
In the middle of the wind. He comes in a pseudo-dream implied by eternal love. Men with all-white clothing, and women who wear a white robe also stand in the middle of the vast Padang with a lot of weed plants.
Fireflies danced merrily around them, to remove the darkness that had previously made the female qolbu stuffy with her white hijab.
The shady looking man continued to carve a soothing smile. Go to the girl who looks beautiful under the moonlight.
"A', I miss you..." Qonniah said, his heart can no longer hold back the longing that has been pressing.
While extending a white chrysanthemum flower to women who are not able to receive the flower. Aaron did not reply to the statement of the woman before him.
Yes, even in the same dimension. In fact, their existence is blocked by one wall that is different from one side.
Qonniah shed tears. His originally light tongue said a sudden longing for complaining, could no longer express his longing feelings.
From another direction, a man approached with the same flower, but for this time his hand was easier to reach.
Aaron's hands decreased, while the smile was still perfectly fluffy. Until the bright light obscures the sight of eyes that are wet because of tears.
Pyaaaaaaass....
The two wet netra were open. Qonniah was dumbstruck for a while staring at the ceiling of the hospital. Strong heart palpitations. Breath stinged mixed with a sigh without a sound. It felt like she had been crying all night.
Yes, you must have felt waking up with the rest of Isaac crying that seemed real. That's how Qonniah feels tonight.
Slowly, he tilted his body. Tears also returned to shed along with the tightness that he was no longer able to bear.
One hand tightly clutching the clothes on the chest, the other hand silencing his own mouth avoiding a strong sobbing so as not to hear the mother who was sleeping on one of the extra beds.
The sky of Jakarta still looks gray, decorated with sparkling city lights that are visible from the fifth floor of a hospital that is intended for the public.
Tonight, the prime of her daughter stayed over after Nisa experienced a drop in platelets, plus a high fever to reach 40° when she just arrived yesterday afternoon. Luckily, the blood test results showed negative DHF. Her daughter had only decreased platelets and also a lack of fluids caused by hot weather.
In the lyrics, the mother is still asleep, the same as Nisa who is calm on the patient bed.The father himself chose to go home and will return after dawn. Qonni chose to stay awake and shift his grief and complain to the Maham Rahman.
At 03:44...
On the prayer mat that is still stretched, the woman who wrapped her body with white face appears to shed her tears. Read every holy verse to dispel the turmoil when longing to pierce the empty sanubari today.
Yes, Qonni had just finished the evening prayer, which was connected by a recoil. After a brief conversation with his father last night. He continued to be in the shadow of the feelings he himself was confused to describe.
Not to mention, Ilyas' sincerity is seen from the way he kissed his daughter when he was about to go home last night. In addition, A' Aaron's smile returned to visit his dreamland just now. As if overlapping led him to a calamity that he could not explain.
Finished crashing down, the woman shifted her position. Tilting your head to touch the large windows that fill almost part of the room.
"Aa, honestly I can't dodge, if I'm having trouble living an unaccompanied life" he murmured as he occasionally wiped away tears.
Qonni was always adamant for himself until the end of his life. But when tired of saying hello, she always thought of her inability to be a single mother. Or it could be because Nisa is still a child, making her unable to handle everything on her own. Yeah, right.., there's Dad and mom. But all of that would be different if only her husband helped.
Every time this heart is open. Why was it difficult for him to escape from Aaron's shadow. Could it be, He was too strong to hold his heart for Aaron. Up to him alone, it could not provide the slightest gap for anyone who wanted to enter.
...
When the sun has begun to shift, exactly at two noon. Didn't expect the glasses guy to come again with a cute pink teddy bear. It coincided with the presence of Ummi Nur and Ning Maulida. The young man looked awkwardly standing by the door.
"Son Ilyas?" Ummi smiled warmly, welcoming the man who nodded once before clenching his hands together in front of his chest.
"Mother Nyai?" his sap which then switched briefly on Ning Maulida, greeted as well.
"Kok know Nisa's here?" ask him with a smile of temptation. Many times he glanced alternately between Qonni who was slightly misbehaved and Ilyas who was also so.
"That, Ummi. Yesterday, the anther of me and Nisa, Mas Ilyas."
"Owh..." Bu Nyai Nur. While Ning Maulida also covered her mouth smiling. "So now you want to see another sick child?"
Qonni who heard that only turned his head in astonishment at once. Is Nisa my son, Ummi?
"Yes..," answered Ilyas, who made Qonni slightly frown because his son was considered a child.
"Yes, you're a snob." Bu Nyai Nur stayed away a little. Giving space to Ilyas who now appears to be approaching the fruit of Aaron and Qonni's love. While the female hijab mustard walked away, towards Bu Nyai Nur and Ning Maulida.
"U–Ummi, go home later, yes?" Qonni's whisper held back the middle-aged woman who was actually going home after being here in the morning.
"Emmm?" Glanced at the young man who was cool with Nisa. Then nod. "Get out for a second, Yuk," she asked later.
Qonni followed along, with Ning Maulida the three of them walked out of the VIP ward, and sat in the long chair that was in front of the door of the inpatient ward.
"No see?" ask him with an enthusiastic expression. "Why is it that unfortunately the young man is the same Nisa?"
Qonni's forehead is wrinkled. Confused to respond.
"He is a good young man. InshaAllah, it's suitable for you Nisa continued."
"U–Ummi... Ummi, who said that, anyway?" Qonni returned with spontaneous words that were taken out of the mouth of his mother-in-law, while both hands held tightly to the hand of Umm Nur.
"Kok, tell me what?"
"Yes, right? Qonni his wife Aa., his son Ummi."
"But in fact, Aaron is no more. It's been almost two years. The child wants to get bigger, someday it will be more difficult for him to accept the father continued."
"But, right?" Both of his neutrals were glazed. The woman nodded slowly. Until one hand Ummi Nur stacked on the back of his daughter-in-law's hand.
"Life must go on. Like you, who should get married again, Ayu. Ummi Ikhlas, if you're dating Ilyas."
Allahu Ya Karim's... Qonni was silent, not knowing what to answer. Why did everyone like to urge him to be together with Ilyas? Can't he just get a chance to choose someone else? Not a friend of her own husband? Qonni's mind was increasingly filled with anxiety.