My Old Time

Grieved

"Sir, Istighfar .. ikhlaskan mas Imron, InsyaaAllah mas Imron has calmed there," said Hendra calmed Fatma

"But my husband is still alive, Mas," Fatma continued, hugging her husband with sobs, "Mas, l woke up .. Wake up, Mas," she continued, shaking her husband's body, and shaking him, but there was no movement from the owner. Fatma is getting hitsteris made.

Hendra walked out of the room planning to tell the others.

"Hello, Ndra. How's Amel doing?" Hendra asked his son over his phone.

"Amel has not been awakened, but has been transferred to our family's private room, Dad," Indra replied, "How is Father Imron's condition, Well" he asked again.

"Imron's gone, Ndra?" His father replied in a weakened voice, "meaning father .. ," he asked hanging because he did not believe the news he had just heard.

"Yes, Son. Imron is gone, he is called the Creator" his father explained.

"Innalillahi wainnailaihi roji'un," said Indra weakened because he was grieving, his wife's condition is still weakening and his father-in-law has left them.

The saying "has fallen, hit the stairs anyway" is the same as felt by Indra today.

"You just stay there and calm Amel, let Imron Daddy take care of it" Hendra said, and was approved by his son, ending their conversation.

"Why, Ndra?" Anggita and Alya asked together after her conversation with her father ended. Yes, Anggita and Alya are currently near Indra when she receives a call.

"Papa Imron cannot be saved" Indra replied with a face full of sadness.

"Innalillahi wainnailaihi roji'un," said Anggita and Alya simultaneously, they also felt lost because all this time the father of his best friend they had considered as his own father.

"You and Anggita are better off going to Airlangga Hospital now, Mama Fatma needs you" Indra said and was approved by them. Without waiting any longer, they immediately came out and walked towards Airlangga Hospital.

"Honey .. father is gone, he left us all," said Indra weakly with a hand that still gently stroked his wife's hair,

"Darling, let's get up. You want to see the father for the last time" said Indra then kissed his wife's forehead reverently interjected with tears.

If anyone saw Indra's current condition, surely no one would believe that she Indra, Indra's cold, cute, arrogant figure now turned into a meek Indra figure.

While at Airlangga Hospital at this time the situation is not conducive, Mama Fatma has not accepted the departure of her husband. She cried on her husband's chest and wished for a miracle, but it seemed like everything was in vain.

Anggita and Alya who have just arrived try to get closer and calm Mama Fatma.

"Tante, I'm sorry for the loss of Imron, who is patient aunt," said Alya, Fatma immediately embraced Alya's body tightly when she heard her voice.

"Om Imron is gone, son. He has left all of us" said Fatma accompanied by sobs her hitsteris.

"Yes, aunt Ikhlaskan well departure om Imran. So let this nurse open all these tools," said Alya trying to persuade Fatma, "don't.

"Tante, listen to Alya ... Alya knows how aunty feels right now, aunty certainly is not ready to lose Imron om. But, what aunt does not pity the same om Imron, he was very tormented with the tool and his body must be taken care of immediately," explained Alya again, Fatma tried to digest all the explanations from Alya.

"Auntie agrees, right?" he asked again, and was finally approved by Fatma.

Alya takes Fatma out accompanied by Anggita, he deliberately gives room for the nurse to carry out her duties.

There is still Hendra and Roy waiting for them, both feel a little relieved because Alya and Anggita managed to persuade Fatma. Seen on the face of Fatma full of sadness plus bruises due to the actions of criminals who kidnapped her has not subsided.

"The most painful thing is when the person you love leaves you"