
...David Ku's...
Then I walked out the porch, and then I saw David standing in the back of his car waving at me.
"Udah is leaving, or yes!" my word.
You radiate your happiness from hidden springs. Like when the sea tides under the gentle gaze of the sun brings indescribable joy. A pair of five fingers spread to the four corners of the ocean while delivering puja to the almighty. He gives us all pleasure. He is the one to whom we go home and return.
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If I am this, who makes your smile, then he is someone else who makes your tears fall. Do not be angry at you who have made the environment so beautiful and peaceful.
"Yes, you're also at home, pray!" David Said.
"Yes, I'm just at home with my mom's dad, too, you have to be extra careful to drive!" I said.
"Yeah, I'm leaving yeah. da Assalamualaikum!" David Excited.
"Greetings waalaikun!" My answer.
I hung up the phone and waved at him, he got into the car and his car walked away. God protect my David.
Then I went to college, because a little hasty these few days I was always escorted by my father and father also again off work, maybe after the college business is finished we will be in touch with my grandmother David's house.
The days of UTS I lived quietly, and lately brother Fikri is getting closer to me like a sister. He helped me in understanding the material and exchanging ideas, yes since the camper incident yesterday we understood each other and often spent time together on campus but there was always Deva Devi.
After a busy day with college finally the semester break came. Mom's dad is busy packing for David's nyusulin tomorrow to his grandmother's house. Suddenly the phone rang the mother interjected and hurried to pick it up.
"Assalamualaikum, hello?... Astaghfirullah.yeah-yes we're coming soon!" Answer my mom on the phone.
Seeing the mother who was so shocked talking, I immediately ran towards her.
"Why mom?" My toot.
"Quick we sort out and immediately leave David in the ICU" replied my mother.
I looked at my mother with a surprised face and tears spilled. Along the way I could not stem these tears, my mother always calmed me but in my eyes there was only a shadow of David sleeping in a hospital bed with a lot of wires on his body, my mind was not calm.
God at least give me a chance to see him smile at me. Arriving in front of the hospital I immediately ran inside towards the ICU room and I saw David's father and grandmother hugging with tears running down their faces.
I walked over to them and my tears couldn't be contained anymore as Grandma David ran up to me and hugged me. I know how much it hurts my grandmother to see her only helpless granddaughter in the ICU room, and I walk towards the glass. I saw David's body filled with wires and breathing apparatus.
My heart was very sick to see it, could not bear to see the helplessness I ran towards the hospital mosque, there I poured all my pain on Him.
"O Allah, if it is our destiny to lose David, we are sincere, O Allah, but please give us the strength to accept all of this and I ask Allah to take away the pain he is feeling now, take away the pain, O God, lose it" I said in my do'a.
With tears continuing to drip, imagine David's face until I fall asleep in a sitting position. I got up and walked back to the ICU room, and walked slowly with a blank look.
I was surprised and said to my father...
"Dad!, David moved his hand"
They got up from their seats, and David's father ran to the doctor, the doctor came in. We are not allowed to enter, we can only look from the outside with anxious hope that a miracle will come back for my David.
The doctor came out and said, "the conditions are stabilizing, but not many people have found yet!"
By patting David's father on the back and passing away from us.
Even so the doctor said, I believe David must be healed, we breathe a sigh of relief finally David through his critical period.
"I'm sorry someone named Ecca, Mr. David was calling that name" said the nurse who came out of David's room.
"Yes, Come on in!" said David's father.
I looked at my mom and dad, they nodded. And I stepped in and walked slowly toward David, with all I could to resist crying in front of him.
Until I got close to him I just stood up and looked at his face that was still closed, maybe he felt someone near him slowly he began to open his eyes.
Then David started to look at me, and I opened the mask I was wearing and smiled at him.
Slowly spreading his smile, his hand slowly raised slowly, I grabbed him and I held his hand, then he put my hand on his second hand, my heart began to feel tight but I tried to endure this pain holding back from crying.
We looked at each other, he tried to talk but his voice was vague I tried to read his lips he said what was the news, I smiled because it had been almost 3 weeks we had not met, he said, david never heard from me.
"I'm good, really good, how are you?" I replied with sura who started to shake.
He replied with a nod and a smile, he started to say again...
"I'm tired!" Exclaims.
Then, I smiled.
"Break ya!" My word.
Then I confirmed the blanket, and he closed his eyes, I stood up but David's hand still held tightly to my hand as if he wanted me to accompany him here.
I sat back down and I looked at her face, unconsciously my tears began to pour out after a long time I held her back. And I kept my mouth shut so that the sound of my crying wouldn't wake David up, but David's hand was getting tighter in my hand, did he know I was crying, I tried to wipe him and tried to hold back my crying.
Slowly David's hand began to weakly hold my hand, perhaps he had already slept. I let go of my hand and came out, and my father and mother stood before me smiling at me, and they hugged me. My tears came back and I tried to wipe them to not cry anymore.
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