Take Me to Heaven

Chapter 39's

Doctor Miska is now in Farah and Dimas' room.

"What really happened to your wife?" Ask Miska curiously.

"I don't know either" replied Dimas soberly.

"Well I'll check Farah's condition" said Miska while removing the tools she needed from her bag.

Doctor Miska is now checking Farah's heart rate and veins.

"Dimas, your wife must not have eaten. He was just starving and it seemed like he was a little depressed. Or maybe he's been thinking a lot more lately?" Ask Miska to make sure.

"I don't know Mis either, but what is clear is that Bi Surti has not eaten all day Farah. And maybe he had more thoughts until he had less appetite" Dimas replied.

There was actually a sense of guilt felt by Dimas. Because of his excessive actions on Farah stress Farah to make him drop back and fall ill.

"You should pay close attention to your wife. Because this looks trivial, but the impact is very large if it continues to be left" Miska tried to explain to Dimas.

Soon, Farah opened her eyes slowly. He saw a beautiful woman he did not know.

"Hi Farah, are you feeling better now?" Asked Miska with a small smile.

Unfortunately Farah did not answer that question.

"Who are you?" Ask Farah in wonder.

Dimas then immediately answered Farah's question.

"Ra, this is Doctor Miska whom I told you about" Dimas explained.

Farah just fell silent while looking at Miska's face.

"Farah you have to eat now, I hope you do not think too much for now so that you will recover quickly" Miska said giving an understanding to Farah.

"Dimas, I'll go home first" Pamit Miska.

Dimas suddenly held Miska's arm and said "Miska is now late at night, even almost dawn you don't have to go home you sleep here later I ask Bi Surti to prepare a room for you".

However, Miska refuses Dimas' offer. Dimas finally asked to take Miska to his house. Dimas was afraid of anything happening with him on the road because at this time the streets were quiet and a lot of begal. He was worried about letting Miska go home alone, he felt responsible because he called Miska to come to his apartment.

Farah who looked at the worry on Dimas' face, felt increasingly worse and he thought that Dimas was already suing him. Especially at this time Dimas' attitude turned increasingly cold to her. It felt like he wanted to close his eyes for good he could not see Dimas' affair.

Miska's reflexes then pinched Dimas' cheeks in an anxious manner.

"Dimas, you never changed well, always stubborn" Miska said with a sweet smile on Dimas.

"Alright Dimas, I want to rest. You take good care of your wife, Bi please take me to the guest room" Miska said as she left Dimas and Farah's bedroom.

In that room now lived the two of them. A moment of awkwardness was created between them. Dimas tried to break that awkwardness by starting to open his voice.

"Farah, I'll get you some food. You have to eat" Dimas said

Farah did not answer, she was silent. Dimas then headed straight for the kitchen to pick up food for Farah.

"This is the food, you must eat. I'm bribing yah" persuade Dimas gently and patiently.

Dimas then confirmed Farah's sitting position.

Little by little Dimas fed the food to Farah's mouth. He was very painstaking in that. At this moment he was really afraid that Farah's condition was getting worse, he felt very guilty about it.

"Mas, why does my heart suddenly melt with this attitude of yours. Could it be that in my heart there is already room for you to occupy?" Farah.

Dimas who saw Farah dumbstruck while staring at himself was astonished.

"Farah, how do you look at me like that is something wrong?" Ask Dimas in surprise.

"No Mas. I want to apologize to you because all this time I have not been able to be a good wife who can serve you completely. And I'm sorry that I always bothered you" Farah said as she lowered her head.

"Thank you, because it's always there for me" Farah continued.

Farah's eyes were already glazed over. Now he only realized that all the goodness of Dimas was a sincerity not a compulsion to get sympathy so that Farah fell back.

Dimas then clasped Farah's hand.

"Farah I'm the one who thanked you. Because you still want to apologize to me for all my past actions. I realize that even though I have your body right now, I know very well that your heart is not for me. I know in your heart there's still Rendi. I'm ready to wait until you love me even if I know when it can happen". Clearly Dimas with a look of despair.

This time Farah ventured to stare at Dimas' face fixedly.

"Mas Dimas, look me in the eye. Is there still hatred for you? You are wrong Mas, at this time my sacred love that has been lost with Mas Rendi, has he returned it to me, on his face back to my heart, put my soul back on my body, because she knew that there were other people who needed all that from me" Farah said in a trembling voice.

He had no idea where he had gained the courage to express what he was currently feeling.

"I myself do not know when and where Mas Dimas got back the key to the door of my heart that has been lost so long without trace. I am confident and hope that one day Mas Dimas will always reign in my heart and soul. Although in the past Mas Rendi had stopped there to give a beautiful painting of love and finally left a fragment of grief and made a frame of memory in my past. But this time I really hope that Mas Dimas does not just stop by to give me memories. It is precisely settling to fill all the emptiness of the spaces in my heart that describes the happiness that has long been lost from me" Farah said at length without feeling the tears it escaped by itself on Farah's smooth cheeks.

Hearing Farah's words Dimas' heart was touched. He now hugged the wife's body. The two hugged while spilling all the pent-up feelings during this time. Farah cried regretfully for being too selfish and could not see Dimas' sincerity towards her all this time.

"I'm sorry Mas" Farah murmured inwardly.

At this time she did not want to be away from her husband. Now he feels back how the warmth given by Rendi to him.Dimas is able to give what he needs and always be the best for him.