Prison Wound
Ten part
The man named by Ratih looked stammered as he watched the woman walk up to him. He did not think at all that his wife was in the room he was watching at certain times.
"Why do you know I'm here? When's arrival? Why not just ngabarin? It's I still have work, Mas. I have to wait for my patient's husband for a minute. Because there's something important we need to talk about." Ratih immediately hugged the man who had only been her husband for three months.
"I miss you at all. From the airport I came straight here. I went to your room but you weren't there. Keep telling the nurse that you are accompanying the patient here. Instead of going home alone, I just wait until you get out. I just came, really. Not an hour." The man named Reno hurriedly put on a smile and tightly returned Ratih's embrace. Hopefully that way the wife does not suspect his lies.
"Wait in my room, gih. I've been doing my job for a while." Ratih pinched her husband's nose with anxiety.
"No, ah. Just wait here. Close to you, though not visible directly in front of your eyes. Not being able to hug or touch, it was enough for me to feel your warmth," Reno's woo followed by a gentle kiss beside Ratih's lips.
"Choose, dreadlocks. Already, ah ... I'm going in first." Ratih's cheeks met red when he said that. After giving a spoiled pinch on the husband's chest, Ratih went back inside Riena's room.
Reno breathed a sigh of relief. However, the relief did not last long once he saw Raditya almost close to where he was standing now. As fast as lightning, Reno took the phone from his pants pocket and put the object on his earlobe as if receiving a phone call with the position of the body turned towards the arrival of Raditya.
Too excited to get news if Riena looks for him, Raditya did not pay attention to the surroundings. He went straight into a special ward for his wife.
"Bee." Raditya's eyes sparkled happily at once when he saw Riena was conscious directly with her own eyes. His footsteps accelerated to approach his wife. However, leaving one step closer to Riena's gurney, Raditya stopped his steps instead. It was none other than because she saw Riena's eyes implying a fright. The trauma is still evident. No matter how hard Riena tried to seem okay.
"Alhamdulillah .. You look fresh, Bee." Very forced words escaped from Raditya's lips. Impressed awkward and stale base. Just a hug Raditya wanted to give to Riena. However, right now he had to hold back. At the hotel, he was counseling with a friend who also works as a psychiatrist by phone. It is not that I do not believe in Ratih, but Raditya is indeed very avoidance of openness with the opposite sex whatever the reason. Her friend had already told her the things Raditya had to do to help Riena's mental recovery.
"Rie, there's already your husband. I'm staying, huh? I will come again in the afternoon. Okay?" Train to interrupt the existing awkwardness.
Raditya was a little surprised, he only realized the existence of Ratih among them. A question mark immediately crossed the man's mind. Although Riena's condition is in need of special treatment and attention, but the presence of a psychiatrist overnight with patients is not uncommon.
"Thank you, yeah, Tih." Riena replied in a soft voice. Inwardly, he wanted to keep Ratih there. But Riena's logic started to run. Of course Ratih also has other business besides himself.
"Together, Rie. You're already fine. Go home and enjoy the beautiful Island of the Gods. The streets are like your husband. Yes time to Bali just a passenger sleeping in the hospital." Ratih waved his hand as he walked closer to the door.
Hearing Ratih's words just now, making Raditya's question mark growing. For two people who just met and got to know each other, those words clearly showed a long-established familiarity.
"Oh, so. It's a coincidence, yeah. But it's true, Bee, what your friend said. You gotta get out of here. Cook a healthy person to sleep in the hospital." Raditya deliberately distorted the conversation. Although he actually wanted to listen deeply about the wife's past story with Ratih, but he put those wishes aside.
"Ay, ak---," Riena did not so continue her words. His eyes returned to tears. Even an apology he couldn't say it.
"I love you too, Bee. I love you and I don't want to live without you. I don't want to ask you for any explanation. My happiness, seeing you now is fine." How those words were said Raditya with great difficulty. His voice was clearly shaking withstanding the cries. Since yesterday, Raditya's soul was suddenly melancholy. So easily tears came out of his eyes.
Riena turned her face to the other side. He should be grateful, but why is it so hard to do so? Why exactly who is present at this time even the feeling of inappropriate accompanying her own husband?
"I pray dawn first, yeah, Bee. I pray here." Raditya rolled up the bottom of the trousers he wore to almost knee-high. Shortly after taking off the sneakers she was wearing, she picked up the wudlu inside the bathroom.
Before long, Raditya reappeared with a wet face and hair. Without a word, the man immediately stood facing the qibla in the right corner of the room. Raditya performs the duties of two rakaats very solemnly even without the title of prayer as the base.
After saying the salam omen of prayer has ended. Raditya seemed to rub his face while taking a cross-legged position. After a moment of remembrance, his hands and face both looked up, a prayer he chanted in his heart with eyes closed so full of hope. Next, continued with the prayer he recited with a voice so vibrating.
"Oh my God, Yes Robb. Thank you for the breath of life that You have given us up to this very moment. Always bless the servant and the wife of the servant with the abundance of Your love. Make us a strength, a kindness and a gift to one another. Bring our souls and bodies closer to Your Jannah. In the greatness of Your power, we give up all difficulties. With Your intervention, there will be no test without answers and solutions."
Riena's tears dripped down profusely as she softly uttered the word "Amin". His heart was touched and he was torn to hear Raditya's prayer. A glimmer of confidence arises in him-all would be fine if they lived it together.
When Radiya had already turned around and stood facing her, Riena hurriedly rubbed her wet cheeks. Slowly he tried to get down from the gurney.
Despite knowing what the wife was doing, Raditya deliberately pretended not to see. He himself was also trying hard to refrain from reaching out to help. Not no matter, Again, because Raditya just does not want Riena back hysterical and fear the physical touch of the opposite sex.
" Ay," call Riena, so soft in the ear.
"Yes, Bee...." Raditya replied with a gaze and voice that was no less gentle. His feet remained stuck. The distance is still wide between the two. For Raditya, this was torture.
"Please hug me for a moment" Riena asked, hesitating slightly with her head lowered until her chin touched her own chest.
