On Bed Om Rudy

Family soul mate

“We have to do a blood transfusion as soon as possible and your mother's blood type AB rhesus negative, what blood type, Myla?” ask Wilma's doctor before she calls Satria. The blood stock needed by Aunt Katrin is empty and is a blood type that is quite difficult to find.

“Unfortunately my blood type A rhesus positive, Doc Mom, so what about my mama?” Myla was starting to look anxious. From behind the window they both saw Aunt Katrin whose face was as pale as a corpse and Om Rudy who was sitting beside his bed waiting for Aunt Katrin. The man could only hold the weak hands of Aunt Katrin drooped and kissed the back of the hand.

“Then I will contact Satria, maybe she can help your mama, she's her son right? Let's hope their blood types are the same and Satria can donate her blood to your mama,” replied Wilma doctor. Gently stroked the young woman's shoulder, Wilma's doctor said goodbye to her room to call Satria.

Myla sat on the waiting room bench, looking at the back of the doctor Myla who was away. Suddenly someone offered him a box of milk and a cup of sandwiches. The girl looked up and found Demian's face smiling at her.

“I suspect that you haven't eaten yet, yes ‘kan? Do not let your stomach acid recur, you must be strong for your mother. Eat yes,” bargain Demian who opened the bread packet and thrust it to Myla. The girl did not refuse she was already hungry but had not had time to fill her stomach.

“Thank you, aren't you going to the office?” asked Myla quietly in between her chews.

“It's weekend Mother branch head, so I will accompany you here, I can be useful for anything,” Demian's joke that greeted Myla's thin smile.

“How about Aunty Katrin?” demian asked as he looked straight at the window of Aunt Katrin's treatment room.

“Mama needs a blood transfusion, it's a pity that your blood stock is empty in this hospital so Wilma's doctor tries to contact ... Mas Satria, hopefully the blood matches.” Myla stuffed her used bread parcel and milk box into a plastic bag. He walked towards the trash can that was located at almost the end of the hospital.

“What Satria have been contacted?” Demian still asked because the boss was at the hotel enjoying his honeymoon.

“Doctor Wilma is contacting him at this time, apart from his complicated second past I hope mas Satria will do something for mama.” Myla sat down next to Demian. The girl's face looked tired and still grim.

“You need not worry, as far as I know he is a good man, if to others he is good and cares especially to his own family.” Demian's gaze laughed, he was not expecting the nature of Satria but indeed Satria like that, behind the cold and arrogant attitude Satria is a warm and caring figure towards others.

“How long have you known Satria?” ask Myla who has a hunch if Demian and Satria are not just ordinary superiors and subordinates. Demian rolled his eyes while trying to count.

“Engh ... since the two years of Sparkling's establishment in the city of M, before Dora the tomboy joined us. Why ask like that?” Demian glanced at Myla at a glance.

“You are like knowing Satria for a long time, saying about this and that Satria,” Myla replied while leaning against the wall. Demian's little laugh came after Myla said her sentence just now.

“Nearly six years with him I think I can already read it inside out. Even his pleasure of dating girls just last night was already an open secret of Sparkling's core team.”

“Hah? Satria likes to do one night stand?” myla is shocked.

“Hu umh .. He thought with so much vengeance and heartache his mother could forget, adored girls and dumped them just overnight. Until he finally hits a pregnant woman in the supermarket parking lot, Satria becomes transformed. Yes ... maybe indeed falling in love can change someone drastically.”

“You mean, that woman is Liany?”

“Yes, who else, destiny might work for them. On the night Liany was about to give birth, the online taxi Liany was riding on strike, Satria also delivered it and accompanied the birth of her baby. Miraculous is not a coincidence created for them?”

“I don't know that story, probably because I'm too busy at the office so didn't have time to listen to Liany.”'s story Myla is downcast, she gets more and more familiar with the love story of Satria and Liany. Demian did know Satria well so knew the journey of the relationship between Satria and his cousin.

From the other end of the hospital hall came two people they had just discussed, Satria and Liany. Myla is increasingly convinced that they deserve to be together, handsome and beautiful, really harmonious. The girl tried to defend herself with the fact that she should be grateful for having an older brother who had been caring and protecting her.

“Iya, temenin Myla, I guess he needs a friend chatting here,” Demian said, “That's the arm why, Mr Boss?” point at Satria's reddish upper arm.

“I just finished blood donation, for ... my mama,” said ‘mama’ spoken Satria still feels stiff on her tongue.

“So it's true Satria mas blood matches mama?” myla asked joyfully, unconsciously Myla slammed into Satria's chest and cried there. Relief, gratitude and gratitude mixed with fear if their mama was going to leave now, Myla's not ready for that.

“Look, everything will be fine, mama has got her blood needs, hopefully mama's condition improves,” comfort Satria on Myla by rubbing her sister's back slowly. Myla let go of her embrace and looked at Satria with Liany taking turns.

“I'm sorry I was rude and disrespectful to you guys, I'm sorry, Lia,” Myla said with her sedu. Liany pulled Myla slowly and hugged her tightly and warmly.

“This is just a misunderstanding, I also apologize for making you angry,” Liany said softly in Myla's ear. Myla's cry broke again, the girl regretted being carried away by emotions. Liany calmed her down by rubbing Myla's back repeatedly and whispering a sentence of comfort.

“The strong Myla, Aunt Katrin needs you, it's sad, we all have to look strong in front of Aunt Katrin so that she is calm and stronger to undergo treatment. I'll help you look after Aunt Katrin.”

“Thank you very much Lia, thank you very much,” whispered Myla full haru.

Demian takes Myla and Om Rudy home for a break, now Satria and Liany are guarding Aunt Katrin. Aunty Katrin's blood transfusion went smoothly so that the condition of Aunt Katrin began to improve.

“Sorry .. because Mama interfered with your honeymoon time,” said Aunt Katrin sounded weak. Liany took Aunt Katrin's hand and grasped it tightly.

“No Aunty, ehhmm Mama, we are not at all disturbed, instead we do have to be here to look after Mama.” Liany smiled as she looked at her mother-in-law. Satria took Aunt Katrin's hand from Liany and kissed her back gently.

“Mama must heal, many things we have missed and I do not miss it anymore, Mama must be in my life longer,” Satria said with teary eyes.

“Force Mama who always troubled you, Satria,” said Aunt Katrin with a raucous voice, her tears melted hearing her son who wanted to be together for even longer.

“Mama don't say that, I have many sins that I must atone for venting anger at Mama. Mama has to be strong and go for treatment, we are all there for Mama.” Satria pressed Aunt Katrin's palm to her cheek. Letting the warmth of the hand seep into his heart.

“Seeing you are happy with Liany is enough for Mama, Mama just asked, please take care of Myla, if Mama did not have time to see her married, Mama, Mama hope your sister can find the right man in her life and live happily with her family later.”

“Mama will definitely see Myla get married, Mama will also see your grandchildren born and raised together. Mama must be strong to see our happiness.” Satria tried to strengthen herself, as hard as she could to dispel her tears that began to stagnate. There was no other choice for Aunt Katrin than to nod and try to smile broadly. Her heart was strengthened to believe everything would be fine and her family gave her full attention and support. Only one is still stuck, her husband Om Rudy who still must be considered his psychic recovery after the Liany case.

Om Rudy stared at his reflection in the mirror of his wife's dresser. Aunty Katrin's makeup is still neatly lined up there. Circulating his eyes throughout the room, quiet this time felt different. His wife often left him alone in this room because of his work outside the city. However, leaving Aunt Katrin because she was a hospital patient was a different thing. He could not see the tired look on the woman's face, the pale of which was always covered in makeup and well-concealed bruises. The man grabbed his medicine bottles, all the drugs that were expected to lower his anxiety level, making him calm and able to think well. Immediately downing it with drinking water that is always available at his desk.

After taking his medicine Om Rudy moved to his study, all the goods there were neatly arranged. Slowly he headed for his large glass cabinet and crouched down to pull the drawer at the very bottom. Taken slowly a piece of old photo, two women who clasped each other's shoulders and laughed widely.

“Lily, please don't call Katrin now, I still need her. Let her be with me for a longer time.” Om Rudy rubbed a picture of Aunt Katrin with the back of her fingers.

“Life for me even longer, Kat, forgive all my mistakes. I don't know what my life would be without you later,” muttered Om Rudy.