My womb is for him

Critically

The POV Delia

I pensively received a phone call from a number I knew. She is Dian's mother's old friend of her late mother. But I cleared the feeling and then I picked up the phone that kept vibrating inside my pants pocket.

"hello,iya bu Dian, what's the matter ?" ask me to answer the phone.

"ehm, yes sorry. I just want to let you know that my husband can't attend teaching because his stomach pain is recurring" replied a woman I know as Ms. Dian.

I just agreed and then I immediately pocketed my phone into my pants pocket. Then walk to the lecturer's desk to give the news that today their lecturer can not attend because he was sick, nothing I reduce or I add-up about the condition of the lecturer.

All the students cheered excitedly because today should be their schedule of project evaluations. Without asking a lot of questions I also invite students Mr. Darul to go home, do not forget I remind that in 2 days they have a course schedule Mr. Darul.

Classes became quiet because all students chose to go home. I am still a person who is still in a room measuring about 5x8 square meters. While repackaging the books on the teaching table, my mind wandered to think what was the relationship between Mr. Darul and Ms. Dian.

I do not really understand about the personal lives of my friends, but as far as I know indeed between Bu Dian and Nirmala often disputes. In the past when the two people were at odds, the mother was always a mediator so that the two could solve their problems until there was no division. According to the mother, Nirmala's mother often felt jealous of the beauty that was owned by Dian bu when she was young, but on the other hand, Dian's mom was also jealous of Nirmala's mom who had everything.

Ms. Nirmala has a sweet face even though her skin is a little dark, she is the son of a famous property businessman in the city of Gloria. While Miss Dian is a child who was only raised by her uncle's family. About where his parents are only their family knows.

Teeeet, a long bell ringing. Signs it's time to rest. I saw the scedhule in the little notebook that I always carry in my briefcase. I see my schedule today is not so crowded, all my schedule is forced to be postponed because Mr. Darul did not attend. I also remembered the message sent by Rehan.

"i'd better see him soon" thought I hurried to order an online motorcycle taxi to the hospital.

Shortly after, a notification came in on my phone. Notify that the driver is already in front of the campus. I rushed to the driver and immediately went to the hospital.

"with Miss Delia Princess ?" ask driver ojek to me

"yes, Abdul"

"please wear the helmet first mbak, according to the point yes sak ?" at first he called me miss, then mbak, then turned again into a brother, so he was the only one.

Nggggg. Motorcycle also runs on the streets. Instantly the heat from the evaporated asphalt exposed to the sunlight felt hot hitting my body. Heat, dust, pollution into one. Plus the blazing sun on my face and head seems like it's nothing compared to people who have to fight all day working under the scorching sun.

I closed my eyes for a moment to be grateful for my profession, even though only as a lecturer assistant but my fate is much better than those who complain of fate in the streets, hot, sometimes also to rain.

"already up to brother" said the driver resuscitated me.

I got off the bike and took off the helmet I was wearing and returned it to the driver. Saying thank you does not forget to tell him because it has taken me to the destination.

I thrust my feet into the hospital building which is towering like a star hotel building. Pass through a door that is equipped with a detection device.

The tringgg tut tut tut

My body was scanned successfully, an officer smiled kindly at every visitor including me. I returned the smile with a slight nod in appreciation of her work.

"it's not Mr Darul, but who is he with ?" mumbling myself.

The elevator door opened, apparently the elevator was full. We who want to get into the elevator also wait for a moment until people come out first, then after that it is the turn that enters. But just as I was about to get into the elevator, someone called me.

"Sister Delia !!"

I kept my feet in the elevator, I turned to look at the source of the sound. While the elevator doors were not yet closed because they still thought that I would take the elevator, but I cupped my hands in front of my chest and invited me to close the elevator doors.

"Sister Delia !! "

the voice was heard again by me, but my eyes have not yet found who called me. I saw in the position of Mr. Darul was no longer there, then I swept my eyes back around the room. Until then there was a hand that patted my shoulder.

"ahh" I said surprised

"you're Delia's friend, papa's assistant, right ?" ask a girl to me.

I nodded then shook my head at one time making the girl confused as well as my behavior. I mean my nod was yes I was Delia, then I shook my head because I didn't know who the child was.

"know, I'm Selvi. The youngest son of Darul Ilyas. I again nemenin papa take care of kak here" his hand outstretched to me.

I welcomed his hand and we both shook hands. The girl named Selvi also explained to me that she was the youngest child of Mr. Darul Ilyas. I smiled accepting his words.

"so Mr Darul is really sick ?" tanyaku made sure, answered with a nod of the head by Selvi.

The watch on my wrist has shown at 11 pm, I patted the eel because I had forgotten my purpose of coming to this hospital. That's to see Rehan.

And without wasting any more time I say goodbye to Selvi on the grounds that there is little business.

Back I waited in front of the elevator standing with some people who were also going to ride the elevator. Soon the elevator door opened, and I got into it.

In the elevator there are several floor buttons to be addressed. I hit 6, the floor where Leny was treated. Almost every floor of the elevator stopped, and the elevator doors opened. Someone came out and someone came in.

Not until 5 minutes, the lift stopped on the 6th floor. The elevator door opened, and I rushed out. Walking quickly I walked down the hallway of the room that was a bit quiet because it was the room of the patients from the upper class so that the atmosphere was certainly far from the word noisy.

When I got to the VIP room of Kenanga's room, I saw nurses running around carrying pacemakers and I don't know what else the name is. From a distance I saw a man standing in front of the VIP room of Cempaka's room. Trying to peek out of a small glass at the door, tears kept flowing out of the end of his eyes.

"Han ?" I patted him on the shoulder, as he hugged me and made all his complaints against me.

Rehan cried a hiccup in my arms saying that Leny was critical again, as a friend I feel very sorry for Rehan with what he experienced.