
The sound of the dawn adhan. For a long time Aslam accompanied Erina who was lying in the hospital. Erina opened her eyes. He saw Aslam sitting while sleeping next to him. It was enough for Erina to pretend to close her eyes.
His hand touched the sleeping and exhausted face. This guy is still the same as before. This guy's worried about her. This guy still loves her.
Erina grinned triumphantly. He was quite relieved to know that Aslam would side with him. Not in vain he acted to fall and deliberately hit his head. At that time, Erina knew that Aslam had arrived at the right time. The roar of parked cars and Aslam's footsteps approaching the dining room made his calculations on target.
"Even you dare to yell at your wife just for fear of me doing anything." He speaks for himself and feels proud.
***
The pain is so painful. Turn to the right, then to the left. It was supine and he could still lie on his stomach because his stomach was still not so prominent. Cold and unpleasant sweat kept flowing. His arms swelled and almost turned blue. It's hot cold.
Time has shown that it is time to go to the water and take ablution. Afterwards, she prepared breakfast for her husband. However, it felt weak and tired. To wake up his whole body feels all pain. How not weak, almost all night he did not sleep because he felt how much pain and wheezing his arm was. Plus nausea accompanied by a headache that sometimes appears suddenly.
I feel like I just want to cry. Things that should have gotten the attention of her husband she can't get right now. In fact, she was reluctant to announce her pregnancy considering the presence of a loved woman is impossible if her husband is willing to accept his future child who is growing in his womb.
Bening fell asleep for a moment after he performed his dawn prayer. The pain continued to appear when he moved his hand on the sidelines of his sleep. His own screeching made him wake up. And the time has shown at eight in the morning. Immediately she took off her face and prepared herself to go to the hospital to make sure Erina's condition as well as bring her husband breakfast and change of clothes. He should also check the condition of his hands while going to the hospital.
***
"Is this enough, Nope?" Mbok Narti prepared a lunchbox that Bening will take to the hospital. Lucky, Mbok Narti has prepared everything.
"Enough, Mbok. I'm sorry, I didn't help si'Mbok make breakfast. There was an abis prayer at dawn, even sleeping," the story goes.
"Gakpapa, No. This is the job of Si'Mbok. Non, that's fine, isn't it?" He then asked worriedly.
The worries from the middle-aged woman made Bening unable to tell if his hands were so sore. He did not show bruises and swelling on his hands because he wore an oversized sweater to cover it as usual. Bening did not want people to look disgusted at seeing his hand.
"Gakpapa, Ma'am. I'm doing fine. Yes, please Mbok enter his lunch box into the bag, yes. I'm going to grab the bag first up," he ordered Narti.
Once everything is ready. Clear entered the garage and found his motorbike parked pretty there. For a long time he did not use his favorite motorcycle matic. Even so, apparently Mr. Maskun always keep the parked motors maintained.
Clear approached his motorbike, then hung his food supply bag. He started and wanted to launch his bike.
"Non, No! Where are you going?" Shouted Mr. Maskun while running over when the motor driven by Bening passed out the garage door.
Stopped the motor. "Why, Sir?"
"Non, where are you going?" tired of running. "And why not use this bike? Let me the anterin Non go. Can Den Aslam this mosquito if you know Non Bening bring a motor. I will also get angry," said Mr. Maskun who was frightened.
"I'm going to the hospital. Mr. Maskun is calm, Mas Aslam is angry, really." Clapping the arm of Mr. Maskun's hand.
Surely not angry, after all Mas Aslam will be busy mgurusin mbak Erina. Bathin Bening wanted to continue her words.
After that Bening pampit forward his motorbike without caring for the cries of Mr. Maskun and Mbok Narti who worried about him because he was determined to bring the bike. It has been a long time Bening did not drive his favorite motorcycle matic. The swollen hand started to pulsate back. I have to hold on! Many times Bening cast the spell for himself.
Arriving at the hospital, Bening made sure to ask where Erina's room was being treated. Ask Mr. Maskun for free, although yesterday he drove his husband to take Erina to the hospital, he only drove to the hospital court. He said, Aslam told Mr. Maskun to go back home.
After the nurse in the information section told me, Bening immediately went there. Not to swipe, but he said to take turns to look after her. So the nurse allowed her to go to Erina's treatment room.
His steps were hesitant when he saw the door of the treatment room was tightly closed. He knocked on the door and opened it slowly. Aslam was helping Erina to sit down. That attention...Aslam was really worried about Erina.
"Hi, Mas, Ma'am." Greet them. "This is me bringing breakfast." Put a bag of food on the table. "Where is Erina's mother?" tanyanya.
"Hon, I don't want her here" said Erina clearly heard by Bening.
Aslam was speechless, he glanced at Bening with the same careless look as last night. Clear heart mengelos. He didn't like Aslam staring at him.
"Well, you're here? Didn't I tell you not to go anywhere Ampe Mas is back?" Aslam spray without wanting to see Bening's face.
"I-this is me bringing Mas breakfast," replied Bening stammering.
"No need! I can have breakfast in the hospital cafeteria" Aslam later said.
"Hon, sneak him out of here. I don't want to see his face. He almost killed me, Hon. His face was plain, but psychopathic!" Erina outrageous. Clenching his hands to refute it.
Amit-amit...Astagfirullah...Astagfirullah..
That's all you can say in your heart. Phrases of old age myths that at least can not affect the fetus.
"Okay, if I go first. I came here with good intentions. I also brought a change of clothes. The food will be eaten later. No need to go to the cafeteria," said Bening then with a sick heart. "Cheal fast, Ma'am. Sorry, I didn't do it last night." Erina turned her face away, just the look of hatred she showed clearly to Bening.
Clear out with tears dripping past her cheeks just like that. So hurtful. Aslam defends Erina more than he does...
"Hi, Sweet. Why are you here?" Greet someone when Bening almost drowned in daydreams interrupted his queue. There was still one more person he had to wait for.
"Sister Dian..."
"Sir Dian?" feeling excited himself when Bening called out to him like that. Quickly without being allowed, he sat beside Bening. "What are you doing?"
"I.." There's no way Bening would have told Frendian that his hand was hurt. He knew the grown man next to him was too open to things he could not hold back.
"Gakpapa, I just want to check up" he explained.
"Why aren't you here? Erina's brother's nursery is there." Pointing directions with his chin.
"Yes, I heard Erina went to the hospital. And it just so happened that I saw you sitting here again" he explained. "Are you alone? Where's your sweet husband?" looking for Aslam.
"Isn't it Dian's sister who's doing the chirping?" hissing made Frendian laugh bitterly. "Mas Aslam again nemenin mbak Erina.." lirihnya sad later.
Frendian looked at Bening with a look of pity. "Are you sure takpapa? This is the orthopedic part. Do you want to check up on what?" Can't hide his anxiety.
Bening smiled seeing Frendian paying attention to him.
"Why smile? Ih, you're really nervous, anyway..." Wavy-wool Clear cheeks.
"Sister!" Bening distanced himself. Feeling bad the man who wasn't her husband touched her.
"Sorry..." Frendian held out both of his hands. "I can't hold myself. You're so excited about the abis."
Not yet clear rebuked, his turn was called to be examined
"Sister, what?" he was caught off guard when Frendian followed him.
"Nemenin. Hehe..."
"Sister Dian doesn't want to look at Ms Erina?"
"Yes, later. I'll get you first."
Without arguing anymore, Bening shook his head, not thinking about Frendian's behavior. Soon, he entered and went to see Baskoro's doctor who was sitting waiting for him.
"Son, how are you? I think this is another Bening, it turns out that it is you," said Baskoro doctor warmly welcomed the arrival of Bening.
"Well I'm here, which means I'm not okay, Doc," said Bening later.
"That bill, Doc. From his pale face shows that he is not okay," said Frendian made Bening feel careless.
"You..."
"I'm a fan, Doc. Her annoying husband was accompanying.ukhmp.." her words came to a halt when Bening closed his mouth suddenly.
"Hehe, he's a crazy fan, Doc. So don't listen to his words." Bening felt embarrassed and then glared at Frendian.
"Sweet, why are you keeping my mouth shut?" Downtrodden. Though in fact he likes to tease Bening.
"Akh!" Bening shrieked as Frendian clasped his arm to be taken down from his mouth.
"Why? Why?" Panicked later.
Clear eyes glazed. He really couldn't endure the pain any longer. Moreover, the grip of Frendian's hand made the pain more pronounced.
"Huhu.doctor.this..really, very painful..." Bening thrust out his arm, revealing the sweater that covered his already swollen and bluish arm. Accompanied by her increasingly unwilling cries, she could not help remembering how much hurt her heart was right now.
Frendian and doctor Baskoro gasped for the sudden cry. For a moment they stared and did not wart. Frendian's heart was filled to witness how the pain of the Clear was responsible for the wound on his hand. Not only that, he knew the turmoil felt by the woman in front of him. Frendian felt salute because such a young girl could hide herself from the pain in her heart that had now exploded already.
Was he so cruel that he let Erina go back to Aslam and mess with the household ark that was okay? Was he that selfish just because he wanted to destroy Aslam as an outlet for his revenge on Erina who hurt him many times and now he felt he had to seize what belonged to Aslam and have it?
The girl next to him was simply too precious to be hurt. This extraordinary girl was so kind as to make her exasperation of her vexation towards Erina.
Without Frendian noticing, the mist in his eyes made him blink many times.
TB