Miss of Sunday

Koma

"Faris... Farisian... " Faris just closed his eyes and fell limp.

"Sir, call an ambulance. Hurry." The screams of Sunday panic were incredible.

Security started calling the nearest hospital. Then Sunday turned his gaze again towards Faris and there was a movement from him.

"Sunday..." Call Faris in a soft voice. Sunday wiped away her tears.

"Don't talk." Sunday brought his face closer to Faris.

"It hurts a lot." Rintih Faris leaning her head against the headrest.

"Yes, but after this it won't hurt anymore. An ambulance is coming soon. Be patient." Bujuk.

"If I die, don't be sad." Sunday's tears are spilling again. How could he not be sad when Faris died. Of course it would be a very sad thing for him.

"You can't be sad." Repeating Faris while grimacing withstood the pain in her gunshot wound.

"Have it. Don't talk too much. You're such a fuss."

"But if I don't die, you're gonna have to marry me." Sunday looked at Faris straight as he blinked his eyes.

He's this really. At a time like this, I can still think about it. Batin Sunday's.

"Yes..." Answer Sunday then so that Faris feels relieved and stops talking continuously. Sure enough, Faris then closed her lips and did not make any more noise. But Sunday panicked and patted Faris face slowly. The Sunday crying became more and more because there was no movement from Faris after that.

"Alright, Sun. Let's wait for the ambulance. You are calm." Mama Sunday pulled him away from Faris.

"Faris Ma's..." Sunday roaring.

"He'll be fine." Mama Sunday hugged her daughter now. Her hysterical daughter finds Faris standing behind the wheel with her eyes closed and tries to calm her down. Whatever happens to Faris, Sunday has to be receptive. The worst possibility is always there and the good possibility will never be lost if it is in His destiny. Faris is still awaited by security when the sound of ambulance sirens are increasingly heard clearly.

Soon the ambulance arrived and the medics deftly handled Faris and put him in the ambulance. Sunday was in the ambulance, crying that had not stopped. As the ambulance departed, Mama Sunday followed behind with a driver.

Sunday could not contain her tears. His prayer in the heart is directly proportional to the number of tears that are spilled. Faris still closed her eyes as an ambulance drove her to the hospital. Sunday looked at Faris who was still silent.

The hospital was in sight and ambulances entered. Immediately after arriving, the ambulance has been welcomed by medics to be taken to the operating room that has been prepared in advance when the ambulance is on the way.

Sunday is waiting at the front door of the operating room. Mama Sunday came after using a mobip ushered by a driver.

"How, Sun?" Mama Sunday's face was worried.

"Operation's underway, Ma."

From the end of the hallway looked papi and mami Faris walked in a hurry to approach Sunday.

"How is Faris doing? Is she okay?" Mami Faris asked with tears in her eyes.

"Faris will be fine, Auntie." Sunday tried to calm even though his face was swollen because he could not hide too much crying.

"How did this happen?" Mami Faris dropped her body on the waiting chair while wailing.

"Let's just pray for Faris, Auntie." Sunday embraces the shoulders of mami Faris. Papi Faris received a call from someone. Sayup-sayup Sunday heard him talking to his interlocutor from the phone.

"Do it quickly. I can't just rely on the authorities. We also have to move on our own. Check the CCTV around the site or look for other witnesses who can help the process of finding the perpetrator." Said Mr. Sasono firmly. Then he hung up the phone and approached his son.

"Quiet, Mi. Faris must be okay." He went closer to his sobbing wife.

Is this still related to Roni? Batin Sunday who sat side by side with his mother.

The operation felt very long. With prayers and wishes offered by everyone in front of the operating room. Mami Faris looks rather calm now. She still rests her head on her husband's shoulders with her eyes. Sometimes her husband squeezes his wife's fingers. Looks so sweet.

Yes, Papi Faris was also once a sailor but he was very good at treating his wife. He was very patient and seemed to love his wife. Sunday can see from how to calm his wife when panic and worry. Suddenly Sunday envied them. His papa was as good as Papi Faris. With that thought Sunday so sighed heavily.

His relationship with his father has recently begun to improve. He began to learn to draw himself closer to his father again. All this time his father never stopped attention to him even though Sunday always rejected all the goodness of his father. His father never gave up. Until finally when he saw his mother happy with om Rudi finally Sunday realized that the hatred for his father was caused because he was sad to see his mother sad. So lately he began to reopen his heart to receive back his father.

The operating room door is open. A doctor came out of there. Papi, mami, Sunday and her mother approached the doctor.

"How's my son doing, doctor?" Mami Faris asked hopefully she would get the answer she wanted.

"Sorry lady..."

"No doctor, don't say anything bad." Mami Faris is starting to get hysterical.

"We tried hard. But patients still have to be on our watch. We've put out bullets but that doesn't mean the patient has made it through the critical period. Let's pray for the patient to get through his critical period." Hearing that Faris' mom was teary-eyed with her papa embracing her shoulder. Helping her mother not to fall because her body is like limp hearing news about the state of their son.

Sunday was no less sad with the news brought by the doctor. But he also could not do anything but pray for Faris' recovery. His mother patted Sunday's back several times to calm him down. Before the doctor left, he allowed the family to visit Faris in the ICU room but by limiting it to one person. Finally, Faris' mother who was impatient entered the ICU room to see the situation of her son directly.

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Days change, time passes. This is the third day Faris was admitted to the ICU but he is still unconscious. Sunday is right next to him. Every Sunday comes to visit Faris. Today Sunday began to enter work again so after the new work he came.

When entering work, many employees expressed their sympathy to Sunday. Now they know Sunday is their boss' girlfriend so of course Sunday is the right friend to express their sympathy. While at Font, Gina asked Sunday about the development of Faris' condition after yesterday she also came to visit."

"How is he doing?" Gina asked when she met in the lobby.

"There haven't been any significant changes but he'll definitely wake up later."

"Yes, of course." Answer Gina again. However, her feelings for Faris are still the same. It has not been reduced, so Gina's attention and concerns are still that big.

Sunday looked at Faris's still-covered face.

"How are you today?" Sapa Sunday later.

"You know, every day I wish that when I enter the ICU you open your eyes and call my name. Then we talk as usual. Talk about where we're going on our next date. Or just just talking about the unimportant thing to argue until you finally give up." Sunday commented on the smiles remembering their habits every time together.

"You know, it's only been a few days but I feel like I've been missing a lot. I miss you for laughing because of your silliness. I rinsu when you make me happy with your appeal." This time Sunday blushed saying that.

"I miss walking with you hand in hand." This time Sunday put his finger between Faris' fingers.

"So get up fast. Don't you want us to be as ready as ever? Don't you miss me too?" Suddenly Sunday's tears came.

"Or are you a sleeping prince who just a kiss can wake you up? I don't like your tricks this time. So don't pretend to sleep just to get a kiss from me. You're a man, not a snow princess so don't expect much." Sunday chuckled to himself after saying that.

"Hey." Said Sunday again. "You said you wanted to marry me. How can we get married if just to open your eyes you can't. Get up so we can get married. You said you wanted to marry me and have a lot of kids. Then how can it happen if you just sleep like this. Please wake up, Ris." Sunday sobbed and bowed his head on Faris' bed.

Sunday let out all her feelings and let the white sheets get wet with her tears. He felt very sorry to see Faris sleeping in his coma.

"Sun..." Sunday raised his face and looked up at Faris. From there, Faris opened her eyes slowly.

"France..." Said Sunday lirih. Chests rumbling.