My Soulmate's

Aditya Darmawan's

Fahad who had just arrived at the hospital mentioned by Barakka from across the phone, he spent about fifteen minutes. When he reached the room, one man sat down blankly facing the wall, with his clothes and hands still covered in blood. Even the man who was none other than Barakka was unaware of his standing existence with an overwhelming feeling of panic.

"Bar!" call Fahad patting Barakka's shoulder tight.

"I should have finished the breng*sek!" barakka. He knew very well about his feelings, Kinan in Barakka's eyes was a woman, a upperclassman, even a sister-in-law who was full of high empathy.

"What's going on?!" fahad asked raising his voice.

"He was almost***** even almost dibu*nuh, sister," replied Barakka softly with her gaze still pointing at the same scene.

"She's bleeding a lot from her arms to her stomach, not to mention with a face covered in dirt."

Hearing the connection said Barakka, Fahad was instantly powerless to withstand the burden borne by him. Having just enjoyed happiness with Kinan, not even two months there has been a very high household test. "What's going on? Tell me!"

Barakka finally opened her voice, explaining the chronology of the events that happened to Kinan. His throat felt extremely sore as he explained everything, not to mention with an outpouring of emotion that continued to burn as if the grudge of anger had not subsided.

Fahad, who had always been a loyal listener, immediately his body slowly retreated one step after another until it ended up leaning against the wall of the hospital. Two extended families who had just arrived fifteen minutes after Fahad arrived, the four listened to what Barakka was talking about. Kinan a woman, daughter-in-law, even a child who is always cheerful and jolly now has to swallow the bitterness of reality.

Harsa who heard that was immediately shocked, Ibha swiftly held down Harsa's body like she lost balance. Not to mention with Maryam's expression, her mouth was covered with her right hand not to mention with the dancing feathers on her beautiful eyes that were ready to go down. Hasan who heard it was no less surprised, when he listened to the story of Barakka that was thrown out one word after another.

The door of the examination room opened, featuring a person with typical hospital clothing. His face was covered with a green mask and the rope was removed. Barakka who heard the voice instantly fell silent, while Fahad and the family glanced at a person who had just walked out of the room where Kinan was examined.

"What is this with the family of Kinan Abhipraya's patient?" ask the doctor about thirty years old.

"I'm her husband, Doc. How's my wife?" ask Fahad quickly.

"Because the patient got a serious wound, his arm was already sewn and his stomach was like pierced. Fortunately the puncture was not very deep, and the patient lost a lot of blood. The stockpile of blood supplies in the hospital is exhausted, so the patient needs a blood transfusion as much as five bags" explained the doctor.

"What's his blood type?" ask Fahad again.

"The patient's blood type is A, we need a blood transfusion right now. Because the patient is in critical condition, so I need as soon as possible and fifteen minutes at the latest" he explained.

"I have Type A blood" said a man who had just arrived after parking Barakka's car and cleaning the blood. Who else if not Rehan, Rehan accidentally listened to the talk of two large families even accidentally listened to the talk of Fahad who said that Kinan was his wife.

All the families turned to Rehan, even the Doctor who was tackling was only displaying his serious expression. "Then please go to the room, sister please deliver him" she said.

Rehan immediately followed the steps of the white-clothed woman, while the doctor gave permission to check the condition of the patient next. After the three men carried out their respective duties, the Abhipraya and Prambudi families threw gazes at each other in wonder. While Fahad just quietly flinching, the article he was surprised by the presence of one of the students who did not know his status with Kinan.

So inevitably Fahad must be ordinary, Barakka can overcome everything. "I think my relationship with Kinan is heard to his ears. So, Barakka take care of him!"

"Don't worry," said Barakka taking a deep breath.

"I have the same blood type as Kinan, then I will go to the same to donate blood," Fahad said immediately went to the room where the place was a place for blood donors.

"I'm a consent, I want a blood donor for my daughter. If I can't, then I can only leave it to Allah" Ibha continued, immediately following her daughter-in-law who was not too far away.

After the two men were no longer seen, the families were struck by an overwhelming fear. Two fears that kept her worried, because there are friends Barakka who know the status of two people who have not long been bound by negligence despite already knowing that Ibrahim and the chairman of the foundation will keep the marriage of two people secret but the family does not want it connected with education and feelings it certainly leads to Kinan who is lying critically in a hospital bed.

"Don't worry, he's the one who can keep a secret. I'm sure he can take care of her." Barakka opened her voice after her gaze continued to focus on the wall only after telling the chronology that befell Kinan.

"Aren't you going to wash your hands and change your clothes?" ask Hasan to speak.

"Yes, Son. You better wash your hands and change your clothes," Harsa said in the Prambudi family talks.

"Then, let me go change clothes and wash my hands." He immediately got up from the waiting room chair with an empty mind. Kinan's actions always reminded Barakka of the woman who was the second sister, who else if not Dania.

'It reminds me of you, brother. Brother Kinan has an attitude that is almost similar to yours, so can you come to see him? I'm sure, when you meet him, you'll be shocked to see the resemblance. Where are you, brother?' Barakka screamed with footsteps that continued forward without stopping with a heart that began to break and not reflect.

Fifteen minutes later, the female nurse arrived with several bags of blood from three men, Rehan, Fahad and Ibha. Two men who were one mahrom with Kinan donated one blood bag each, while Rehan only one bag as a voluntary form.

"I'm sorry, if I'm disturbing everything. I'm sorry if I'm being rude and impudent. In exchange for my actions, I will take care of this matter. Because Mr. Fahad had told me something that I had accidentally heard," Rehan said.

"It's okay, son. Thank you well," Harsa said and smiled.

"All right, then. I have permission to go home" Rehan continued.

"Thank you, Rehan. I'm sorry" Fahad said patting Rehan on the shoulder. "Honestly, I'm a little jealous because you donated daeah to help my wife" he continued, showing a sullen face.

The family who heard it just shook their heads to hear the words of Fahad just now, while Fahad only hit his nose that did not itch. A few minutes later, Barakka came again after cleaning himself because of blood stains. Now Barakka approached the family to deliver Rehan.

"I say goodbye first, sister, everyone" said Barakka immediately leaving and followed by Rehan who had uttered words containing a prayer for Kinan.

After the two men left two families, there were now five people left. Harsa, whose feelings are not good because her heart and heart are still shocked by everything, immediately sat her ass in the waiting chair. Then followed by others who sat with a distance not too far away.

"It looks like I failed to keep Kinan," Fahad said lowered his head.

"No. Do not blame yourself, maybe God is testing his servant and this is in accordance with his destiny," said Harsa closed his eyes to regulate his breath that feels tight.

Fahad did not dare to answer, his face continued to bow. After that again looked at a person who had just come out of the room in accordance with his promise, which is to pair a hose containing blood donated by the three people. The doctor who always felt at home with his mask immediately opened.

"The patient has returned to normal, we will transfer him to the inpatient room," explained the doctor and immediately went with one companion who was none other than a nurse.

The family who heard it breathed a sigh of relief, although Kinan had to be paired with an infusion hose and his eyes were still closed. At least it's back to normal, even the Doctor has said that Kinan will soon be aware of when. It could be tomorrow or the day after, because Kinan has passed a critical period due to an incision in the arm that secretes a lot of blood and a stab in the left abdomen.

'Alhamdulillah, thank you, O Rabb, ' Fahad closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

Maryam and Harsa who saw Fahad's worry also understood the man's feelings. Maryam then stroked Fahad's back which would soon collapse to make Maryam sensitive to the feelings of the child alone puppet, he pulled the tall and athletic body to enter the deck. Fahad who felt a warm touch that never shoulders immediately hid his face on Maryam's shoulder as if removing the burden and guilt due to telendor guarding the wife. Although the family has explained everything, Fahad is still a man who grew up and grew up under the care of two parents who understand high religion, making it not easy to falter when it comes to pain and suffering.

"Oh, don't blame yourself. This has become part of destiny, so let's pray that your wife will come back healthy, cheerful, and cheerful as before" whispered Maryam with her hand stroking Fahad's shoulder.

Although Fahad is twenty years old and already has a companion, in the eyes of the mother Fahad still Fahad who still needs a backrest and affection like a child. All parents when they see their children grow up, in their eyes a child is still a child even though he is two-headed, three, even four are the same.

Harsa walked up to the man who one month became his daughter-in-law to feel what her handsome son-in-law felt. He stroked Fahad's back, as if he was letting out affection through the bloodstream. "Kinan is not a weak woman, Kinan is a strong woman. I believe, Kinan will soon wake up in the near future."

"Stop blaming ourselves, we better pray that Kinan will soon come to his senses" Hasan said, taking part in the conversation between two women who are mothers.

"That's what he said, son," said Ibha.