MARRIED TO THE PERFECT MASTER

WEEK BEFORE MEETING

**Two weeks ago Mom was buried. Dad was still sitting on his wheelchair staring blankly out of the house from the big window. I could only be silent to see my father like that. I slowly approached him.

"Yes ..." I rested at his feet. Putting my head on his lap.

Slowly I felt the soft caress of his hand. My tears broke.

"Don't cry, son," she said in a trembling voice.

We both finally dissolved in longing. We are equally****missing the figure of the Mother who is now quietly lying in her eternity.

 

Because of the accident, my father was paralyzed and had to resign from the company. Because there is no extra income, you have to do physical and muscle therapist. Gradually our treasures began to diminish.

Dad started selling his big house and bought a little small house. To add to the income, Dad opened a grocery store in front of the house.

Most of the family told me to get married again. But always rejected. I salute your love.

I graduated college with semi cum laude. I'm very happy. But a major event ruined our happiness. I have a heart disease and have to operate at a cost that is not small.

I who had not worked started to panic. I sold all my possessions including my house. But the results were insufficient for Dad's operating expenses. Until one of Dad's ex-colleagues came to offer help.

Om Suryo Laksono, as the name suggests. Promising me to give money for free but on pretty heavy terms. I who panic and can not think other than the recovery of my father, agree to whatever the requirements of Om Suryo without knowing what the content of the requirements.

Om Suryo paid off all the financing of Dad's operation and VIP treatment. The operation went on for about 1 hour. I went to the doctor who came out of the operating room.

"How's my Dad, Doc?" much worry.

The doctor took a deep breath and then smiled. "The operation went perfectly. The patient also went through a critical period. Now it's just recovery."

I also breathed a sigh of relief to hear the doctor's explanation. Before long, my father came out of the operating room to be transferred to the treatment room. I followed.

The nurses prepared everything. All the hoses and support devices have been attached to my father's chest.

"Miss please stay away first. Let us be able to check the condition of the patient freely," said one of the nurses gave the order.

I took three steps back to make room. The nurses continued their work. The doctor came to check on my father. A nurse gave me her notes.

"All normal Doc. Just waiting for the patient to be aware," he explained.

Five minutes waiting, my father finally realized. The doctor immediately checked, asking what my father was feeling right now. After that, the doctors and nurses came out.

The doctor told me before I got out, if you're okay. I'm so glad to hear that.

"Dad, how are you?" ask me while approaching the ward.

I sat down by pulling the chair from the corner of the treatment room. Holding Daddy's cold hand then started to warm up. Dad looked at me with teary eyes.

I kissed her forehead. "Dad, fine," he replied slowly.

tok tok tok tok

I heard the door knocking. Suddenly Om Suryo came in without being told. He smiled when he saw Om Suryo coming.

"Mas ...," he called out in a weak voice.

"It has. You just lie there. I just want to see your situation," said Om Suryo directly prevent Dad who was about to rise from lying down.

"What did you suddenly appear when I was like this?" ask my dad to wonder.

"That's it. Don't you think too much first. Later after you recover, I will explain everything, including your daughter," replied Om Suryo at length.

Dad frowned. Om Suryo doesn't like to see it.

"You're being stubborn!?" he said a little hard.

"I'm sorry ..," said Dad again.

"Yes already. I see you're fine. Later when you're home, you call Om ya!" om Suryo told me.

I just nodded. Then Om Suryo left us.

"What's this about? Is there something you're hiding?" ask my dad to be curious.

I'm just smiling. "That's it. What matters now is that I'm healthy."

"Ih, Dad turns out to be funny huh, if it's a frown?" I said with a smile.

I kissed his hands of reverence. "I just want Dad's recovery. That's all."

Before long Dad was asleep maybe still the influence of drugs.time passes quickly. I also began to sleep, slowly I fell asleep while*** sitting with my head down in my ward.

A week in the hospital, we returned home. Luckily Om Suryo is the one who bought the house and everything in it. Then my house can be occupied again.

Since Om Suryo came to the hospital. He no longer gave news. I didn't ask either. Actually I'm still curious about the requirements put forward by Om Suryo.

I don't know about the house yet and all this stuff is sold. I have not intentionally told you. Waiting until his condition recovers.

Ting ... My phone reads.

A notification of incoming messages. I read the name of the sender."About Suryo". My forehead is curious about the content of the message. I haven't touched the picture of the envelope on Dad's screen.

My activities stopped instantly. "So seriously you, son?"

I just smiled**. **Kink. Then scratch my head that is not itchy.

"What's wrong? Why and yesterday did you seem to be keeping something from Dad?"

I smiled, confused as to what to answer. Although the end only came out the answer "There's nothing Dad."

Dad just snorted annoyed. "Dad doesn't like being lied to like this."

I'm getting a little panicked. I opened the message from Om Suryo without reading the contents and immediately typed**.

(**Daddy, start to suspect Om. How'this? I still have a hard time telling him)

Long reply from Om Suryo. I'm getting restless. Dad's sharp look was like he was trying to skin me.

My dad's phone is ringing. Dad took it not far from his reach.

"Hello ..."

"..........."

"Oh Mas Suryo's. Sorry, I didn't see who called me,"

"............"

"Alhamdulillah, I'm good Mas."

".............."

"Good Mas ... I-i understand. I'm waiting for your explanation, Mas."

"............"

"Yes Mas. Assalamu'alaikum."

Dad ended his conversation with Om Suryo. I'm still down. Then remember something.

"Dad ... I forgot if I haven't completed the job application form. I live first Well," said I immediately stood up and left my father before he let me.

Half-run I entered the room. Closing the door slowly. I stroked my chest while sighing in relief.

Back I opened the first Om Suryo message I haven't read.

(Weekend later you and your father come to the house Om yes.this is the address)

a line of sentences contains the complete address of Om Suryo.

(Use the car application online. They will pay after they get home. Don't forget to tell me before you leave.)

I read a long message from him. 'Bossi once ni man?: I swear in my heart.

But this is all for my father's sake. "Hmmm .. sleep tight ah. Dnnick**."

Then I fell asleep too.