Tarnished On The Bride's Night

When Should I Be Patient?

“Ma!” Chandra panicked to find her mother's body slammed onto the floor. He immediately approached and lifted his body onto the sofa.

“Ma, wake up, Ma!” she tried to wake her mother by patting her cheek. “Ma, wake up!” Chandra turned to his wife who had been silent like a statue. “Why are you quiet, let's help me!”

“Most just plain fainting,” replied Indira did not really care.

“Indira!” snapped Chandra.

“Mas, your mother didn't expect me at all. Why would I care about it? I was sprayed instead. How, anyway.”

“Yes God, Ira .. why don't you have any feelings at all. Mama Dwi your parents too,” Chandra growled in annoyance. Not knowing what to do, Chandra picks up a cell phone and contacts all of her family.

“Ck. I have a husband, stupid. Your mama was just in shock. Raise his legs, lower his head so there is a blood supply to the brain. Next time wear this,” Indira said as she pointed at her head. She was irritated herself to see her husband pacing back and forth like a hen about to lay eggs.

“Yes, continue if you can why don't you do?”

“Its, ok, I'll do it. But after that I stayed in my room. I don't want to hear your mama back cursing at me. Just plain as it were. Here and there I also have a feeling.” Although her mouth grumbled, but Indira still helped her in-laws to be able to immediately realize from fainting. Raised his feet on the pillow, then leaned the eucalyptus into his nose.

When Mama Dwi started to blink, Indira immediately left and closed herself to the room. Behind there he felt better even though he could not avoid crying.

“Thank God, Mama is aware,” said Chandra when her most beloved woman woke up. “What hurts, Ma?”

“Hurt Mama, Son. Pain.”

“Im sorry Chandra, Ma. Sorry ...,” said Chandra hugged her mother with regret. “Chandra promise to fix it.”

Soon came Papa and also Laras who came only to convene Chandra all-out.

Since then, their relationship has been strained. It's not the same as before.

***

It's been a week since Dara and her mother went back and forth from home to the hospital to look after her father. When Dara was awake at night, Mother Ratna was awake during the day, so constantly. Razka occasionally comes to help replace, but soon because she has her own obligations, namely school and learning.

“Dek,” call Dara to Razka who is sitting next to her while playing a game. “Kok is still here? Go home! Already want maghrib, tomorrow Adek must be school.”

“What's the same news Mbak who from morning has not rested?” Razka was worried about her Mbak who looked so tired. Her eye bags are getting noticeably smaller due to lack of sleep and more crying these days. It wasn't shown, but Razka was well aware of the situation.

“No matter which important stomach stay full,” replied Dara while chewing french fries. His face remained firm with a smile that always adorned.

“When can you go home anyway, Ma'am?” This is the last time Razka asks even though the answer remains the same: “Most a few days.”

“But even if taken home, Dad can not move anymore like he used to, Ma?”

Dara immediately stopped eating and turned her head, which was where she found the look on Razka's face so poignant.

“It's okay, Deck. I still have to be thankful. Pray for a long life, yes. We'll take care of Dad together until I can move again. Can ride the car again, send the goods.”

“Razka promises that if you have passed SMA, Razka directly works.”

Dara shook her head, “Don't now, you should go to college first. Just work later.”

“We all can't expect much from Dad, Ma'am. How do we get the cost?”

Dara still persuaded him patiently, “Later will Mbak think, the important thing you focus on school, yes.”

Razka keeps shaking, “No, Ma'am. Razka wants to keep working so she can ban—”

“Stop,” Dara suddenly cut, “begini, Adek want help Mbak ‘kan?”

Razka nodded.

“Well, if you want to help, ma'am. Please make family proud of your achievements.”

“Mbak ..” Razka looked at her brother expectantly.

“Please don't break in the middle of the road, Deck. Yes?” Dara looked into Razka's eyes without a blink, waiting for an answer.

But instead of agreeing, Razka actually expressed his regret. “I love you Ma'am,” he said sound so sincere.

Dara nodded. Eyes pooling. “Mbak also love Razka. But you promise, you have to go to college.”

“Ya, Razka promises to make you proud,” Razka said finally.

“Well, it's just true.” Dara rubbed her sister's head. “After this you go home, yes. Tell me Mom, come in the morning. Tonight let Mbak take care.”

Razka nodded in agreement.

The chat became their last chat because Razka immediately left the location.

***

Not knowing how long Dara had been asleep, she woke up in the middle of the night when she felt that someone had entered the ward. Namely a nurse who is doing her job, checking the condition of the patient.

“Sorry to disturb for a moment yes, Brother,” he said that was not good because his arrival disturbed Dara's sleep.

“The situation of the Father has improved. The tension is not very high anymore, brother. Safe,” replied Sister lifting her thumb.

“What are the stages after this, Sus? So that my father can move a little more as usual? Minimum can talk.”

“Usually if that has been, as Mr. Hilman is experiencing now, the only way is therapy. Later will be directed by the doctor yes, Kak.”

“Old yes, Sus?”

“Depending on the condition of Mr,” replied the nurse later. “I don't really understand either. Tomorrow explained the same doctor.”

Dara nodded.

“This evening medicine there is not yet drunk, later assisted yes, Kak.”

“Good, Sus.” Dara immediately rushed into the bathroom to wash her face and wash her hands. Then approached his father who had opened his eyes from when.

“Dad eat first a little, yes. So that you can take medicine.”

Father nodded faintly and muttered assentingly even though it sounded not too obvious. His eyeballs also glittered like they were holding back tears. Dara tried to strengthen herself so as not to explode there because it can make Dad become more sad.

“Daddy quickly healed, so we can go home.”

Father nodded back faintly.

After doing her job, Dara came out to calm down. His head also felt a little dizzy as he woke up in a somewhat jerky manner. He leaned against the wall of the corridor while closing his eyes for a moment and exhaling deeply to feel more relieved.

‘Why is my life problem so horror? More horror than seeing ghosts.’

Clik.

There was a ringing tone of incoming messages.

‘Alif? Tumben midnight send message.’

Alif: Look to the left.

Dara immediately turned to her left and immediately found the man who was walking over.

“Alif ...,” he said softly. Dara smiled more broadly, especially when Alif thrust a funny feather pillow in the shape of a heart for her.

“Thank you, Lif. You know I need this here. But why do we have to see you at night, Lif? Kayak ghost.”

'I suspect he may be a real ghost. But ... he's on the floor, ding. Means no.'

“If noon many people. I love being quiet so I can .. cup!” a brief kiss landed directly on Dara's cheek without her trying to dodge, “ ... like this,” he added.

“You should have been scolded by Abah yesterday.”

“It was yesterday, not now.”

“You're a badboy, huh? Or maybe, all women are usually treated the same, like this?”

“Only with you,” replied Alif briefly.

“It was just a sedative sentence. I've heard it often from crocodiles.”

“I'm a different crocodile,” he said again while smiling sucks.

“All crocodiles everywhere are the same, nudge! Itching.”

“Dih, don't believe.” Alif tried to hold back the laughter. “Development of your submission letter has reached where?” tanyanya.

“You ask that three times a day, it's like taking medicine. Patience, orang, Akang! Also called process. Already know today if taking care of anything is difficult.”

“Until when do I have to patientrrrrrrrrr?” alif's protest was very long.

“Try you find busyness, so as not to feel too waiting for him.”

Wrong himself waiting for the wife of the man. If married to a grandmother's widow would be faster, her mind added.

Alif back said, “Better we marry siri first.”

“Hah?” Dara was shocked to the point of unconsciously opening her lips.

“Still less clear?” Alif brought her face closer to Dara's ear. “We married series du—lu!”

***

Seriate.

Akang, be patient with Akang!