meida's face with a twinkle of his sadness.
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