Maidatul Khan's

Chapter 87: World of Datul

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"Mother, did I tell you my hair was clean, where are the lice?"

"Bad kid, if there's no lice, why do you like scratching your hair?"

Datul sits under his mother's feet, while his head is on his face the mother is looking for a parasitic animal that likes to stick in the hair of the head. A cold wind, under a shady tree. Not far from where they were, there was a blue water lake. The water is clear blue and calm, it would be refreshing if swimming there.

Because of the wind and the caress of his mother's hand, Datul long sleepy. It feels good to be at his mother's feet. This beautiful place, it should be more suitable for a picnic, it's looking for head lice.

"Most dandruff, I guess..." Even so, the mother still flips through Datul's hair. From the front end, right and left side. Indeed his mother thought Datul son SD rich lice. Huh, Datul is even an adult now.

"You must be diligent in shampooing, don't be slovenly! The habit of shampooing once every two weeks!" Datul's mother is still nagging.

"Yes mom, now we've got the show looking for her nails. I want to find another flower at the end of there"

Datul is very happy to live with his mother. At first he was a stranger to this place. But after a few months, it was even quiet. She felt like a flower fairy. Living on a hill filled with beautiful and fragrant flowers. Free to pick flowers whenever he wants. Even the butterflies that were hard to find in his world first, here scattered. Datul likes them all.

"Huh..." Finally my mother gave up. Datul's hair is clean. Not a single tick he managed to get.

Datul sat down beside his mother. Leaning his head on his mother's shoulders is real comfortable. "Well, why don't you just get mommy lice so sad?"

"The thing is, mom remembers your dad, how sorry he was alone"

"Mom--"

"Pas Datul lives here, Mr. Kog healthy. You're happy, so you're calm!"

"No, she must be sad. You're late here"

"Does mom want to throw me out? I'd rather be here, with mom..."

"But this isn't your world, son!"

Datul doesn't understand. Yesterday when he came, he passed through a hallway of light that was like there was no end to it. Then he got here to meet his mother. If this isn't his world. Where should Datul go? where is Datul's world?

"Indeed why? I feel right here, as long as there's a mother,"

"I'm happy anyway, here I'm not spotty, there's no need to use morning or night cream"

"Mom see for yourself, don't you see how glow up, me?"

"Mom's happy too, son. But the problem is that this is not your world!"

Then Datul's mother stood up from her seat. His gaze was straight towards the blue watery lake. It was silent for a few seconds, until the birds' chirping could be heard filling their silence.

"You should go home, son!"

Suddenly his mother's body was like being swallowed by the mist. Datul. Seeking mother. Datul ran from the end of the hill to the other hill.

"MOTHER!"

"AMMA..."

"Why did you leave me alone?"

Datul cried, his body falling down on the green grass. Without her mother she's lonely again. His fear was the same the first time he went through the hall. Until a voice sounded very close. Now Datul could sense there was someone else besides him.

"Dark, Tulaikhan! You are here!" That sounds more like a snapshot than a question, doesn't it?

Datul ventured to raise his head. Although his eyes were still wet from tears, but a lump of people before him was clearly visible. That guy is very handsome. His face was pure white, no less glow up than him.

"I've been waiting for you since, why are you lying here, huh!?"

I want Datul to curse. She just left her mother's house, and she said fall.

"Who are you!?"

"And who is that person you call Tulaikhan?"

The handsome man then squatted right in front of Datul's face.

"You crazy? who has been buying seblak since yesterday?"

"Not apologizing for making me wait so long, it's even a memory loss pretender"

"Who are you?" The man quipped, imitating Datul.

"If you lose your memory, let's meet again"

"My name is Hamam Amirul Mukminin. The handsome guy you peek at every pass of your house, who you tax every day, who buys you acne cream when you don't have money, and most importantly, I'm now your fiancee, do you remember?"

Datul gawked, getting confused.

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Mas Hamam increasingly devoted himself to Maidatul Khan. After work, Mas Hamam always brought gifts for his wife. If Datul's nursery wasn't an ICU room, but their room, it would have been full of flowers and a variety of cute dolls. But in the end, the flowers withered, barking with some dolls that began to dust. Mas Hamam put it all in front of the sleeping beauty room. Until everyone who passes by becomes aware, if the story of a handsome man marrying a comatose patient is true.

The days changed, there were no vital signs indicating the improved condition of Datul. At the end, the doctor in charge gave up and suggested that the tools be taken off. Asking Mas Hamam to let go of his wife. Hamam, of course, refused. He was sure his wife would wake up. They will sail the household ark with love and affection.

Mas Hamam devoted all his energy and time to Datul. Until he forgot to take care of himself. Just a haircut, he didn't get to. His face is not as clean as before, because without him knowing the sideburns grow wild in the area of his jaw. But still, his handsome aura remained imprinted.

Until the next night, Mas Hamam who was tired after work. Decided to buy seblak. The food that Datul loves. It feels like just yesterday Mas Hamam reminded Datul not to order the food was too spicy. Datul who is a spicy enthusiast is of course just sneering.

Zida has gone home. Quietly unbeknownst to the nurse on guard, Mas Hamam enters Datul's room with the rest of his body. Mas Hamam wanted to eat the seblak in front of Datul directly.

Let alone! Let you want!

"I ate as much as I did, baby, I'm sorry I bought just one. You're not waking up"

Mas Hamam opened the bundle. His stomach is hungry, fruitful food is certainly good at eating at night like this. A spicy and savory smell gradually poured out one room as soon as the bundle opened. Mas Hamam was ready to eat, but his hand movements stopped when the fingers of the other hand suddenly moved slowly.

Mata Mas Hamam. Seblak who had aroused his appetite he camped again on a small table. Hamam half ran out. He walked over to the nurse's desk and told her what he had just seen. The nurses quickly went to the doctor in charge of Maidatul Khan.

The next minute, the doctor examined Datul's condition. Datul's eyeball slowly followed the direction of the light coming from the doctor's special flashlight.

"This is a good step forward, the patient has begun to respond to light, wait a few more minutes, until the response is better"

Mas Hamam said a prayer. Whatever prayer he reads. From the prayer of salvation, the prayer of qunut, to the nervous ranking of prayers after coming out of the bathroom he read. Until Datul's eyelids completely moved open. Slowly but surely, Datul returns to his own world.

Not only Mas Hamam, the doctors and nurses who were there were so relieved.

"I told you what doc, my wife must be awake..." Mas Hamam tergugu, crying haru.

"Congratulations, we all deserve to be happy with this"

Datul's head moved slowly, his eyes looking for something. Her lips were as dry and pale as if she wanted to convey something.

"Doctor, is it okay to take this oxygen device off for a moment? my wife wants to talk"

The doctor nodded. Mas Hamam put his ears close to Datul's lips.

"Say what you want"

"M-as,." replied Datul once.

"Yes, i... Mas Hamammu's..."

"Where is that? you asked me to buy seblak"

Hamam is getting more and more confused. Her tears shed without embarrassment. He kissed his wife's face at will. I don't know what to be grateful for in what form. God was very good to her.

"I'll just buy one, but we can eat both later"

The doctors and nurses who were there turned their eyes away. Maybe they want the same thing.

Pantesan seblak smell, it turns out there really is seblak.

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Very interesting this part. I was inspired by my dream yesterday. I dreamt of buying siome, when I woke up in the middle of the night the dream felt real. And the funny thing is that I actually looked around when I woke up. Siomay whose contents are quail one grain🤣🤣🤣