The Crown that Be snatched

News about Safia

Uhuk....

The sound of coughing was already heard from Mr. Junedi's room.

Prangs...

The sound of broken glass also accompanied the sound of coughing Mr. Junedi.

Shakira and her mother who were still in the living room stared at each other when they heard the voice in Pak Junedi's room.

"Shakira. What happened to your father Shakira" said Ms. Astri.

"I don't know Mom. Don't-don't, something's happened to you."Shakira looks worried about her father.

Madam Astri and Shakira got up from her seat. Without taking long, they then stepped into the room to see Mr. Junedi.

Since the verdict of lung cancer early one month ago, Mr. Junedi has been unable to do activities as usual.

Usually every day Mr. Junedi went to the rice fields to hoe or do other work. But at this time, Mr. Junedi's body was already getting weaker.

Mr. Junedi is no longer able to do the heavy work. He was also no longer able to give a living to Bu Astri. But even so, Madam Astri remained patient.

She still takes care of her husband. Every day Ms. Astri sells vegetables around to meet all the needs of her life.

While Shakira, currently still living on Miss Astri.

Shakira's husband died a year ago in an accident. And Shakira has no steady income to support herself and her son.

Since her divorce from Rama a few years ago, Shakira has found a new husband and Shakira is now blessed with a six-year-old son.

One year ago, Shakira's husband died in an accident. Shakira became a widow for the second time.

"Safia... Safia.." said Mr. Junedi calling Safia while holding his aching chest.

Moments later, Astri and Shakira went into Mr. Junedi's room to see Mr. Junedi's condition.

"Mr.." said Ms. Astri as she approached her husband.

Madam Astri was surprised to see the glass break under the bed.

"The father broke the glass again" said Ms. Astri.

"Mom, forgive me. Dad wanted to get a drink. But my hand is not nyampe."

Madam Astri smiled. He then threw his body on his bed.

"Sir, if you want to drink say the same mom and Shakira. We'll take it. Don't take it yourself" said Ms Astri who felt sorry for her husband's current condition.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. I called you guys. But you don't hear."

Shakira approached her father. He then sat down on the side of his father's bed.

"Mr, tomorrow we go to the doctor. Mr. from yesterday coughing kept on sir," said Shakira.

"Not to Shakira. Father is okay. It's free to take your father to the doctor or to the hospital again. It won't heal. Because this father has been sentenced to cancer," said Mr. Junedi.

"Sir, don't say that. You must be sure that you will definitely recover from the disease," said Shakira who always gave her full support to her father.

"But it's free to go to Shakira's hospital. Waste of costs only. Our lives are in trouble too. Money from where we go for treatment" said Mr. Junedi again.

It seems that Mr. Junedi has begun to despair with the disease he suffered.

"Sir, you must be enthusiastic sir. God will not give any trouble beyond the ability of His servant. If the father is sick, God will help us to cure the father's disease, as long as he wants to try. And you have to believe that" said Shakira.

A drop of Mr. Junedi's tears flowed from his eye sockets. The tears fell until they soaked his thick mustache.

"Why are you crying?" ask Ms. Astri.

"Mr is okay. I just remember Safia. Before you die, you want to meet Safia. Mr. Kangen is with him. You're afraid, until you die you can't see Safia anymore."

"Shakira. Promise me, father, that you will find your sister Safia until you meet. Dad doesn't have much time left. Maybe soon you'll be gone forever leaving this world. But before you leave, you want to meet Safia. Ten years I waited for Safia to come back, but she didn't want to go back to this house."

Shakira shed her tears. He could not hear his father's words.

"Sir, you don't say that. You have to be excited sir. You will be healed" said Shakira.

"Yes Sir. Father don't say it like that. Mother and Shakira promise, will treat the father so that the father will recover quickly. I promise you that you will be active again to find money so that you can go to the city for treatment" said Ms. Astri.

"Mother believes that the hospital equipment in the city is very complete. If you already have a lot of money, I promise, you will bring your father to seek treatment to a city whose equipment is more complete. So that you can recover quickly," continued Ms. Astri.

Mr. Junedi smiled when he saw the sincerity of love from his wife and his eldest son Shakira.

"Shakira also promised her father that Shakira would find Safia to see you" Shakira said.

"But we want to find Safia where Shakira is. Until now we do not know where Safia is," said Ms Astri.

Shakira quiet. Suddenly he remembered the story of Rahma his best friend who had been wandering in Jakarta a few days ago.

A few days ago, Shakira met Rahma on the side of the road. They talked while Shakira and her son were eating meatballs on the side of the road. By chance, Rahma and her husband also ate at the place.

Flashbacks.

"Shakira, is this your son?" rahma asks Shakira.

"Yes. This is my son from my second husband."

"Oh... You never see Rama again?"

Shakira shakes.

"No. Since I divorced Mas Rama, until now I do not know his whereabouts anymore. I don't know where my sister Safia is either. Safia and Mas Rama, go at the same time."

"Could you do it? they promised to go, right?"

Shakira smiles.

"Yes not. For what Safia promised to go with Mas Rama. They go alone. Because of a big problem that has happened to our family. Make them go away."

"Oh..." Rahma mangosteen heard Shakira's words.

Rahma was silent and seemed to remember something.

"If it's your sister, I think I've seen her in Jakarta."

Shakira was shocked when she heard Rahma's words.

"You're sure it's my sister? when did you see my sister?"

"It hasn't been long. But he seems to have a child."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes. His son is big again. If not wrong, when I met him, he again the same way girls as Atika my son."

"With your firstborn ten years old?"

"Yes. I don't know if that's Safia's son. But I never did pangling, same face of your sister. I'm sure that the woman who was holding a little boy was like my son Safia your sister."

"Keep, you see how the little boy's face is?"

Rahma shakes.

"Maybe your sister Safia is married and already has a husband in Jakarta."

"Yes. But he never wanted to come home. I don't know why. Or maybe Safia had forgotten her family in the village. Safia is the same father and mother. Since he left, he has never told us a bit" Shakira said sadly.