The Malang Widow

The return of Deri

"My dear children... Some days Umi will go to Jakarta to pick up abi who is sick... Later go home to school so that you will be the ambulance driver who picked you up.... And later in your house to be guarded with Bik Yayah while until Umi comes home...". My sentence gave them a message after receiving a call from Ferdi.

"Neither umi.. papa kog we are left temporarily, as long as after this abi together we continue...". Speak with a smile.

"Don't forget to pray abi's healing yes..". My message to them.

After they all go to their schools. Get ready to go to Jakarta. I used the plane to get there faster. During the journey, my heart felt like it was pounding incessantly imagining the current state of Deri.

"Swing.....". The sound of the plane I was on landed well.

Ferdi was waiting for me at the arrival door to pick me up. We rushed to the hospital where Deri was being operated on by several injured organs.

Once in the hospital, the door to the operating room was not yet open. The number of limbs that Deri had to repair took a long time to operate on him.

Various teams of sophisticated doctors in the city have collaborated and tried as much as possible to heal wounds all over the body of Deri.

"I'll go home first... I'm sorry I couldn't wait, my wife and son at home... I'm here again tomorrow...". Pamit Ferdi told me while we were sitting in front of that operating room.

"Yes, let me not be papa myself...".

"Okay, then I'll go home first... You rest first... Maybe the operation is still a long time..". Ferdi said before stepping his foot leaving me.

I can't get out of this waiting chair. My heart kept curious to find out about Deri's condition. I can't wait to see it. There's no desire to just want to rest right now. Sometimes I can only close my eyes for a moment on that chair.

Eighteen hours passed, finally the red light that lit up in front of the operating room was now extinguished a sign that the action had been completed.

"Krek... ". The door opened and a doctor was standing before me.

I rushed to my feet and stepped towards him to be able to ask Deri news immediately.

"How's doctor? Is the operation going well?". I asked with anxious feelings.

"The operation went well even though the patient's injuries were complex and complex... We monitor its development, hopefully there is progress improving... While for recovery we will enter the ICU room...". The words explained to me carefully.

"Good doc... Do your best for Mr. Deri...". My words beg.

From behind the window I looked at Deri's face, which was still full of bruises from the impact. His body was full of verbs and he had many broken bones on his body.

He lay weakly with his whole body wrapped around a cable of medical equipment. Several fluid infusions and blood transfusions were attached to both his arms and legs. My feelings were so messed up to see him, because it signified that his injuries were so serious to his body.

Hopefully there is still hope for Deri to be healthy again.... Whisper my prayer with a few rounds of tears flowing down my cheeks. Right now my eyes are fixed on the heart monitor screen to make sure that his heart is still beating normally.

Almost two nights I waited for Deri to realize, finally today one of the ICU room nurses came to me to give me news.

"Mother Flower.... It looks like Mr. Deri's condition is progressing, he has begun to wake up.. Now I can see him in the room... ". Said the nurse who instantly made my heart relieved.

"Good sister... ". My words rushed into the room.

I was standing right in front of the lying Deri. His eyes opened slowly. His fingers began to move indicating he began to respond to the surrounding situation.

With his eyes still blurred, he looked at me. Seeing that I immediately approached him and sat down beside him.

"Mom...Flowers...? Are you that??". He said as if he could not believe that I was next to him.

"Dad... It's me, Deri...". I said while wiping away my tears that kept flowing.

"I'm really happy because you're the first person I've seen right now... My wife who I have long missed.. ". He said in such a soft tone and his lips were trembling.

"I miss you too much.... Hix...Hicks...". I bowed my head and sobbed. This time I could no longer hide my feelings for her.

"Heemmm...". My heart can only nod. He smiled too looking at me.

"Then I'll be grateful for my accident for making you available to me right now....". His words back made me sob.

"Please heal you.... It's not just me who needs you... But the kids too.. Don't leave us again...". I pleaded and still withhold sobs.

"I went for you.... And if I come back just for you....".

I immediately greeted the sentence with my sweet smile.

"What about Uwais, Umar, and Shanum?".

"Alhamdulillah... They're all healthy... They grow up to be good and good children, God willing... I'm sure you'll be happy when you see them...".

"sure.... I guessed it... I really believe you can educate my children well...". His words praised me which made me blush in shame.

"God gives strength to it....". My words are humbled.

Finally we look at each other and smile at the one million longings that have been ingrained in our hearts.

***

A few days later, his condition began to improve. Although his hands and feet were still paralyzed, he could not move even a little, but showed that his body strength began to improve. Finally I asked the hospital for permission to bring Deri home and plan to continue his treatment at my hospital.

It was Ferd who finally drove us home in his car. Deri's face grew brighter on the way home. In his eyes he had imagined the chirping of his children whom he had longed for.

Sometimes he looks at me just to throw his sweet smile. He looked happy even though I knew all over his body was enduring such intense pain. But as if all was forgotten by the existence of a trace of his life expectancy his household again improved.

***

"Pig.... Abi... Abi....!!!". The cry of my three children who immediately scattered towards Deri and hugged him carefully because of the many wounds on his body.

Deri was crying for their presence. None other than me who witnessed this also shed tears to look at the happiness of those who finally gathered even though Deri in a state of being unable to caress their faces.

"Kiss abi one by one the children all...". My husband gave them instructions. Instantly they describe a warm kiss on the cheek of his brother.

My heart melted as well. I unceasingly thank you for the reunification of Deri by our side.

"Come brothers... We pray abi together... Let Brother Uwais lead...". The Uwais sentence instructs his brothers to recite a prayer they had memorized in one of our Scriptures.

With such a beautiful voice, they chanted the long prayer beside Deri's body. Deri also has no power to hold back on the behavior of his three children. As if he did not think that without him, I was so extraordinary to educate his children.

"Thank you my children... Abi was so pleased with your prayers...".

"Yes abi... May abi recover... Later if it is healed, we go for a walk bi...". Said Shanum in a spoiled tone.

Deri and I looked at each other and smiled at their indulgence.

Before long our intimacy was a little disturbed by the unpleasant aroma carried by the wind curled around us.

"flower?? Does my body smell?". Asked Deri while sniffing around his lying body.

"No. This smell does not come from your body... But....". My powerless words continued my words.

"The aunt in the room next door isn't that smelly umi??". Babe Shanum innocently.

Deri scrunched his forehead a curious sign of who the aunt Shanum meant earlier.