
"If everyone says bad about him, you should be the only one who says good about him. If everyone doubts it, you should be the only one who believes it. If everyone denies it, you should be the only one who justifies it."
The clear details escaped from the corner of Mimin's eyes that were lying weakly on the hospital bed when he remembered Hana's remarks about Iyan. The clear grain flowed and soaked his temple.
How could she be chosen as a woman loved by the Gods, even doubted her. While the unelected Hana who did not get a return of love from God even so trusted him. Never changed his love since childhood until before God finally married him. Never turned hostile to God, even very trusting. Hana's remarks to her about Iyan are proof of her high belief in Gods.
*****
After asking about the room where Mimin was treated to the nurses who were on guard, Dewa swung his steps through the hospital corridor. Passing busy people in the registration counter queue. Passing through these hospital workers who are busy with their activities, ranging from cleaning service, nurses to doctors. The typical aroma of the hospital wafted out so clearly filled his breathing room. One of the things that are the reason for the dislike of hospitals, is the smell of hospitals like this.
The god kept swinging his steps. Until then he passed the flower garden, exactly like the wife's favorite. Behind the flower garden is the VIP room of this Hospital. When he asked the nurse who was on guard earlier, he was informed that his wife was being treated in the number one VIP room. The god stared at the door of the VIP room bearing the number one.
The god opened the door of the room of the number one VIP room slowly. A woman in a hood lay weakly on the bed in the room. He slowly approached the bed. Until when he reached the bed, he found the beautiful face was closed with a wet temple traces of tears. The sad scenery caused a pain like sliced in the breast space. Was it me who was the reason for her crying?. Inner groaned.
"Assalamualaikum," said God.
Mimin who was closed but did not fall asleep slowly opened his eyes and found a handsome man who a few days ago was so missed and is currently dominating his mind. The man who was her husband stood beside the bed and threw a smile.
"Waalaikum salam," "answered Mimin because of his weak body condition.
The god stepped closer to where his wife was lying. Then he gently rubbed the remaining tear marks on his wife's temple. And gave a gentle, old, and pervasive kiss, on the forehead as smooth as the marble of his beautiful wife. Then he said, "Aa misses Neng Mina."
*****
Deka was driving his car to break up the morning crowd in this city. He stopped his car when the traffic light was red. Instantly his view was directed at the road sign with the words "RSU Drajat Prawiranegara 5 km". Reading the sign made him think of something. He immediately grabbed the phone from the next seat and then made a phone call to someone.
Tut's... Tut's... Tut's...
"Hello good morning, Mr. Deka." The voice of someone on the other end of the phone is none other than Devi's secretary.
"Dev, do you remember my schedule this morning?"
"Emmm... Remember Mr."
"Is there an important meeting this morning?"
"There, Sir. Meeting with Mr. Bagja of the city administration."
"What time?"
"Four ten sir."
"Is there an important schedule at 8am?"
"If there's no 8 in the morning, sir."
"Then, this morning I got late entry to the office. I'm going to visit Jasmin. Which hospital was he admitted to?"
"RSU Drajat Prawiranegara, sir."
"What room?"
"If according to information from his sister is the number one VIP room."
"Oh, okay. Thanks for the information, Dev."
"Together, sir."
After the traffic lights turn green, Deka unhesitatingly turns his car left to the hospital to visit his mistress, Jasmina Zahra.
He stopped by a nearby flower shop and fruit shop to buy hand fruit.
*****
The Hospital.
The god pulled a little chair beside the bed where Mimin lay and took a sitting position on it.
"She misses Neng Mina." He again said the sentence while rubbing the cheeks that are usually reddish but now it looks pale white.
Hearing the longing speech from the husband makes the clear details again escaped from the corner of Mimin's eye.
"Why cry?" The god again wiped the tears of Mimin who escaped falling. "Neng misses Aa too huh? To thin like this because it misses Aa," he joked.
Mimin smiled at the Lord's joke. "I'm sorry, Aa. Because it has made Neng drop tears, "sorry God.
The god clasped Mimin's hand tightly and then kissed him long ago.
"Can I tell you a story?" ask God.
Mimin nodded weakly, his eyes fixed on his handsome husband.
"If Aa explained everything, Neng would like to hear it?" ask the gods again.
The god breathed before starting to tell a story. "I have to start a story where yes," he said.
"Look. I once had a girlfriend, her name was Clara. I'm with Clara dating long enough, five years. Although my lifestyle has not been like this, although I used to forget God, but I swear by anything I never did anything that was not possible when dating Clara. Until one day I caught Clara with my brother.... " The god stopped for a moment.
"Lan-jut-kan," said Mimin stammered with weak intonation.
"That's what made me run away from home and go to this town. Until thank God finally in this city I met the angel of heaven who is now my wife." The god rubbed Mimin's cheek gently.
"I used to hate both. Hating Clara and my brother for betraying me. But just after I recited the ijab, married Jasmina Zahra bint Haji Zaenudin, I was grateful to them.
Because of their behavior, I became a match with a beautiful red hooded girl whose eyebrows as smooth as marble had been bleeding due to hit by this charming handsome man."
Mimin smiled at the final words of God.
*****
Deka has arrived at the Hospital. He parked his car in the hospital parking lot. Before descending he had time to look through the rear vision mirror, to ensure the look is already handsome maximum.
"It must look handsome, even though the original is already handsome. Much better looking than that batik. Jasmin oh Jasmin, yes you want to be the Batik. Woe to the twelve is his name," muttered Deka, monologuing while glazed.
Then Deka got out of the car. His right hand held a parcel containing various fruits. While his left hand held a beautiful bouquet of sunflowers. Flowers with bright yellow, cheerful colors that are expected to bring positive energy for the woman of her beloved who is lying sick. A prayer that the beautiful woman will soon recover from her pain.
Then Deka swung confidently towards where Mimin room was being treated.
*****
"Then about your father's words?" tanya Mimin still with the same tone of speech, weak powerless.
"Well that's him. Now the fact is that their behavior is a problem for me. Clara's pregnant and my brother's running away. Papa wants me to marry Clara. And so did Clara's father, he threatened me to take responsibility for Clara's pregnancy. Replacing my brother who ran away.
Luckily Clara's dad still gave me a chance to find my brother. By agreement, if I can't find a brother, then I should marry Clara. And tomorrow is the last day of my chance to find brother.” The gods tell the problem as clearly as possible.
“Makanya I want to go to Bali to find a brother. And I beg you, Neng pray Aa yes, so that you can quickly find brother. I don't want to marry Clara, Neng. Hix... Hix... Hiks..” God sobbed to imagine what it would be like if he had to marry Clara.
“Who is his brother's name?” ask Mimin.
“Deca.”
“Deka?” mimin was shocked.
“Iya Deka.”
“My office friend is named Deka.”
“Complete name Radeka Bastian.”
“Radeka Bastian.. “ minutes Mimin. Coinciding with the sound of the door breaking open and at once Mimin's gaze was diverted to the handsome man standing at the door carrying a fruit parcel and a bouquet of flowers.
“Pak Deka... “ Ogre Mimin back, while staring at Deka who is still standing at the door.
A moment later the Lord turned his head, turning his gaze towards the direction Mimin's eyes were fixed on.
Suddenly he was shocked to look at the handsome man standing at the door. Likewise with Deka, he was surprised to find his sister sitting next to Mimin while holding her hand tightly.
“Bang Deka...”
“God...”.
The god got up from his seat and quickly approached Deka. His left hand grabbed the collar of his brother's shirt violently. While his right hand was already clenched, preparing to vent his anger. But a moment later the outpouring of anger that had been flaring hot turned cold to muffle. Astagfirullah. His inner.
“Bang Deka, home Bang. Solve your problems with Clara. I beg you,” the door.
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Season 1 End's.
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