One Big Dipper Two Love

Chapter 101

This is the visual of Hangga nih who is handsome to make Harum unable to move on. Never mind Harum, I just can't move on see that handsome brother. My God, there is no medicine.

Well, if this is a visual of Yuda. The 37-year-old doctor, the widower of one child, the little Fragrant Papi. Ganteng n macho ya Papi Yuda's.

Look at those two handsome guys, I'm ninu ninu. 😂😂

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A handsome man whose face is now overgrown with a thin mustache and fine fur under his chin to the sideburns, together with a beautiful clean white woman with a thin body and thin cheeks sitting on a wheelchair came a house displaying green plants

The couple are Nata and Hangga. A few days ago, they got information from Nina that Harum still has relatives in Pandeglang area, Banten. Hanges who heard the news went straight to the address Nina gave. His intention was to go alone to Pandeglang, but Nata insisted on asking to come along.

Far away traveled hundreds of kilometers to the corners of Banten, both of them swallowed disappointment because Harum was not there. In fact, the relatives of Harum's grandmother only found out that Harum's grandmother was dead.

“Jadina Harum teu aya didieu, Bah?” (So, Harum isn't here, Bah?)

“Teu aya, Jang. Even abah kakarak teurang lamun ende na Neng Harum eta tos ninggal.” (Nothing, Son. Even I just found out that my grandmother Harum is dead)

“That's it, Bah.” (Is that so, Bah?)

“Muhun.” (Yes)

“Ntos geh, Bah. Ari Ikitu we arek pamit bae permission. Hatur nuhun her, Bah.” (Yes already, Bah. Then we'll just go home. Thank you, Bah)

“Sami-sami. Engke lamun kapendak jeng Neng Harum, greetings kitu ti abah, titah ulin ka imah abah, manjangkeun silaturahmi.” (Together. Later if you meet Neng Harum, greetings from Abah, tell play to Abah's house. Keeping the rope silaturahmi)

“Insyaallah, Bah. Assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikum greetings.”

The couple only briefly visited. After hearing that Harum was not there, the two said goodbye. Hanges pushed the lethargic wheelchair occupied by his wife away from the house of Harum's relatives.

“So the Father said what, Hangga?” tanya Nata raised her head to look at the tall body of Hangga who was pushing the wheelchair behind her.

“Harum isn't there. They have not communicated for a long time,” replied Hangga staring straight ahead. The disappointment was obvious from his eyes. Though earlier Hangga was so sure to find Harum, or at least, can get information about the whereabouts of Harum from relatives of his ex-wife.

“Where else should we look for Fragrant, Hangga?”

"Already, Nata. If Harum really wants to go home, he'll come home."

"It's my fault, Hangga. I sinned as fragrant."

"Hush. Don't constantly feel guilty. You can't keep this up. Your doctor says you can't be stressed. Free your heart from guilt.”

“I want to apologize equally Fragrant, Hangga. I'd like to apologize. Does Harum not want to forgive me so Harum does not come home?"

“Harum is a good man. Without being asked, he must have forgiven you.”

“I'd like to see Harum, Hangga. I want to see Harum before I die. Huuu, huuu.” Nata was crying again. The last two years, many days passed with tears.

The man pushing the wheelchair stopped his steps. He dragged a step forward and crouched down in front of Nata. He cupped Nata's face and rubbed the wet traces on the beautiful woman's cheeks with his thumb.

“Please, Net. Don't say die. I don't want to hear it. I don't want to,” said Hangga with a vibrating voice.

“I'm not afraid of death. But, I don't want to die before I meet Harum. I want to die peacefully, Hanges. Hiks, hiks, hiks,” Nata said sobbing.

Hangga hugged Nata's body which was no longer as crazy as it used to be. “Udah, Nata. I don't want to hear you say that anymore. We'll find Harum. We must have found Harum,” he said while gently stroking Nata's back.

“If later I meet Harum, I, I, want to be taught prayer and najai equally Harum,” Nata said as he pleased in the arms of Hangga.

Hanges released his embrace. “I will teach you prayer and najai, Nata. I'll teach you.”

Nata shook his head weakly. “No, Hanges. I want it to be just as fragrant. I want to learn how to pray just as fragrant. Huuu, huuu,” said with tears that again decayed.

“Awww. Ouch.” Nata grimaced with the pain in his lower abdomen.

“We're home now huh? Strong ‘kan?” asked Hanges who answered a weak nod by Nata.

He pushed back Nata's wheelchair towards his car. Not his luxury white SUV car, but his old sedan car owned by his father. After Nata was diagnosed with cancer two years ago, Hangga decided to resign from his place of work in order to focus on accompanying Nata's treatment.

Hangga, who could not afford to pay his car installments, transferred the car to his father, and was exchanged for his father's old Vios sedan.

After conducting a series of treatments for stage 2 cancer patients such as surgery and chemoradiation, Nata was declared cured by a doctor. However, as the doctor said, the cure in cancer patients can not fully guarantee the cancer will not return. Moreover, Nata who is constantly plagued by guilt at Harum so that it makes him stressed and triggers the return of cancer that is ready to eat away at his body.

When the new Hangga will return to life by getting a new job, Nata instead re-diagnosed cancer. Forced to step back from work to refocus to accompany Nata's treatment.

The plan, after searching for Harum's presence in Pandeglang, will bring Nata back to the cancer specialist hospital in Jakarta. A week ago, Hangga had called a cancer specialist who treated Nata first, and told him about his wife who was diagnosed with cancer again. The doctor told Hangga to immediately take Nata to the hospital and meet him.

“Bapak immediately bring your wife here. Later I will help Bu Nata get a room and treatment at this hospital.” That's what the good doctor said.

Hangga felt very grateful because while undergoing treatment Nata, they were given a lot of ease and surrounded by good people. Rumors circulating that to be able to get treatment in a cancer specialist hospital is very difficult for patients who use BPJS health insurance. Must use soft money or what is the name. That's the rumor he heard.

However, Nata's journey while doing treatment at the hospital was facilitated, even though Nata was a BPJS patient. Hangga did not have enough money to finance Nata's treatment, so he registered Nata as an independent BPJS participant.

Hanges thinks it is Nata's sustenance. Except for the acute possessive attitude of Nata to Hangga, Nata is actually a good person and often helps people. And all these facilities may be the reward of the virtues of Nata all this time. So thought Hangga.

Hangga opened the front passenger door of the black sedan, then lifted Nata and sat him in the seat. Nata had swelling in his right thigh, so that his wife had a little difficulty walking. After being convinced that Nata's sitting position was comfortable, Hangga closed the door. Then he folded the wheelchair and put it in the middle seat of the car.

“Where Harum, Hangga?” lontar Nata so Hangga got in the car and sat behind the wheel.

“Harum. A minute.” The mango twists its body and then leans its body backwards to grab something from the back seat.

“This is her Fragrance.” Hanges gave the thing to Nata.

Nata smiled wryly looking at an object that was none other than a Barbie Muslim doll. It was Hanga who gave the doll to Nata. At that time, Nata caught Hangga daydreaming while looking at her reminiscence doll with Harum.

Nata asked about the doll and Hangga explained everything honestly. Unexpectedly, Nata was not angry at all and did not appear jealous on his face. Instead Nata asked the doll to accompany him during treatment at the hospital. Nata and Hangga were compact to wear tridatu bracelets typical of Bali. While the bracelet belongs to Harum, Nata necklace on the neck of a Barbie Muslimah doll that he named ‘Harum’.

“Tok us to Jakarta ya, Yang. You need to be treated there again. You have to fight again to treat your illness,” said Hangga who is focusing on driving a car.

“I do not need to be treated or even undergo treatment, Hangga. I just need to meet Harum. After that I was ready for ...”

“Udah, Nata. Don't talk that way again!” cut off the Hanges quickly. He knew what the sentence Nata would say. Surely his wife wants to discuss again about ‘mati’.

“We never know when Harum will return, or when we will find Harum. That's why you have to undergo treatment again. Let you meet Harum when Harum comes home later.”

“Betul. I have to stay alive. At least until Harum returns,” he said softly while looking at the ‘Harum doll on his lap.

“I've called doctor Yuda. He said he would help us get you a room in that hospital,” said Hangga.

“Doctor Yuda is very good with us,” Nata said.

“Hem.”

“He's married isn't Hangga?”

“Not knowing. Listen from the nurse he said duda.” Hanges glanced at Nata. “Why ask doctor Yuda. You have a crush on ya?” joking.

“If he is not married, may the doctor Yuda quickly get a mate. Hopefully soon can be a good female partner as well.”

Hangga just nodded her head in response to Nata's sincere-sounding words.

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Sorry yes I am author-authoran, so can not up much-many 😪. Sharing time with real life is difficult. I'm not good at managing time.

Yo for Entunizen. Where is the team from Hangga? Where is Yuda's team?

Btw thank you so much for the support. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________