
"Shanon.... Shanum....!". My call called my youngest daughter who is now 7 years old and already sitting in the 1st grade Elementary School.
"What's up, umi?". Follow her gently.
"This is umi buy you a new veil, so Shanum can use gonta replace...". I said as I thrust out a bag containing some new veils that I had just bought for her.
"Gee... Very good umi.... Shanum likes it...". He said with a smile.
"Now Shanum's veil is a lot, so can't anymore reason not to wear the hood, baby?". My advice while gently rubbing his forehead.
"Yes umi... Thanks umi.... Shanum dear same umi...". He hugged me warm and full of pampering. I immediately returned his embrace with warmth.
Shanum has now grown into a beautiful and tiny girl. His temperament was so gentle with anyone, though a little spoiled. Both her sisters loved her too. Not infrequently his two brothers always help with his schoolwork.
His memorization of the Qur'an did not want to lose with his two brothers. After his two brothers passed the memorization of 30 juz, they were alone who now guided his beloved sister. This certainly lightens my burden in providing guidance to her.
"Kring...Cring...". Suddenly my gauntlet sounded. Soon I picked it up and I saw a call from an employee at the hospital.
"Assalamu'alaikum?". Greet himself.
"Walaikumsalam, what's wrong?". My heart is relaxed.
"Mom can come here now? We have a patient whose condition is very severe and should have been referred, but he asked us to continue to take care of him because of the cost...". Clearly me.
"Okay, I'll be there soon". I replied who immediately stepped towards the location driving my car. Shanum, who was at home because his two brothers had not returned from school, joined me.
It was not long before I was there. I rushed to the ER where the patient was.
"Degn". My heart beat in surprise to see that the figure of the patient lying down was apparently Lani.
I approached her who was lying weak. Instantly I swallowed my saliva which saw that his condition had deteriorated.His face seemed twice as old as his age should have been. The scent of rancidity wafted from behind the blanket covering half of his lower body. Slowly I approached him, I opened a little blanket to ascertain my curiosity with what he had suffered.
"What do you want? Are you an employee here? Don't touch me!". Said her surprised to see my whereabouts. I also abandoned my intention to check on her condition.
"Well, I'll go...". I said casually who immediately stepped towards the guard nurse's room.
"Mom checked her condition?". Ask one of my employee nurses.
"Yet... He doesn't want to...".
"Freaky dog, why don't you...?". Ask her curious.
"Either... What's he sick of?". I asked by moving both my shoulders up.
"According to the story he was post myoma surgery, from the lab results there led to a malignancy tumor, the doctor had directed for hysterectomy surgery (removal of the uterus), but the mother refused. He was worried that if his uterus was removed he would not be able to have a chance to have children, because until now he had no children. Unexpectedly now even occur Prolapse Uteri (Rahim inverted out of the birth canal)."
"Subanalloh's.... I understand, definitely because of the indications of cancer that has spread, as a result of the muscular wall of the uterus was damaged and Prolapse occurred. Try to educate him that this we can not handle here, must be referred to a place where the equipment is more complete". I explained firmly.
"We've educated him, but he's kekeh want to be here because of the cost bump...". Said my nurse.
"You try to re-educate until he understands, because this is a risk of death... Where is his family?"
"He had come alone among a man who he was, but he only drove after he left".
"Yes, you meet the patient again now...". I said firmly.
"Good ma'am..".
Instantly the nurse stepped into the room where Lani was lying.
"Mom, sorry, from the director can not accept the mother to be treated here, because the condition of the mother is not possible, too risky mom...". Say the nurse softly.
"I beg you sister, tell the director of this hospital to accept me here...". His words weakly pleaded.
"So he's been here, why don't you talk in person?"
"What?? Buuung...Uh.. Sorry Miss Flower is the director here?". Ask her nervously.
"Mother, Mother Bunga is the director and owner of this hospital...". Lightly with straightforward.
"Susters... Please call Mother Bunga here... I want to talk...". He said with eyes that began to glaze.
Soon I stepped closer to him as he requested.
I stood before him looking at him with a faint smile. I tried to put my face away from the feelings I hated about her.
"Flower... Ii'm sorry... I know maybe I don't deserve your forgiveness... But I beg you to forgive me.... God has already repaid my actions...". Say it with a soft.
"I've forgiven you for a long time...". My reply, which momentarily took a long breath.
"Please let me be treated here... My family went into debt, while my husband now has another wife because he wants to have children, while I can no longer hope of getting pregnant...". He explained with his lips that started to shake.
"The facilities here are not complete, are you willing to bear the risk?"
"Let me here to die... I no longer have anyone I can count on to take care of me...". His words with his paled face.
Instantly he groaned to hold the pain around the area of his birth canal. His lips looked grimacing and his eyes bristled around portraying a tremendous pain.
Shanum who had been tailing behind me hugged me tightly held back in fear.
"Who is this lovely little girl a flower?". Asked Lani who started to look at Shanum curiously.
"He's my son...". My voice while returning Shanum's hug.
"Your son? Real pretty... It's like you...". He continued to look at my daughter. I tried to get Shanum to come closer to him and greet him.
"Greet your aunt son...". My whisper to Shanum.
His Netre looked at me and nodded in agreement.
"Assalamu'alaikum aunt, my name is Shanum...". He said in a spoiled tone and extended his hand to Lani.
"Goddessalam...". Sahut Lani and reply to the welcome of her stairs then she stroked Shanum's cheeks gently.
"Have you remarried Flowers?". Ask her curious.
"Yet... After the divorce with Deri I never remarried...". I answered casually.
"fast.... She??". Asked himself with a look of surprise.
"Yes... She's Deri's youngest daughter... I got pregnant during the divorce...".
"Yes Allah... Forgive me.... Hix...Hicks...". Her tone with her sobs.
Shanum just looked at her without understanding what the conversation between me and Lani meant.
"Shanum maen same mom-mbak nurse first there huh... Umi wants to check the tantenya first...". My words gently told her to stay away from me and Lani.
He obeyed my orders and immediately walked away from us.
Before long, I immediately revealed the blanket that covered part of Lani's body slowly.
"Astaghfirulloh.....". I was shocked and closed my mouth with both hands. My eyes fluttered sharply towards Lani's intimate organs.
"God is punishing me Bunga.... Hicks...". His words were soft and soft.
I looked carefully at the part of the uterus that was sticking out of it. Some of it has rotted and caused a very pungent smell. Water with a thick texture also flows from the part slowly and dirty the bottom of Lani's buttocks.
The thin and claustrophobic look on my chest witnessed this. How truly I never once prayed evil against him, though I so endured my pain for his actions to me first.
Today God has ordained me to witness this vengeance. Real revenge makes me unable to see it. I also prayed for healing for him.
My instincts as a woman certainly can't see herself so tormented like this. Punishment does not have offspring actually has made the heart of every woman sliced, but now plus must witness the ugliness of the form of this female pride organ that is no longer functioning, of course.
In front of him I was determined to take care of him with all my heart and all I could. There will probably be a lot of money that I will spend on this. Although not so sure it will work because of the circumstances, but I believe I can give him good care. Including the funds I'll need while taking care of him.