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The End of the Story of Mr. Atmaja (Part 1)

Time continues to flow like water, human souls also stepped to pack their respective destinies. A second of Cambodia fell, and the wind blew it to the door of the tomb. Is there a distance between life and death? Everything is really limitless, like two pulses whose pulses feel, and one more pulse just crashes.

"Innalillahi wa inna ilaihi roji’un, Allahumma ajirhum fii mushibatihim, wa akhlif lahum khoiron minha. We belong to God and to Him we will return. O Allah, reward them in their misfortune and give them a better change" said Rani after covering her mouth, hearing the news that was so shocking.

"How did this all happen?" Ryan who was also surprised by Hengky's answer was unable to hold back his curiosity.

***

Flashbacks

Behind the bars, Atmaja's memory wanders on the obsolete story after story that comes like a swirling slide. His eyes suddenly piled up, realizing the time that passed could not be repeated.

"When time can I redeem," murmured Atmaja.

Now the regret in his heart is able to burn the charred error that had muzzled his senses. The black iron that lined up in front of him was not only shutting down his freedom to enjoy the outside world, but also making Atmaja really feel like a sinner.

During his time in punishment, Atmaja continued to dissolve in grief. The happy news from Hengky who finally was able to find the mooring of his heart, as well as his favorite daughter who has now also been happy with her husband who loves her very much, and who is also very happy, in fact, it is not also able to make him rise from his slump behind bars that now enclose the freedom of his life.

Yes, he continues to feel sinful with his rottenness that has even taken the life of an innocent human child. Even Daniel's vision was lost because of the crime he had committed.

"Is there still a word of forgiveness?" atmaja meronta.

In that place, an iron fence stood looming, closing the beauty of love and freedom. Only the present sense of longing is unbearable, along with silence in solitude. Now, Atmaja's heart seemed to be frozen lifeless. This time he realized that absolute freedom belongs only to the Creator.

"I must rise from this fall. Is there no future?" Atmaja tried to encourage himself.

But the more he tried, the worse the heart of Atmaja. The lonely circle behind the iron bars, really able to dominate the heart that even now sow regret along with the self that becomes easily touched. Now, only the dance of sin laughs in him, making his life ruled by nestapa.

Until that afternoon, his chest felt tight all of a sudden. Atmaja continued to hold his chest, due to pain that he was no longer able to withstand.

"Please! Help u! Lord Atmaja is sick!" shouted the other prisoner, who happened to be in one room with Atmaja. He caught the frail body of the middle-aged man, waiting for the guards to come and help him.

***

At the same time in a different place, Hengky was panting with his favorite wife. Another with Johan who rarely greeted and touched Nina because of his busy life, Hengky always had a way to always make the wife he suddenly married was in his confinement. Even his wife who had sulked because Hengky did not also let go after they played many times did not heed, until a loud bang from behind the door finally forced Hengky to get off his favorite place.

"Sengky! A phisha! Can Mama come in, son?" exclaimed Madame Atmaja while continuing to bang on the door of Hengky and Fisha's room.

"Yes, Ma. Hold on," Hengky replied while grumbling in annoyance. He immediately went down and picked up his clothes that had been scattered on the floor, as messy as the bed that had always been where they enjoyed each other.

Fisha just smiled looking at her husband who continued to grumble because his bravery was disturbed. With lightning fast, Fisha came down and ran towards the bathroom to clean up, before her mother-in-law realized what they had just done just a moment ago.

Chequek.

Hengky opened the door. Now in front of him, his mother was standing with teary eyes.

"Why mom, Ma?" asked Hengky, shocked by the condition of his mother who looked very sad in front of him.

"Papa's in the hospital, son. Heart attack. Now Papa's in the ICU," now Mrs Atmaja is unable to hold the clear grain dripping from her eye patch.

"Mama calm down, yeah. We're going straight there, Ma. Mama get ready, soon we leave," said Hengky, rubbing his mother's back.

After the mother passed from before him, Hengky closed the door and immediately followed Fisha into the bathroom to clean herself.

"Don't be perverted just dong, darling. We will do it again but not now. Quickly finish your bath, we have to go to the hospital right now" said Hengky who immediately took a bath with Fisha under the shower and cleaned her body.

"To the hospital?" ask Fisha while applying soap and rubbing her husband's back.

"Hmmm, Papa had a heart attack. Now in ICU. Come on, hurry up your bath. Don't forget to pray and take a big shower. It is likely that we will stay in the hospital for some time" said Hengky who was immediately answered with a nod by Fisha.

Fisha immediately took ablution water, before finally muttering recite do'a and immediately shower janabah to purify himself from the great hadats due to the activities he had just done with her husband. After feeling her whole body wet with water without anyone missing at all, Fisha came out of the bathroom leaving Hengky who was saying do'a and removed her great hadats as well.

***

It didn't take long for Hengky and Fisha to complete her big bath ritual. They rushed to Madam Atmaja in her room, and immediately headed to the hospital in a hurry, impatient to see the condition of Mr. Atmaja who was definitely waiting for the arrival of the three of them.

After a journey of approximately twenty minutes, they finally arrived. The three rushed down, once the car had parked perfectly. Hengky grabbed her mother's hand, and took her in half as she ran down the hallway after the hospital hallway, followed by Fisha behind her who walked swiftly following the steps of her husband and mother-in-law.

With a loud breath, the three did not give up with the length of the passage that blocked. They have been very familiar with the place, because several months Meysie was also treated in the ICU room where Mr. Atmaja had been waiting.

"Has Mr Atmaja's family come?" ask the doctor who just came out, approached two policemen who were standing guard outside the room.

"We, Doc," Hengky who heard the doctor's question from a distance, immediately replied and approached them with tension.

"Thank God, you've come" the doctor said.

"How's my papa, Doctor?" Hengky was unable to hide his worry.

"Your father had a heart attack, sir," the doctor was seen taking a deep breath.

"But last I saw him, Papa was fine, Doctor. There's nothing that surprises him either, right?" hengky said to the doctor, then looked at the two policemen guarding his father with a questionable look.

"Last, Mr. Atmaja's condition is fine. Even according to the officer who was on guard, he still followed religious activities in the correctional institution as usual days. Although ...," one of the cops' sentences hung up.

"Despite what, sir?" asked Hengky impatiently.

"Although according to a friend who was in one room with him, lately Mr. Atmaja looks moody and like a lot of thoughts," the police explained.

"So, Mr. Hengky. Stress conditions that cannot be handled properly can indeed trigger many adverse effects on health, including causing a person susceptible to heart attacks. So, it is very possible that the sudden heart attack was caused by a stressful condition experienced by your father, Mr. Hengky," explained the doctor at length.

"Then, how's my husband doing now, Doctor?" Madam Atmaja was already impatient.

"It's not stable for now, ma'am. But we will try" replied the doctor a little lethargic.

"Can we see him?" ms. Atmaja said again, it was full of tears.

"That's why I'm looking for you all. Mr. Atmaja asked the three of you, and wanted you all to meet him in there immediately," the doctor replied with an expression that was very difficult to decipher with words.

Not wanting to wait long, Madam Atmaja, Hengky and Fisha also immediately entered and met Mr. Atmaja. As soon as they entered, they really could not bear to see that usually very handsome man suddenly lying weakly there.

"Father!"

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