Rainbow After the Storm

CHAPTER 7. MOVE ON

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He walked in a bit of a hurry out of the hospital canteen. His initial intention of wanting to eat there was because Erick, whom he ordered to buy food for too long on the road, ended up with a bad taste in the heart. Suddenly his appetite was gone in an instant, changing with a taste that was somehow named. The view in the cafeteria just now completely ruined his mood.

Yes, he accidentally witnessed a friendly scene between a doctor who He knew was the son of the hospital owner and Inggit the hijab nurse there. The sad girl cried, and the man gently wiped her tears.

There was a faint feeling but it was quite recognizable, infiltrating his touch slightly irritated him instantly. In a hurry he awakened himself. What the hell is going on with him. He didn't even know the girl. Their meeting was also something that was very unintentional. If the disaster of losing Meisya had not happened he would have never met the nurse. But why did his heart suddenly turn strange like this?

He walks with his unwarranted prejudices. It makes him not focus and accidentally hit someone. Her chest hit by something.

"Ohhh..!"

He looked down to see clearly who was complaining in front of him. Oh, my God, that nurse again. Inggit was still holding his forehead. His hand reflexively stretched out about to reveal the hand covering Inggit's forehead, but he regained his senses and hurriedly pulled his hand back into his pants pocket.

"Sorry." He said flat.

The face immediately lifted still holding his forehead.

"P-pak Dimas?" the girl stuttered and retreated slowly making distance.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" He repeated his apology as he looked with a sharp look at Inggit's forehead.

"I-yes, Sir. I am not careful. Not looking at the road. Sorry!"

"Still sick?"

"Ouh, Ng-no. It doesn't hurt." Inggit shook his head and stepped aside to give him the route because from now on despite being a distance but the two were still facing each other.

"Ehm, baby twins are home this afternoon." He spoke flatly, chatting away hoping Inggit would see his son again before they returned home.

"Ouh, yes, sir. Hopefully the twins can be calmer later at home with their new nanny, Dad!"

He nodded, looking for what other words He would use as a lure. Inggit seemed insensitive to what he meant. The girl asked herself to leave in front of him. Makes her ask again. This time to the point.

"Ehm, you don't want to see them before you go home?" He finally couldn't stand to be frank. Like not wanting to lose the chance to ask Inggit into her baby room again.

"Hmm, if you're allowed to."

"Follow me!" He walked ahead without waiting for the girl's answer. I don't know, a long encounter with Inggit made him instantly lose consciousness that he had just lost his beloved wife.

He stepped up charismatically. The few women they passed by were unceasingly staring at him in awe. Not a few of them even stared a little longing. It's a little bit uncomfortable to make.

He entered after knocking on the door. For a moment all who were there stared at the two with various expressions. Especially Mama and Papa who were looking at him with faces wanted to ask.

"Let's go in!" He looked back at Inggit as if he was uncomfortable with it. Fortunately Mama is easily sensitive and quickly read the situation. With a friendly smile, Mama invited Inggit in.

"Do you know anything about Inggit?" inner wondering.

"Thanks, Mom!" Inggit responded to Mama's invitation while nodding politely and taking a slow step towards her twin baby box.

"Assalaamu'alaikum, oshba. God, are you ready to go home, okay? Onty sisters will miss you very much later. You guys are calm, dad. Don't fuss about the new sisters later and don't forget the same onty sisters, yeah!"

Inggit spoke softly while gently rubbing the head of the twins covered in baby blankets. As if to know and know if the one who was stroking them was her idol sister, the two babies suddenly whined with small cries. As if sulking want to be carried by Inggit.

He and all those who were there fell silent to enjoy the scene. Inggit looked at them all like he was asking permission to carry the twins. He nodded his head when the two's eyes met.

When it was in the warm and comfortable embrace of Inggit, the brother who was first held immediately silent and calm. Not a single cry was heard anymore. He further suggested that the two children would only be calm if with Inggit.

But this time he didn't want to be selfish. The nurse has a life of her own. It is impossible, right, to ask Inggit to quit his job and become a baby sitter for his children?

Inggit unceasingly invites the twins chattering cheerfully though unrequited. Counseling the twins is like talking to children who already understand language.

After feeling enough and the two little babies really fell asleep again in peace, Inggit turned again towards them all.

"Little is calm again. Thanks, well, sir, Mom, I'm allowed to know the twins. They're smart and strong kids." Inggit said quietly and politely.

"We should thank you, Son Inggit. Somehow it would have been us if Nak Inggit hadn't come last night." her mother-in-law said kindly while rubbing Inggit's arm slowly.

"Yes, Son. Thank you very much, well, you want to be here with our grandchildren. I'm Mama Dimas and this is her Papa. Excuse me. Son Inggit, I have heard your story from my besan that you also just got a disaster. We mourn what happened to your family. You're patient, dad!" Mama says softly chimed .

While all were replying to greetings and condolences, he was busy thinking about how the fate of his children later if both really only want to the nurse. What he should do.

To neutralize the immutability of his mind, he spoke flatly, saying,

"Thank you!"

Short, solid and clear. He was not very good at small talk like the others.

Again Inggit just nodded.

After enough talk, it's time for the twins to go home. Erick has already coded if his assistant is already outside. Mama and Mama Manda carry the baby twins. While he, somehow this time want to help Erick bring the twins' equipment. He did not allow Papa to bring anything to maintain his health.

Inggit still followed them until they reached the hospital lobby. The girl had only just re-entered after their car moved slowly. He coded Erick to honk once. I look smiling there. Sweet, according to him. But the compliment was only in his own heart. He doesn't want anyone to know.

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*inspiring.

He stepped back into the nurse station. He touched his heart. Why is it like something is missing again. After yesterday, most of his heart seemed to die and be carried away, now the feeling again ambushed him even though it was not as painful as yesterday.

She missed the cries of the two babies. The manicure instantly heats up without him noticing. He realized one thing. He fell in love with these two little babies. Inwardly wondering, could he still meet the two little babies again?

Finding no answer, he chanted do'a and asa. Hopefully we can be reunited with the baby twins.

He's back on duty. Until it didn't feel like the afternoon had arrived. It's time to change the guard shift and he can go home. He was packing when Nadia and Vita came to him with a bag ready to go home.

"Where, Nggit, are you ready?" Nadia asked friendly.

"Udah, really. Stay tidy doang dikit this." he said softly while his hands were busy tidying medical record papers on the table.

"Lo bring a vehicle, Nggit? If not just go to the house you use my car."

"The stairs are ahead, sir, I think I'll pick you up. We'll see you at my house later, Dad!" Rangga had indeed sent a message if it was in front of the hospital waiting for him.

"Oh, that. Yeah, we met there."

He was ready and the three went out to the parking lot. Sure enough, Rangga had been waiting for him with a flat face as usual. Probably still upset, he thought.

He headed for Rangga's car while Nadia and Vita headed for their respective vehicles. Nadia with her papa's car and Vita loyal to her favorite matic motorbike. Yes, the economic conditions of the two partners are indeed different. Nadia comes from a family that is quite located while Vita, he is here to leave his hometown, semarang in order to pursue his ideals.

He went in and sat down beside Rangga. He tried to avoid the gaze of Rangga which he knew would soon lead to endless long questions. He was tired of not arguing all day. He had memorized how Rangga died. He will not be satisfied and stop with only a brief explanation that he hears.

Lucky this time Rangga seemed sensitive and chose to stay silent. Along the way, the two did not talk much. Just pleasant questions as usual.

"Where, tired?"

"You want to go home?"

"Not many patients today?"

Until it does not feel a little distance as soon as it has arrived. The two went down and walked together after he said his thanks.

They were still on the terrace when Nadia and Vita entered the palataran house. He waited until the two co-workers arrived on the porch and they entered. It turned out that inside there was already Lola and the others.

Already heard a piece of his story last night which became an impromptu baby sitter from Rangga, no doubt made him in droves of keppo questions from his friends.

He chose to tell in detail. Everyone was concerned to hear the sad story of the twins. Especially Sisil which is sometimes a little more.

"That's so cute, yeah, those babies. If the papa is rich, I want to be mama."

Everyone who heard wanted to touch his forehead. I still think of Gesrek at times like this.

That night was the second night. As usual he was again wracked with great sadness. He again broke into tears imagining Mama's shady face and her caring and nurturing attitude from the Papa. Ah, again he wants to blame fate, but the shadow of the condition of the twins who he thinks are more unfortunate than him makes him return to beristighfar and try to seduce the heart to try to make peace with the situation.

TBC>>>