My Cold Little Wife

IKYD EPISODE 158

At Tirta Hospital state F, where Ferry was treated, happiness includes the Ferry family. Because Ferry was around 17:00, responding when invited to communicate. He moved one finger as Wulan talked about Siska.

Now that the time has shown at 20:00, in the VVIP room, Ferry's parents and sister sit down on a sofa while enjoying their dinner with a slightly relieved heart.

On his bed, Ferry still closed his eyes tightly. Medical devices attached to his body rang regularly. Suddenly Ferry's right index finger moved slowly. His eyes are moving too. Slowly but surely the eye that had been closing for 10 days was open. 

Ferry narrowed his eyes adjusting the light coming into his net. The blue ceiling with a smile emoji painting welcomed his vision.

Ferry raked a few times. His head felt dizzy, the smell of medicine greeted his kiss. His body felt stiff and weak. Ferry opened his mouth.

"Siska," muttered Ferry muttering the name that came to his mind.

Ferry turned his head towards where his family was. The noise disturbed him. Wulan who had finished dinner, accidentally turned to the bed of the brother. His eyes were round looking at his brother's gaze. Complicated look. His sister looked at him and his parents. 

Wulan smothered her own mouth and stood up.

"What's Lan?"andi asked curious about the expression of the child.

"Sister Pa, brother has opened his eyes" replied Siska walking with wide steps toward Ferry's bed. Andi and his wife looked at each other and looked at the bed. The forehead shriveled the firstborn they saw. 

Overwhelmed with curiosity and haru, the two stood up and caught up with Wulan.

"Sister," called Wulan holding her fingers.

Ferry silently did not respond, but his eyes stared alternately at the three people nearby.

"Thank God, son, you're conscious" said relieved Nia, Ferry's mother.

"Papa knew Papa's son would make it through his coma" Andi added.

"Who are you?" ask Ferry quietly in a curious tone. 

Jeder!

Of course the three people felt a lightning bolt strike them. The three looked at each other. Their son's amnesiac? 

Immediately Andi pressed the bell to call the doctor. Nia holds Ferry's right-hand fingers. Nia stared lovingly and affectionately at Ferry.

"Darling time' you forgot about Mama and Papa and your own sister anyway? It's not funny how you joke, Ferry," Nia said, thinking Ferry was joking. Ferry likes to joke when he gets together with his family.

Unfortunately Ferry shook his head weakly.

"I don't remember anything, except one name" Ferry said. 

"What's my name Ferry?" tanya Ferry looked at Nia.

"Yes your name is Ferry, Ferry Nurwahyu. The eldest son of Andi Nurwahyu and Nia Laila Wati," Andi replied wiping tears from the corner of her eyes. Happy, happy and sad. Eventually his son regained consciousness, but lost his memory. It seems like the violent clash of the time of the accident was very impactful.

Ah, wait, Ferry only remembers one name, and that's not his name. Andi asked that question. They try to calm down so as not to make Ferry try to remember hard, it will make Ferry feel pain and depressed. They'll make Ferry remember everything, it's got to be the key and the key is this one name.

"Siska," replied Ferry.

"Do you remember Siska?" tanya Wulan sparkles. Thankfully, her brother remembered with his future sister-in-law.

"Only a name, his face was faint," Ferry replied closing his eyes. Before long, the doctor came and checked on Ferry. Vital all good, just need a few treatments. The problem is indeed Ferry's lost memory. 

Just remember the name Siska doang. After receiving an explanation from the doctor, the three people breathed a sigh of relief. Only temporary memory loss, not permanent. It means they have to try to restore Ferry's memory. 

"Then excuse us, sir, Madam," said the doctor.

"Thank you Doc" Andi said, bowing her body. The doctor nodded.

"I called Siska, yes" said Wulan grabbed her phone.

Andi and Nia looked doubtful. But, Siska must also know so that there is no misunderstanding. Both agree. Ferry was given a sedative, because when examined he tried to remember clearly to try to hurt himself.

Wulan immediately made a call to Siska. It didn't take long, the call was directly connected and answered by Siska.

"Halo Lan, any news on Ferry?" siska asked in a hopeful tone.

"There are two news, brother," said Wulan.

"What news?" ask Siska impatiently.

"The first news, the good news, brother Ferry has been aware, but ...," replied Wulan, with a tone of restraint and sadness. Makes Siska more curious about the second news.

Hearts are happy, sure. His girlfriend has realized. 

"Both news?" ask Siska again.

"Sister Ferry lost his memory. He only remembered one name that was Big Brother's name, but he only remembered the name instead of the face" Wulan explained in tears. Hearts sad.

Siska breathed out slowly. Siska walked towards her apartment window. Look at the night sky with the moonlight blocked by clouds. Mosquito net, like his heart. 

Siska had calculated everything. The wound on his head Ferry, must have been very influential. But Siska doesn't expect Ferry's memory to be compromised.

"Sister," called Wulan who did not hear Siska's response.

"Ah yes," said Siska.

"So, don't you think, right?" ask Wulan to worry.

At his place, Siska shook her head. 

"No Lan. Brother okay," replied Siska.

"Then quickly my sister will go there" continued Siska.

"Aren't you going to come here?" Wulan was really unexpected.

"Yes. Brother will be there," said Siska.

Wulan immediately conveyed what Siska had said. Ferry's parents, look at each other. A smile on their faces. They hope that with the arrival of Siska later, can make Ferry's memory back, even little by little. 

***

Dervish and Joya set foot in the pavilions west of the Blue Sword headquarters of N city. Bright courtyard with garden lights in front of the pavilium.

Hanging potted flower strands hanging in front of the terrace. The window is tightly closed. Only light biases of the lights they see.

"Is this the place?" ask Darwis to the bodyguard who drove them.

"Yes, sir, this is the residence of Miss Elsa, already one she occupies this pavilion" the bodyguard explained.

Darwis nodded and raised his hand telling the bodyguard to leave. Joya stepped her feet first into the terrace, knocking on her door hesitantly.

The first knock had no answer. The second knock is the same. Makes Joya upset. 

Darwis knocked on the door. The voice of the woman from within. The sound made Joya stunned and froze.

A familiar yet faint voice, one that he often heard as a child. Before long the door opened, showing a woman whose face remained fresh at an age that was no longer young. 

Joya rounded her eyes and closed her own mouth. His heart is pounding. Eyes warming. The other woman is Elsa Rianti. 

The woman just showed a smile. The face that Joya misses, the sad face that Joya likes, which can always make her feel comfortable and calm when her doubts and fears, was her childhood.

"Mother." Joya comes forward to Elsa. His tongue was weak, happiness Joya could not express with words. Elsa spread her hand. His face kept smiling.

"Come, son, come here my little princess. Your mother misses you" Elsa said in a soft tone.

Joya raised one hand, tears of course had already fallen. Joya touched Elsa's right cheek. Elsa closed her eyes as Joya's delicate fingers touched her.

"Are you Mom?" joya asked.

"Sure, who else?" ask Elsa.

Joya immediately slammed into Elsa's arms. Joya spilled everything in her arms. Elsa gently stroked Joya's back. The woman kissed Joya's forehead. Elsa's heart was happy. He was not surprised because Karina had given him a message. Will be the presence of Joya who will meet him. 

"Mother," call Joya raspy.

"Yes my darling?" answer Elsa. Joya let go of his embrace. He stared at the mother's face. 

"Can I tell you how this all happened? This isn't a custom, Mom? You're not someone else disguised as my mother, are you? It could have been a cunning woman who became a technology to outwit me," exclaimed Joya suddenly did not accept. He threw out Elsa's hand he was holding. Joya walked over to the terrace fence. 

Elsa frowning. He showed a thin smile. Joya's stubbornness is not lost in front of Elsa.

Dervish touched Joya's shoulder and shook her head. He couldn't accept Joya scolding Karina. But it must be withstood, because now this is the truth, not a lie. Darwis knows all this? Of course not! He never knew a thing.

"Son, do you have any doubts about your own mother? Yes I admit that Blue Sword is an expert in technology, but you can prove myself I'm your mother, come on in" asked Elsa.

Joya turned to Elsa. His mind and heart are at odds. His mind was just clinging to this opinion of all engineering. But the heart of a child meeting parents is also felt in his heart. The pure feeling, the instinct of a child, which he looks at now is his mother.

"Go Joya. Eliminate your doubts and get answers that can make you sure," said Darwis patted Joya's shoulder. Joya turned to her husband. Her husband's face smiled brightly, giving her a sense of trust. Joya nodded slowly. He soon approached Elsa again.

Elsa by embracing Joya takes her into her pavilion. The first thing Elsa showed me was all her paintings. Joya stared at the intricate painting. Almost all the faces of the father. But in bad circumstances. 

Joya wondered in her heart. He looked at Elsa. Requesting answers.

"The painting on this side is the state of the mother when she was still with you, and on this side is Mom's desire to repay what your father did to Mom. Eleven years in that dark room was excruciating. There is no light, only the bias that you can feel, son," Elsa explained.

Joya frowned not understanding. Elsa finally gently told me everything. How it used to be, when Karina found it and of course this past year.

Elsa knows, Joya is good at distinguishing what is good and right. Elsa had no problem telling me that. Because Joya must know. Not to separate Father and Son. But his heartache, after all, age Joya is no longer a teenager. It's time for Joya to know Reza's true behavior. 

Shows that during what Joya saw all this time about Reza only partially. Not entirely. 

 Joya showed a face of disbelief, anger, emotion, and so forth. His heart wept, hearing his father's behavior towards his wingless angel. 

Lastly, as more evidence, Elsa undressed and showed a wound on her back from a sword incision. A deep wound, which he received while protecting Reza from the enemy. Joya was still two years old.

Joya's speechless. He remembered the wound. Same wounds, same place, and all the same. 

"You remind me of Joya's wounds?" elsa asked, looking at the Joya she was behind. Joya nodded slowly. Elsa smiled with satisfaction. 

"You are my mother. Forgive your son for not believing what you said, "sorry Joya on the floor. Elsa immediately put her clothes back on and held onto both of Joya's shoulders. Joya stood up and lowered her face. Elsa held onto Joya's chin, making her lift up and look at each other.

The two then embraced back. Long enough, until the sound of Deheman Darwis is what makes them take off hugs.

Dervish smiled and immediately greeted the mother-in-law. Elsa smiled and gently stroked Darwis' hair.

"You must be Dervish, Joya's husband, right?" terka Elsa's.

Dervish and Joya looked at each other with astonished gazes.

"Do you know?" tanya wonder Darwis.

"Of course, Karina told me everything" replied Elsa. 

***

That night Joya could not fall asleep despite being in the arms of her mother. Dervish sleeps in the main building. 

Karina's question was pouting in her head. So all Karina's sayings are truth. Karina didn't lie to him. And the problem of his mother who wants revenge, Joya's heart is a little unacceptable. Which child would want to see his parents hurt each other and want to kill each other?

Joya wants her parents to get along, be peaceful and loving and affectionate. But it's never gonna happen. Just blame Reza for starting the root cause. Revenge in the heart is not as easy to remove as turning the palm of the hand.

After a long inner debate, Joya finally decides to join the mother. As well as being a good member in the Blue Sword. More comfortable being a member than his father's young mob boss. Sometimes, a member wants to be the chairman and a chairman wants to be a member. 

This is what Joya feels now. It's not easy being a young leader. The responsibility he carries is not a toy. After all, Joya has become his wife Darwis, it's time to devote her life to the husband. Being a good wife and member.

Sorry Dad, I can accept whatever you've been doing all this time. But I can't accept your treatment of my mother. Don't blame me for making you feel what you've been feeling all along. It is not appropriate for a child so, but what power. I am just a human being with a limit of patience. My heart is not as big as the ocean, Joya before finally deciding to sleep. Following the mother who has been to the dream first.