The Light for My Husband

Rs

At the hospital a man looks careless alone in the room, the man looks lonely because no one is waiting for him there.

" Huh mending me jalan2 aja,capek really here do not say " Said Reka trying to wake up.

Every day he was in the room without much movement to make the man bored, Hani who said he would visit never come from yesterday.

The designer got off the bed and approached the wheelchair which was not far from his reach.

The man was trained to walk while holding on to the bed.

" Let's Rek you can "Say Reka strengthen herself.

The man's leg is still bandaged because the doctor said he had a crack that was severe enough that Reka had not been allowed to go home.

A few minutes of effort he was finally able to sit in a wheelchair safely.

" Uh tired of " Said Reka ngos2an.

" I used to walk a mile2 there is no fatigue, this 2 steps just feels far away " Gumam Reka sighed.

The man started pushing the chair on the left and right.

Although still sick but Reka did not want to continue in the room because he felt instead of getting healed even added to the mind.

With a limp the wheel turned slowly following the motion of the hands of the designer.

In front of the door, they opened the algae and managed to open.

The man went back and looked left right.

The nurse usually comes every 2 hours to visit the patient.

" It is quite lonely " muttered Reka smiled smallly.

The man began to paddle again and looked left right.

The flat floor made the man quite relaxed in his journey.

The design breathes in long breaths of oxygen which is suspended in the sense of smell.

" Where am I ?" muttered Reka confused.

There are 2 aisles in front of the man, do not know the state of the hospital Reka looks worried.

" Where is the park ? oh I went to the cafeteria only once, " Gumam Reka chuckled.

The man grabbed his shirt and got nothing.

" Well don't bring money "Murm Reka scratched his head.

The distance of the room and where he was far enough, the man began to worry about turning around or just keep going.

" That's right, you used to owe me no time yes later fitting back just ask the nurse to pay "Gumam Reka chuckled.

The man decided to keep pushing his wheelchair forward.

Seen in some rooms of the patient's family members waiting in front, there are chatters there are also those who just stay in the chair.

" Where are you going ?" asked a mother2 was surprised to see Reka passing by

" Hm going to the cafeteria "Reply, Reka smiled.

" Alone ?" ask the mother to look back.

" Yes "Reply to Design again.

" Where is his wife ? or which of your parents ?" asked the woman.

The silent designer did not answer.

" Want to help ?" ask the woman again.

" Don't Mom, I can answer "Reply Decent.

" really ? you hurt that ?" Said the worried mother.

The little smiling design shows itself fine2 only.

" Yeah, you're heart2 yes" said the mother rubbed the shoulder of Reka.

The designer nodded and pushed back his wheelchair.

The man felt a little warm with the stranger's concern for him.

Honestly, they have not been noticed for a long time since her Mother died, the design was like a lack of affection but lucky there was a Grandmother who was taking care of Reka until adulthood until the Grandmother had to leave forever.

The design shook his head quickly, he did not want to fall down with his current fate

" Ahh already Rek, it's not time to memek2an "Gumam Reka slowly.

The man encouraged himself even though he was actually a fragile man.

Arriving at the kantin, there were some people there cool with their respective affairs2.

" Huh finally until "Murm Reka was happy.

The man entered the canteen and became the center of attention of the people there.

" Mba buy water "Say Reka reprimand mba2 mmebawa dirty dishes.

" Cold or not Bang ?" ask the girl to see Reka.

" Cold "Answer replied Smiling.

" Em but Mba" said Reka again.

" Yes ?" Answer the Mba does not walk.

" I owe you first can not, so my money in the room had forgotten to bring "Said Reka scratching his head.

" What is debt ?" Repeated the surprised Mba.

" I'm sorry Bang, here you can't say "Answer the Mba slowly.

" Well can't yes, but I'm thirsty" said Reka lethargic.

The girl looks worried, she feels sorry for Reka but hearing that Reka wants to owe makes her feel strange too because the hospital rules no one should owe.

" Let me pay "Say someone from behind.

The designer and Mba turned their heads and were surprised to see a girl with clear eyes reaching into her pants pocket.

" How much is Mba ?" the foreign girl asked.

" Will you pay this brother ?" ask the canteen seriously.

" Yes, white water, right ?" Ask the girl.

Mba the canteen nodded small.

They silently watched the foreign girl in front of him.

The girl looked a little messy with a box2 shirt and torn pants on her knees.

" Nih" said the girl handed over 10 thousand dollars.

" Make me ?" tanya Reka accepted.

" Pay for a drink "Answer the girl.

The design flinched and instantly fell silent.

" This is Bang drink it " said the Mba canteen handed him a bottle of cold drink.

The plan accepts and hands over the money.

The foreign girl walked over and picked up her bag on the table.

" Hey wait "Pekik Reka standing up.

The man wanted to run but just a step of his foot could not support and fell down instantly.

" Aaaa "strangled person2 was immediately shocked.

Everyone stood up to see Reka sitting on the floor.

" God "squealed the foreign girl was surprised.

The girl ran and immediately helped Reka assisted the visitors there.

" Is not papa ?" ask a worried father

" Don't papa sir, thank you "Reply, Reka endured the pain.

" Neng let's take him to the doctor's office, it's a danger" the father told the foreign girl.

" Huh me ?" The girl repeated.

" Yes Neng is his friend, so he fell because 2 ngejar Neng "Absaid the Father firmly.

" What ?" Said the girl gawking.

" I don't papa" said Reka trying to get on her wheelchair.

Gleck...

The foreign girl gulped rough saliva, the father was still watching himself who had not moved.

" Ohh, yes let's go" said the girl annoyed herself.

" I'm sorry, I was..." Said Reka cut off as his wheelchair began to be pushed.

" Where is the room ?" Ask a foreign girl.

" There "reply answered the designer pointing out.

The girl kept pushing the wheelchair with her face scratched.

The designer chuckles amusedly, the man tries to remember if he has ever met the girl before.

On the street the two were silent to each other, they turned their bodies to see the expression of the foreign girl.

" Siakkkk " Pekik one from behind.

The foreign girl who recognized the voice turned around and glared.

" Good God" said the girl patting her head.

From a distance a girl of the same age ran towards the two quickly.

" Sister from where aja, dicariin Papa tau "gadia word pigtail 1 ngos2an

" Bentar wants this anter in his room" said the foreign girl glanced at Reka.

" This is not it ?" Said the brother stupefied to recognize Reka.

The designers who did not recognize the two girls were more confused themselves.

" Yes aampuunnn, This gate is what Sofia Kak likes" said the brother excited.

" huh Sofia ?" The brother was surprised.

The design and the foreign girl looked at each other until the next second the same2 glared in memory of something.

" Good God" said Reka remembered.

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