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Someone Has Paid
Shamir then arrived at the hospital, he immediately approached the cashier's desk. With a furious feeling Syamir encouraged himself to come to the cashier. He then handed the money he had to the cashier. But the cashier immediately refused the money given by Syamir. Shamir was surprised, did the cashier refuse the money given from him because the amount is small?
“Why Mba? I don't have any more money, that's all I have. For the rest inysa Allah I will soon pay off.” Syamir.
“Not so Sir, your bill is paid off.” Said the officer.
“What? Is that right Mba? I'm not kidding, right?”
“Betul Sir, your bill has paid off.”
“Alhamdulillah Ya Allah.” Shamir did not believe what he had just heard.
“Indeed who has paid all my bills Mba?”
“If for that I cannot tell him. His man asked us to keep his identity a secret.”
“God's glory, this man. Hopefully his kindness is reciprocated many times by Allah SWT.” Syamir.
Shamir then returned to Syahira's room, with a radiant face of Shamir approaching Syahira. Syahira himself was asleep, Syamir felt heartless if he had to wake up Syahira now. But as Shamir sat next to Shahira's bed, Syahira opened her eyes.
“Have you gone home? Where have you been all day? wait, that's your leg why else?” Syahira immediately railed against Syamir with all his questions.
“One-one Yes. So you see, I went out to find a job in order to pay for the hospital arrears because I didn't have enough money to pay for everything. Then I got a job as a porters in one of the buildings not far from this hospital. But while I was at work something happened, one of the workers almost fell on the wood, but fortunately I immediately pushed him to keep the wood from hitting him. But not seeing the wood being nailed I stepped on one of the nails sticking out of the wood so my feet were injured. When I came back to pay the hospital fees turned out to be paid off, I don't know who paid it off. I can only pray to Allah that the good of the man may be reciprocated many times by Allah.” Syamir.
“What? You don't know who paid it off? Uh, btw here your feet.” Saying Yes.
“Sya want to say Syam's feet?”
“Yes, I want to swallow.”
“Oh.”
“You've injected tetanus vaccine before?”
“Try Syam remember again. Eemmm, oh already.”
“Thank God if it's already.”
Syahira then cleaned the wound Shamir, Syamir grimaced in pain when the wound was cleaned by alcohol and removed his blood so as not to arise infection. He then smeared the wound with red medicine and covered it with gauze.
“I actually also have no intention to want to know you, actually I can also pay the cost of this hospital, but because of all the money, ATM, and so on, and my identity card was in that car so I can't do anything right now. Thank you for helping me so far.” Syahira looked at Syamir's face deeply.
“Sya talk what the hell, now Shaytan Syam wife, Sya Sham responsibility. So I do not need to feel bad, this has become a duty Syam as a husband Sya.”
Syahira then stunned when he heard the speech from Syamir just now. Now Syamir also looked at Syahira deeply. Shamir then turned his gaze back in the other direction.
“Sya, have you prayed maghrib yet?” shamir.
“Oh, come on. You want to kill me again? I'm sick Syam!” reply Syahira.
“Iya, Syamir knows Sya, Syamir does not have to say anymore to Sya that prayer is mandatory yes. now Shamir will help Sya take ablution, after that let us pray together.”
“Arggghhhh, Syammm, i hate you!”
“Syam does not care.” Sya then assisted Shamir to take ablution, after that it was Shamir's turn to take ablution.
With his feet still sore, Shamir led the prayer with Syahira. Syahira who is still wearing an infusion device follows the movement and recitation of Shamir prayers. After the usual prayer Syahira had to kiss the hand of Shamir, but now without being forced Syahira kissed the hand of Shamir as a form of respect for her husband's shamir.
The next morning, Shamir packed his things because Syahira was now allowed to leave the hospital. After everything was done, they left the hospital. Their current goal is to find public transport that can deliver them to the district terminal. With a capital of a hundred thousand Syamir funds to take Syahira back to his home in Jakarta. He believes even with limited costs he will be able to deliver Syahira to his home.
“Sya we stop here first yes. Haven't eaten since morning.”
“Oke.”
Syamir then chose a seat for the two of them, he then ordered a serving of rice and side dishes, yes only one portion. He returned to his desk with his order. Syamir then handed the rice to Syahira.
“Still, where have you?” ask Syahira.
“You eat only Sya, today Syam is fasting, so Syam does not eat.”
“Alah do not need alesan deh, I share two yes, you also have to eat. I won't eat if you don't eat.”
“No, Syam is really fasting. It's Thursday, Syam is fasting Monday-Thursday Sya.”
“Totally? But it's not mandatory. I am a mandatory fasting is still a lot of holes.”
“Later to replace yes fasting Sha broad, because it is debt. Fasting in the month of Ramadan is mandatory and if not implemented because of an obstacle it must be replaced by fasting on another day or if unable to pay kafarat. Monday-Thursday fasting is sunnah, but Sham is trying to carry it out because the reward is great. If the day of the court arrives and it turns out that the reward of Sham is less then Syam hopes that the reward of the worship of Sunnah Sham can help the deficiency. Besides routine fasting Monday-Thursday is also good for health.”
“Up to yo.”
After Syahira finished his meal Shamir then invited him to continue their journey. Shortly walk down the road finally public transportation in the form of elf cars passed. The shamir stopped the car, and they both sat down.
In the car they were both crammed with other passengers. They were both sitting close to a man who was smoking and a pregnant woman. Syahira began to grow angry with the smoker man, he then reprimanded the man.
“Woy Sir! Can't be arrested first what happens later if it comes down. Very selfish to be a person.” Syahira said, he was very upset by the man's behavior.
“Eh, Mba why to? Don't like? As long as you know this is public transport! If the Mbaknya want to be comfortable and ndak feel disturbed yes ndak need to take public transportation.” The man replied while still smoking his cigarette.
“Eh, you don't understand. Precisely this public transport do not arbitrarily own dong.” Syahira started to ride.
“Sya, stop. We don't need to find a storm with him.” Shamir broke Syahira.
“Sorry sir, my wife just got out of the hospital. His condition has not fully recovered, so I beg his knowledge from the Father. I wish his dad could stop smoking. It was also beside Mr. there was a pregnant woman, I was just afraid that his mother would breathe in cigarette smoke so that it could harm the fetus in it.” Shamir to the man.
“She's my wife. Samean who? The doctor? don't be so smart to advise.”
“Eh, that's exactly your wife! Do you want your child to be born disabled just because of that damn cigarette, huh? The doctor? Yes, I am a doctor! Your satisfaction?” shahira is really emotional.
The man was about to scold Syahira back but was prevented by his wife. The man then switched off his cigarette. Syahira became calmer at this time.The atmosphere in public transportation was again quiet. Shortly a radio then played to repel the saturation of the passengers. The radio makes a cramped and rec-cooled sound because the signal that arises is lost. Now the radio is broadcasting a local news. The content of the news was the Regent who had just been blessed with a son after ten years of marriage. Passengers of the car were delighted when they heard the news because of the good news coming from their Regent. The atmosphere of public transportation was again crowded with citizen discussions about their Regents.
“Pasti Pak Bupati seneng tenan to, wes got a child after waiting ten years over anake lanang. I became melu seneng.” Said one of the female passengers sitting not far from Syamir and Syahira.
“Yo iyo, I was horrified lahiranne last night at Hospital xxx. Pak Bupati himself loh who nganterin bojone nang hospital.”
“Iyo? Walah-walah. Lahiranne central malem to.”
Shamir felt awkward about what he had just heard. The hospital where the regent's son was born was the same as the hospital where Syahira was treated overnight. And the time the Regent drove his wife was the same as the time when Shamir helped a man whose car was stuck in a mudhole last night. Let alone the man whom Shamir helped was the Regent whom the people were talking about.
“Excuse me Mom, do you have a photo of Mr Regent?” Shamir asked the woman who had spoken.
“Oh has. Iki nang Hp.” The woman showed a picture of the Regent to Shamir.
Syamir was aghast when he saw the photo, it turned out that it was true that the man he helped was the Regent. Do not-don't the Regent also who has paid the cost of Syahira's hospital. Syamir then pat Syahira who was silent to the outside view through the car glass. Syamir then whispered something.
“Sya, I think I know who has paid the hospital fee Sya.”
“Who?” Sya astonishment.
