Love In The Wound

Chapter 37

Around 04am, 45am I saw Mas Dikha had woken up. He performed the two rakaat sunah prayer continues the obligatory prayer of two raka'at not far from my bed. Maybe he was worried about leaving us if he went to the mosque around the hospital.

What a dream man, I should not face this heavy burden so as not to hurt his feelings for the birth of my son.

His two hands looked reverently before the Divine Robby. Not knowing what prayer he offered my heart helped to assure.

Ngeck!

My little baby is crying again, Mas Dikha who has been at the end of his Prayer immediately rubbed the two palms to the face and then rolled the prayer mat not knowing where the goods and clothes he wore replace that certainly all look clean, clean, but he did not come home at all.

"Eh Dedek wake up, do you want to pray too? the little angel of the future inhabitants of heaven," he said painstakingly changing my son's clothes without awkward what's more disgust.

Because no longer sleeping, Mas Dikha asked me to give back breast milk. After that he took me and invited him to continue chatting and telling long stories. Sometimes I throw a smile at them. They are so suitable, my son immediately shut up and just observe. Not knowing whether such a small baby understood what Mas Dikha said or not.

He was born with a body weight of about 2.7 kilo grams is very healthy said the doctor. What an invaluable gift it feels like to be able to feel a painful birth normally but all is immediately lost replaced when you see the funny face.

After going back to sleep, Mas Dikha put it in bed and said goodbye to breakfast.

"Nai, you want something? let me buy it later?" he asked, developing a smile.

"False, Mas. Whatever I want" I replied calmly.

"Okay, I'll stay a while. Ezra...!"

"Wa'allaikumsalam.." I replied immediately.

Not long after someone came knocking on the door. Could it be Mas Dikha? is he back that soon?"

Also followed by a man I know very well holding a bunch of flowers while revealing a smile. There is also a beloved family.

"Wa'allaikums...!" answer me again without ever getting tired I chimed in over and over again.

"How are you guys, Nai?" ask Mrs Rohman.

"Thank you, ma'am" I replied somewhat embarrassedly. It's lucky to know a family like them. The least I understand is why my fate could be this bad. Who does not want to live in peace. Having a harmonious family is everyone's fantasy.

Rohman approached and handed over the flowers he still held. "Hopefully get well soon, Nai. Sorry, do not accompany when you are in a difficult situation," he said sincerely.

"It's okay, Mom. Thank you all for walking" I replied casually.

"Sir, his son is very funny. Ma'am must accept Mas Rohman yes, I want to be told to ngasuh," exclaimed Sonya looks very excited.

He looks healthy, that means the treatment has worked. I'm so happy about it.

I replied with a smile, not knowing what to answer. While Mas Dikha who had permission to come out earlier had not returned.

"Don't you see?" Mas Rohman approached Box swapping positions with Bang Gino.

"Please, Man. Come here!" Bang Gino moved elsewhere.

"Hello hotshot!" said hello. Dedek had woken up from earlier probably heard a noise.