SURVIVING BECAUSE OF STATUS

REALNESS

The fact that you took care of my father and mother all this time has embarrassed me, plus the reason the woman did it was only to apologize from me. I really don't know what to say. I am honestly excited to hear your story.

They had no blood ties, but I could see how sincere you were taking care of your father, reminding him of his medication schedule. With mom the same. My dad never had blood sugar, but today I just found out about it. So too with the high blood pressure my mother suffered.

Forgive your selfish servant, even sick parents do not know the woman I hate the most, willing to sacrifice her time and energy to take care of them.

I have been here for a week, until now I still do not do anything even all the needs of father and mother, still the woman who takes care of it. I'm so embarrassed to have bad thoughts about the pregnant woman. I'm trying to figure out how I can thank him.

“mbak think what?” I looked at the source of the voice, the person I was thinking of was in front of me right now, he was sitting in the chair next to me. At the back of the house. I kept my lips locked tight. Don't know what to say.

“mbak, this father's medicine I have separated perhari”, giving a small bag package containing a small plastic clip containing medicine. I lyrically at a glance, the woman was laying on the table beside me.

“mother does not need to take regular medicine, just enough vitamins.do not let her think too much, keep her feelings. So too with father. Hopefully the arrival of mbak makes them healthier” he said.

She knows more about my parents than I do about my own

“why are you doing this” my tone is flat, without turning my head, my gaze straight ahead.

“sorry if I am presumptuous, I just want to make up for my mistake to mbak fira. As long as I know all the chaos in my family, I'm the cause. Travelling mbak, pain of father and mother.sickness mas amir. It was all for my mistake. The only way - I have to make everything go back to how it was. I realized I was just a normal human being who could not turn back time. This is all I can do”.

Somehow there was an invisible hand squeezing my heart, Hearing this woman's words.How could she change so quickly.

Tears I can't stand. Slowly slab

“what if I don't forgive you” my question is still with a straight look forward.

“that right mbak fira, I realize my mistake is too big and inappropriate to be forgiven” what kind of answer it is. Who turned this woman into a sincere woman like this. This shame is getting bigger, I hate her she who sincerely seeks my forgiveness.

I thought I was the woman who suffered the most, and it turned out that my departure caused the same suffering as those I left behind.

“must be grateful, mbak left people who love mbak, husband, parents, in-laws, even bang fatih did everything to protect mbak fira. Different with me” silent for a moment I glanced at the woman. Shoulders vibrate.

“i shunned my loved ones, I need affection from papa and mama, but they don't want me” her crying is becoming more and more.

What the fuck is he, why does his story make my eyes hot.

“i get affection not from my own biological parents, precisely from the parents of women I hurt. They genuinely love me. I don't know how to thank my parents for these women's words.it reassured me that everyone must change. Shoulders shaking. I stood up in front of him.

This woman was flabbergasted, she stood up with a face of fear.

“hush, I should thank you for taking care of my father and mother until they are healthy. Replacing my duties as a child during this time my” rubbed his shoulders slowly, to ease his cries.

“after this let me take your place, your stomach is big should be a lot of rest

“what could fira forgive me? ”what kind of question it is.

“what do you expect after all the kindness you did”tanyaku

“honestly yes mbak, I would be very happy if I could not forgive me”

I still deserve to hate this woman, it feels too selfish if I still hang on with my heart. His sacrifice has melted my hatred.

there's no reason for me to hate this woman after the great sacrifice she made for my family. Actually I wanted to ask you about the money transfer. A number too large for an Andara. Seeing this woman's life now is very much different from Andara when she became my honeymoon first.

we were equally silent for a moment.

“sayang, I looked everywhere turned out to be here. Called mr”

that's the sound of the mood-destroying. I don't know why until now I'm still upset to hear this man's voice.Wait,, since I came back, this man has lost his cultural nature. Good at least my head lightly didn't hear the prank.

I walked ahead of Mas Amir, approaching the father in the living room

“Rania when delivered here, I've been kangen”kanya mr. Rania was at my in-laws' house, since the arrival of Anisa picked her up at the airport, my in-laws were kangen she said.

“fira don't know sir, how are you doing now?”ask me to divert the conversation.

“bapak has been feeling more healthy since your arrival, maybe a happy feeling can speed up healing” he said again, rubbing my head.

“pak, this tea” voice mom gives a cup of warm tea for dad

“lho, don't bu later his blood sugar..”prevent me.

“quiet, do not use sugar” mother's answer makes me relieved. I just want them to be healthy, I don't want to lose them. I always pray that they will be given long life.

“Mother,,,Rania kangen” the little girl ran towards me. God we haven't met in a week. I hugged her face tightly.This is the longest time I've parted with Rania.

“Mother is also very happy with Rania”answerku

“Assalamualaikum..”two people behind Rania, rania,

We answered in unison, nisa and mom. I approached them I embraced my mother-in-law.

“forgive fira bu” I hate her son but not her mother. I love her as much as I love my own mother

“it's okay, fira came home it has made mom happy once” he said sincerely this woman kissed my forehead. There's a sense of comfort there.

“sorry, Nisa just brought Rania here. Nisa Kangen, tau-tau is already big Rania”

“nothing that matters Ranianya seneng, yes nak” I asked to turn my gaze on Rania

“Rania seneng mama, invited to the streets continue the same ounty nisa”binar happily surfaced from my daughter's face.

“bang, here's the shirt, now you have to go home, so you don't need to sleep at home anymore, narrow house if there is a big brother” hand over a big suitcase to Rania's father.

So all this time?

“abang it if at home like a big boy,

“what cooking mom,?”

“ nisa get brother drinking”

“bu clothes that yesterday put where”

“keep up let alone ya, sucks!!” nisa's hand scratched her head that was covered in hijab as if she was thinking. Everything in this room is broken.

No exception to me, the land crocodile turned out to be the son of the mother.

***

A month passed, I no longer hated Andara. The fact that my husband does not live in a house with Andara further strengthens me that, Andara has really changed. I see every day he always gets up early to prepare breakfast for us before tini mbak comes.

I who initially just saw it now had intervened, I helped him prepare breakfast every morning. Now that you're good at cooking is another reality that makes me flabbergasted. It used to just make warm milk alone can not now let alone warm milk a difficult meal menu he could. If God wills, He can turn the heart of anyone He wants.

I intend that after the health of my father and mother is completely recovered I will return to Kalimantan. Keep living there.I'll make sure before I come back I don't want to bring revenge. No matter what happens, I will learn. To make my life normal without burden.

The sound of the house bell rang out,

“let me open, mbak fira continuein just pity you are afraid late breakfast” attention this woman to father not amen-play.

You wash her hands in the sink. Dry with a clean cloth. Then hurry to the living room. I continued cooking vegetables and making warm milk for my father

“koq rumah g say first, he said still next week” Andara's voice sounded until the dining room. I wonder who the voice spoke to sounded spoiled.

"can't I give a surprise to my beloved wife”answer from a man.

“dad...”the boy who just walked it ran limped. Name's kenzy. She's only 2 years old. Cute kid. The boy I hated because I thought Mas Amir's son. It's nothing, I just don't want Rania's affection to be divided.

I see them, harmonious families. The man spread his arms to welcome the boy who was busy with his toys.

Your husband I've never seen him before. Foreign face.

“Bad son not” the boy shook his head.

“hmmm..during dad stay ngerepotin mama g” again the boy shook his head. I was anxious to see Kenzy moving her head left and right. Chubby cheeks her eyes perfectly round like Andara's eyes. I unconsciously smiled to see it.

“mbak this dr. My husband's angga” Andara approached me in the dining room. This man is your husband.

“how are you, I Syafira glad to meet” I said laying hands in front of chest.

“ fun to meet with mbak syafira, homecoming I want to explain everything mbak. forgive me” said this man down deep.

What is this, he just came to apologize. We have never met or had any relationship before.

“hai, how are you. How was the seminar successful?”rania's father suddenly descended from above. Interrupting our conversation.

“success, alhmadulillah. It should be next week. But I speed up kangen with kenzy. Yes dear” men kiss his son gaunt.

“cih, kangen same kenzy what mom. Bucin g ngaku” ledek Father Rania.

“both lah”. Embracing Andara's shoulders and kissing her head covered in hijab.

I saw sincerity in his eyes.

“you g to the office?” ask this clean and tall man.his body is firm, handsome also your husband.

I don't know why there's a happy bang in the chest looking at this little family.

“breakfast first dong. just left” to go where, is not this man already fired. I don't know why I feel sorry to remember that Amir was fired. Working in that place was his goal from a long time ago.

“nak angga when to come" Mr out of the room

"just until sir" Andara's husband approached the father he kissed the hand of the father with reverence. God, what a moving sight.

“kenzy carry grandpa. Let daddy take a bath” dad took the boy from his dad. Hugged my father tightly, as if they had blood ties. Your kindness has taken the hearts of all of us, I agree this woman deserves it because of her sincerity.

“mbak, I'm sorry to nyiapin Mas Angga” Andara say goodbye. I nodded while smiling. Lost my hate for my ex-wife.

***

After dinner we gathered in the family room. Kenzy and Rania are busy with their toys. Mom and dad rest in the room after taking the medicine. The room is located next to Andara's room.

“my arrival accelerated, because Andara gave news that mbak Syafira came home.” husband Andara opened the conversation. I was surprised what it had to do with me.

“so all the root of the problem was originally from me mbak, I feel responsible to explain everything” silent for a moment

“me and mas Amir introduced Andara, I was married to her at that time, six months after her status was widowed.I am interested in her because This woman is so sincere in helping people who suffer from the same diseases as her. Rarely are women let alone young want to do that”

From the story flows.

The hospital where you are cared for is a family with a pride, so the greatest desire is to make his father proud of his achievement because of his own efforts without the help of his parents.

Andara's husband is a psychiatrist or psychiatric doctor and youara happens to be the patient.

He was determined to build a special clinic for children with OCD disorders such as those experienced by women. From there he knew Amir because Andara gave his contact.

After consulting with Rania's father, Angga's company funds are not sufficient for the construction of the new building until completion.ahirnya mas Amir volunteered to invest his capital in Angga company. How happy Angga was then.

In addition to the construction work, the company is also willing to be an investor for the clinic.

Angga gave Andara account because the company account is still in process at the bank concerned.

Angga did not want to ask his father for help, as he wanted to build a new company without the help of his parents.

“i don't think it will cause big problems mbak” said kenzy's father.

“mas advised edo if it has been transfer say mas first do not tell you, fear of misunderstanding, mas still overtime until the end of the year. Head office request report all completed before changing years.” That was my message to Edo at the time.

“arrival mas kekampung that time also want to explain everything” turned out to be too late, you have gone”dia lowered.

“you've gone away before I tell you the truth. As a mas husband feels useless” my husband is getting down deep. His tone was full of regret

“Mas came home looking for you like crazy, until finally came to the GLOBAL office, not the answer that mas can”

“well, brother beat him until he almost died. If it's not blocked by Reno. Maybe now you will see your husband's tombstone” the sound of a fatih bang that suddenly appeared from the living room.

“there will be no more betrayal mbak, I have promised myself to be better. The departure of mama somewhere has made me mengikhlaskan about my life, armed with a gift from mbak syafira. I get closer to the owner of life” explained Andara.

“there is no man who loves syafira more than mas amir. So happy. She almost lost her life twice for the sake of her love.” This woman begs

How foolish I was, after listening to all their explanations, I had already involved many people in the chaos of my household

“happy shafira, because after this brother also wants to be happy to have a happy family like you, have pity on this single brother. brother chased after age ”

the words bang fatih made everyone in the room shatter.

Everyone even gathered here to give me an explanation. How good God is to me I am surrounded by people who love me.

there is no need for me to doubt the truth, because there is a fatih bang that cannot fool me.

Third misunderstanding for three years unraveled already.

Note: for those who work in private offices or government offices, surely know how busy the year is. All reports must be completed before the turn of the year.