The Bullet of Love of General Hafidz

A bunch of flowers and chocolate

Akmal is still in Jamilah's room. Alone, with no one to accompany.

Robby, who used to be in control of him, has been allowed to go home since his mother came.

At the moment he looked at Jamilah.See the sweat grains on his forehead. Akmal took a sheet of tissue. Then rub gently. Whispering in my heart.

What are you thinking? What are you dreaming of? So that I saw your sleep was very restless and tired. Didn't think we'd always meet, when you were weak. And ... I've always been helpless to see you suffer.

After making sure Jamilah was calm, he left the room. Want to perform night prayers, as well as having the ability to ask the Power. Including repeating all his worries. In prayer of hope. Even about his heart that began to fret, disturbed by the creature that is now on the bed.

There is a sense of concern for Akmal with the current state of Jamilah. It made his heart not calm. He returned as soon as he finished praying .

Upon entering the room, Jamilah was delirious. He approached.

"Mother ... Papa ... Eeegrr ..."

"Contact ... What's up?" He patted slowly to wake up and calm down.

"Cont ...." Again he called his name.

"Sir Akmal."

"What dream are you?"

"It's okay."

"You miss your Mother Papa?"

Keep silent not understanding. It was as if he wanted to recall with the shadow that was in his dream. Why the one he called Papa Mommy is not the same person as Papa Mama who came earlier.

"Sister. Can I ask you?"

"Yes. Ask what?"

He was still thinking about the dream he had just experienced. The face of the man who came in his dreams. And the events that happened to him . Until he lies here. His face looks agitated.. But ... again his head feels dizzy. He also abandoned his intentions.

"Not so, brother. My head is dizzy."

Akmal, who had been waiting for a long time for questions from Jamilah, was made to smile. Waiting, it's off.

"Already, sleep. Let's get healthy fast."

"Sister stays here, right?"

"Yes. But you also need to rest. Tomorrow I have to go back to the base. I'll sleep on that couch. Okay!"

"Favor, Brother."

Not long after, Jamilah's eyes clenched tightly. And so does Akmal. He came to dreamland shortly afterwards.

They were just awakened when the dawn prayer was heard. Along with a nurse came. He helped remove some of the hoses from his body. Including an oxygen hose in his nose.

"Thank you, Ma'am."

Now he is more free to ablaze. Although I still have to help a nurse. It's better than tayamum. The face was untouched by water at all, somehow apparently. Especially when you wake up. Just feel uncomfortable, if you look at it more. Must be dull, full of natural stains. Hehe ...

The face feels fresh with a wash of clear and warm water brought by the nurse. So that he can perform better and quiet dawn prayers on the bed. Although not perfect. Meanwhile Akmal performs worship prayers in the mosque.

After the prayer, he wanted the taste of breathing the still pure dawn air there was no pollution outside the room. Slowly he moved his feet. But it can't be moved, there's not even a taste. He kept trying. But not yet his legs can move.

What's with these legs? Are my legs paralyzed?No ....

But make sure you don't stop trying. He could finally turn his body. And made his feet dangle by the side of the bed. Even with a little sweat. Maybe it's because his body hasn't moved for a long time. It becomes stiff, he thought.

Not just get there. Keep moving her body, especially her feet. Maybe if you can put his feet on the floor, will the response later?...

Slowly Jamilah began to lower the position of his feet. Slowly pushing his body down.

Bishmij ...

Brughq ... Innalilahi wa innailaihi rojiun ....

Oh Allah ... My feet ... Let him fall on the floor next to his bed.

Akmal was so shocked by the situation of Jamilah who was now sitting crying on the floor.

"Go!" He immediately lifted the body onto the bed.

"Sister. My leg." Make sure you are sobbing when you are in bed

"It has. No cry. There's Brother."

"Sister. What's the matter with me, actually? Why don't I remember anything? My legs are also paralyzed" Jamilah said amid his sobbing.

Akmal was silent. Sometimes he takes a deep breath. And take a tissue to wipe Jamilah's tears. He was not a person who could string together words to comfort someone. All he can do is wait, listen. Hopefully with that, you can calm down.

"Patience." That's the only word he can say.

After a long time, Jamilah's cry subsided.

"We're out, yuk!"

"No, don't make fun! Already know I can't walk, invited out!"

"So, you get me a wheelchair."

Not yet answered, Akmal had already left. But before long she had returned with a wheelchair and a smile.

"How's it?"

Actually Jamilah is still reluctant. Still doubtful of himself. But seeing Akmal's smile, he couldn't resist it. He also nodded his head. He let Akmal lift his body. Until he sat quietly in a wheelchair.

Akmal pushing a wheelchair. They walked down the hospital hallway to the park. The atmosphere is still dim. Even the garden lights had not been extinguished, by the time they arrived. Understand, the imperfect sun shows itself.

Akmal brought himself down to the expanse of the garden grove. He had just stopped, when he had found a chair of oak that was split under a palm tree. Then his hand took off the wheelchair that Jamilah was sitting in.

He moved his body to the right and to the left. Running around alone. Without caring about Jamilah who smiles envious of him. Because I can't do. His movements suddenly slowed down when someone was heading towards him.

"Assynogaal, Jamilah. How is today. Is it okay, is it?"Apparently the commander yesterday.

Jamilah the accosted. Akmal who rumbled his chest.Would he come here?

"Commander. He said he came home yesterday. How are you still here?"

"I still have a little business here. I can't go home anyway, if I don't make sure you're healthy."

"Actually there is a connection between Jamilah and him," began a soft whisper echoing in Akmal's chest.

"Sir, just calm down. He's my responsibility." said Akmal.

"I can't calm down."

"Don't you believe us."

"I believe. Just ...." There was no way he could be frank if he was worried about Jamilah. Akmal has caught that.

"Your worries, my worries too."

"Yes ... The commander doesn't have to worry. There's Akmal's brother who's guarding Jamilah." Jamilah.

"Thank you, Lieutenant General. I'm picking Jamilah."

"Yes" Akmal replied briefly. He was completely distracted by the current whereabouts of Commander Santoso. Especially when glancing at the fruits and also the flowers that are still hidden on his back.

"alright. I'll go back first. Maybe I'll look at you often. Until my business here is done. And this is for you." Santosa pulled something out of his back. That is a bunch of flowers and also chocolate that is in the paper bag.

"Thank you, Commander." Accept it with pleasure. A smile appeared on his face. But when he looked at Akmal, looking sour, Jamilah refracted his smile..

"Assalamualaik."

"Wa aleikum salam" Akmal and Jamalah answered almost simultaneously.

For a moment Akmal was relieved by Santosa's departure. But his smile again had to disappear, when there were 2 people approaching him.