Separated From Raga
My son
Arrive at the hospital.
"Doctor help these two sisters, they're hurting, save them" said Mr. Kyai.
"Well, put it here, you can't come in, wait in front, we'll handle them" the doctor replied.
"Good doc" they reply.
"You go home to the boarding school, take care of Ms. Nyai and the two students, if there is anything directly contact me" said Pak Kyai.
"Okay sir, we will take care of them, we retreat first assalamualaikum" they replied.
"Wa'alaikum salam" the two replied.
The children returned to the pesantren.
"Azam do you remember that Rina Santriwati who killed herself?" ask mr. Kyai to wait in the waiting chair.
"Yes I still remember, what's wrong with him" Azam replied pretending not to know.
"According to the two survivors, they could be like this because of Rina, they accidentally hurt Rina and Rina did this to them" said Pak Kyai.
"Then?" ask Azam.
"I want you to solve this problem, I don't want to know you have to make Rina not wander around anymore, I don't want santriwati or santriwan disturbed again by Rina, I don't want to, it was enough he made the santri-santri stop mondok suddenly, fortunately tonight I know why the reason they stopped" replied Pak kyai.
"Alright mr. Kyai, I will clear up this problem, sir Kyai do not worry" said Azam.
The door to the ER room is open.
"How did the doctor condition the two sisters?" asked mr. Kyai to get up from his seat.
"The condition is quite severe, the two santriwati must be treated first because the wound of one of them is very deep" replied the doctor.
"Oh Allah" shock mr. Kyai.
"Sir kyai sat down first, let me handle this" Azam said.
Mr. Kyai complied and sat in the waiting chair.
"Are they both conscious, Doc?" ask Azam.
"Already, but their condition is very weak, please take care of the administration first, let them be transferred to the treatment room" replied the doctor.
"Okay doc, I'll take care of it" Azam said.
The doctor left them both.
"Sir Kyai wait here first, I will take care of his administration said Azam.
"Azam you pay for this, I'll wait here, you ask the sisters to put them in one room, give them a VVIP room only" replied the kyai gave a credit card.
"Good mr. Kyai" said Azam.
Azam went to the administration nurse.
"Assalamualaikum nun I want to pay the admistration of a patient named Ria Maharani with Amaira Diniyah, please move to the treatment room, make one room only yes sus" said Azam.
"Well" answered the nurse.
After paying Azam left the sisters how to administration.
"God is very handsome Ustadz, even polite again, bismillah prospective husband" said the sister.
"Don't dream, let's go to work again, don't think of him, he won't want to be with you" replied his friend.
"Ishh you, just break my dream" said the nurse.
"Here you go, he's gone too, we're here for work, to make money instead of looking for a mate" replied his friend.
"Who knows who can be a soul mate" said the sister.
"Don't be a lot of halu, let's go to work again" replied his friend.
Both of them continued working.
Azam continued walking until his eyes saw something that made him stop.
"The ICU room, O Allah, is Raisa's condition as severe as that to the point that she is treated in the ICU room, and how is this, should I directly help her or even let her go" said Azam confused.
"Doctor Kevin" call the nurse.
"Well, what's the matter, sister?" ask Dr. Kevin.
"What about a patient named Raisa Vallensia doctor" replied the nurse.
"What's wrong with her?" ask Dr. Kevin.
"Said the nurse administration, the school does not want to pay the cost of patient care, because the patient's condition still does not change as well, how is this doctor what we just unplug the breathing apparatus" answer sister.
"No, I'm sure the boy can still survive, he can definitely recover, don't unplug his breathing apparatus, he can die later" forbade Kevin's doctor.
"So who will pay for the doctor's treatment, he has no father and mother, no one we can ask to pay for his treatment?" ask sister.
"Let me pay, make sure no one nun pulls her breathing apparatus out without my permission" Dr Kevin replied.
"Okay doc, I'll tell all the sisters, I'm sorry" the nurse said.
"God turns out that Raisa has no father and mother, pity her, I keep driving her away, forgive me Raisa" said Azam who overheard their conversation.
"I have to find the boy until I see him, I have to ask him where his father and mother are, whether they have died or are divorced" Azam said and left there.
Dr Kevin went into the ICU.
"This kid, why do I feel so unbearable to this kid, what's really going on, I've never felt this way, who this kid really is, he said, why can't I accept that the nurse would pull out her breathing apparatus, I won't let that happen, she has the right to live, I'm sure she'll get well, he could definitely go back to school like he used to" said Kevin's doctor, seeing me still unconscious.
Azam keeps looking for me everywhere.
"Where is the boy, why did he disappear, instead of saying he wanted to come here this afternoon, why didn't he show himself, just beware I'll piss him off if I find him" azam kept looking for me.
Azam just kept looking for me.
"I've been going around everywhere, but why did Raisa never see me, where did she go, when she didn't come here" Azam said.
Azam stopped his steps.
"It's funny, it's funny, you're worried" said I saw the baby in the box.
"Hi adek sweet, cute you" said I stroked her cheek.
The little baby smiled.
"Cute girl" my gnarly.
I want to touch her cheek suddenly a hand pulls me over.
"Azam" call me in shock.
"Don't hold it, he's a kid, don't pity it, he'll cry" Azam said.
"No, what are you doing here, you want me to get here, I said I'm going home tomorrow, why are you coming here?" ask me.
"Who knows you, but you are" Azam replied.
"Why do you keep doing it here if you don't tell me?" ask me.
"I'm here again take care of two other students who are treated here with Pak Kyai" Azam replied.
"Oh that's it, don't worry about me" I said.
"Oh yes, but I don't want to say it" Azam smiled.
"Well, you're as comfortable as that?" ask me.
"What if I smile, I can't" Azam replied.
"Can't you, you'll think crazy people smile for themselves if someone sees you, they can't see me here" I said.
"It's funny to know whose son this is" Azam said.
"My son" I replied.
"You're here, you may have children" Azam said.
