The Secret Admirer of Dusk
A Tough Trial for Lukman
"Sorry, Sir. Your wife fell into a coma because she lost a lot of blood from the bleeding before giving birth, "the doctor's speech was like a storm to Lukman.
"W-what, Doc? A k-coma? " ask Lukman stammered.
The man could not believe what he had just heard, suddenly his life was empty. How not, the man had just felt the happiness of being a father, but now had to be faced with the bitter fact that his wife was in a coma. The man slammed onto the floor with tears flooding his cheeks.
"Innalallahi... O Allah, this is what You have faced me with, "the man said.
Lukman felt like he was hit by a boulder, so sick and so stifling to learn that his soulmate who had just given birth to their baby was now lying helplessly in a coma.
From the other direction came a nun who walked over to Lukman.
"I'm sorry, sir, your son is done cleaning. You can already see him" he told Lukman.
Lukman immediately wiped away his tears, though he was saddened by the fact that his wife was declared in a coma, yet he still had a son who desperately needed him, his attention and affection. His son is now his self-reinforcing.
"Good, Sus. Where is my son now? " ask Lukman after he has managed to muffle his tears.
"Let's come with me, sir, " replied the nun, who went ahead of Lukman.
The two men walked to the nursery not too far from Ningsih's operating room.
Arriving there, Lukman was shown a baby box containing his son. Haru's gaze aimed at the son. A tiny baby boy was smiling with his eyes closed, as if giving strength to the father in order to remain patient and sincere in undergoing the test of his life.
"Please if you want to hold your son and give him milk, when it's finished you can return it again in this box," said the nurse earlier told.
The man held up his baby boy, hugged him possessively as if afraid of loss. His tears returned to his eyes as he recalled his comatose wife. He lamented his son's nasip who would somehow later. Because he had to take care of his wife, not to mention the state of his mother-in-law who will soon undergo surgery.
"Who will take care of you, son? Will Papa be far away from you? While Papa also has to take care of your mother, grandmother and also grandfather who is still unconscious. Will the hospital allow you to stay here until you recover? " lament Lukman.
His chaotic mind was unable to think clearly. He felt that the world was judging him from a mistake he knew nothing about. Starting from his father-in-law who got a lot of injuries until he was unconscious after surgery until he will be in surgery again, then his wife who had just given birth was declared in a coma, and how his nascent son, who hasn't even seen the blue sky.
His brain is dead-end no longer knows what he must be at the moment. Asking his parents to take care of his son is not a good idea. Because both of his parents never get along with Ningsih's parents.
Lukman's father and mother were ashamed to have a leech like Bu Muti and Pak Minto, so they never wanted to see each other. If only the two people knew the tragedy that befell his besi, they could both laugh and bow down in gratitude for feeling their prayers were fulfilled.
Not intended to pray badly to others, but they just want the irony can change their nature and leave their work as loan sharks that are very detrimental to others.
"Do I have to go back to bother Paklik and Bulik?" his forehead frowned as his heart said.
"No way! They're waiting for Mom now, too, "
"Do I have to find a baby sitter? But I can't just trust anyone else, I'm afraid my son will be harmed, or sold, "
Lukman's mind was tainted by the news that is now rife. Moreover, her own in-laws also experienced a terrible thing that became the current trend news, until it really makes him feel unable to believe in strangers he has not known or not too familiar with.
Lukman put his son back in the box and stopped giving formula to the baby because it was still very sound in his sleep. He could not wake his son. Lukman only advised the nurse who was on guard to give milk to his child later if the baby woke up and cried hungry.
Elsewhere in the hospital area, two middle-aged men were sitting with their eyes closed, their mouths jutting with subtle movements on their fingers.
Lukman who had just arrived at the place smiled faintly at the uncle and aunt of his wife.
"How noble is your heart, Paklik, Bulik. Even though you have just been hurt and humiliated by your mother, you still want to pray for her and even wait for them. May Allah repay all your kindness, Paklik.. Bulik.." Lukman said in his heart.
Feeling that there was a movement beside him, Mr. Sapto opened his eyes.
"Son Lukman? Since when is here? " ask the middle-aged man.
"Oh yeah, how's your wife?"
"Your son, boy or girl? " no questions from Mr. Sapto have been answered, Ms. Retno has followed with other questions.
Lukman smiled wryly, then the face was again sad to remember his wife and child. Making the two old men of Dusk frown questioningly in their minds.
"What's up, kid? The story on us, " said Ms Retno who has now moved to sit on the left side of Lukman.
The young papa again sniffled, Mr. Sapto and Ms. Retno looked at each other. Mr. Sapto carried the young man in his arms, on the pats of the back that now seemed to shake violently.
Although a man, Lukman also needs a backrest and a place to complain when it is down like today. Crying is not something that will make a man look weak or crybaby, it proves that he has great affection.
(That's what I think, I don't know if you guys, can give your opinion too! Just push here, keep coming deh🤗)
Lukman recounted whatever was a burden on his mind, which stifled his chest to make him look like a zombie man with no more spirit.
Mr. Sapto was surprised to hear a story from Lukman who said that his wife was in a coma, even Ms. Retno immediately closed her mouth in disbelief.
"Astaghfirullahalazi.. "
"Innalallahi.. "
Why trials come so hard on Lukman, a man who looks good and does not care. Think of the two middle-aged.
In other places and cities, Dusk who just turned off the call on his phone after calling with Lala. Lifting the object when you feel the flat object vibrate again.
"Mr? " rummer Dusk.
"What's up? If you want to know about Bude Muti maybe, "the girl shifted the green icon on the screen.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, "he said shortly after hearing greetings from across the street.
"Mother... "
"Astaghfirullah hal adziim. "creepy Dusk restrained with his left hand that reflexively closed his mouth.
"Good, Sir. Dusk will talk to Mas Andra about this, "
" ... "
"Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, " Dusk grasped the flat object tightly, then sat limp in a nearby chair.
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