The Story of Clouds, Rain, and Sun
XXIII. The Dilemma of Two Women
After Teja wakes up and Varsha makes sure her son is okay, the two decide to go home. Teja's condition is a little weak but has improved a lot even though he still does not want to talk too much. Varsha finally takes Teja to the parking lot with Tessa.
His best friend had gone home to bring his car. He thought it would be more comfortable if his car was stand by in the hospital. Just in case Varsha and Teja need anything.
Tessa unlocks her car and opens the back door for Teja. Varsha helped her son inside and then put on his seat belt. As Varsha held the handle of the front door, Tessa's hand suddenly held her back.
“Var, Teja's condition is thankfully stable. So if...” Start Tessa hesitant. “If you want to stay here and see Surya, it's really okay.”
Varsha smiled weakly then shook her head slowly. But Tessa still hasn't let go of her hand. Tessa knows very well that her best friend is very worried about the state of Surya. But it's hard to get Varsha to admit it.
“I will also stay and look after Teja today with Bayu and Bude Woro.” Added again.
Then Tessa took a cloth bag from the trunk and handed it to Varsha. Inside was a clean shirt, a packet of bread, and a bottle of drinking water. Varsha looked at Tessa with an indecipherable expression.
“If there is anything, I promise I will contact you soon.” Tessa. “Even I myself will pick you up here.”
After being silent for a while, Varsha finally nodded. Then he walked over to the car to see Teja once more. Suddenly his little son had already lowered the windshield of the car before he even arrived.
“Mama want to check the condition of Om Surya, right?” Teja asked suddenly with a slightly hoarse voice. This is the first time Varsha's baby has used full sentences since the accident.
“Iya, Darling... What can it be?” Varsha asked hesitantly.
Teja nods, “Then.. make sure Om Surya is okay Mama.”.
Varsha bit her lip trying to hold back her sadness in front of Teja. Then he smiled and gently rubbed his son's head, “If there is anything, Teja contact Mama yes, Darling.”
“Iya, Mama.”
Varsha says goodbye to Tessa and returns to the hospital.
***
It's dawn. Tara's mother had just returned from the restroom to change clothes. Previously, he had told his assistant to go to his house and bring clean clothes. Suddenly his throat felt dry so he took warm water from the dispenser at the end of the hallway. Then Mother Tara walked again to where her son was being treated.
A young woman was standing staring at Surya from behind the glass wall of the intensive care unit. His expression seemed so anxious and worried. Both of his eyes looked a little teary.
Tara's mother knew the woman. He had only been introduced to her a few hours ago. The beautiful woman who was always by her son's side last night. The first person to jump on stage and check on Surya and no longer want to take it off until medics arrive. The little man's mother, Varsha.
Tara's mother isn't sure what the relationship is between Varsha and Surya, but she still doesn't know how to deal with it. Suddenly a woman in a neat suit was already beside him. Then he smiled politely at Mother Tara.
“Mother Chairman, the news of last night's incident has spread so quickly in various media and platforms. We've tried to prevent and contain some, but not too much impact because the news has become the most popular search.”
Tara's mother nodded then sipped her warm water. The report was provided by Sherry, his trusted assistant. Tara's mother then stared intently at Varsha who was still standing at the side of the glass wall and watching her son. Indirectly giving orders to Sherry to follow in the direction she was looking.
“Find out about the woman. I want a detailed report with nothing to miss.”
“Good, Mother Chairman.” Sherry nodded her head.
“Outhorize investigations at Akasa Hotel. Report to me every hour.” Saying Mother Tara.
“Good, Mother Chairman.”
“You can go.”
***
Varsha looked at the body of the man who was lying helplessly on the bed. Foreign medical machines that he did not know decorate on the right-left side of the Solar bed. Varsha then looked up, trying to hold back her tears that were ready to fall at any moment.
It feels really strange to see Surya in this state. The man was always standing tall and full of confidence. Smirk sweetly and spread its charm here and there. Focused and reliable at all times. But now…
Varsha hated the man in front of her. Especially when he is in difficult times. Condemning Surya quietly as an impingement in every sob he held. But he also never expected a great disaster to happen to him. Because after all he is someone who is so special to Varsha, even though the man in front of him does not think the same.
I don't know how long Varsha has been standing in front of the intensive care unit. But obviously the woman did not feel tired at all. Although the same cannot be said for its present appearance. Varsha's pretty face was so pale and tired-looking.
He was wearing Tessa's training suit that his best friend had given him. One hand held a cloth bag that had now been filled with her white dress. A packet of bread and a bottle of water in it have not been touched at all.
Unknowingly Varsha placed one hand against the glass wall. There was such a great desire to touch the man before him right now. Swiped his back and hugged him tightly. While comforting her and giving her encouraging words. Just like he did in the caravan five years ago.
“You must wake up Surya. You have to get up.. so I can keep blaming you.” Varsha said quietly.
The beautiful woman did not want to admit that she still wanted to see the man's sweet smile. Or his gentlemanly attitude every time he's with Varsha. The way he spoke to Teja and taught him many things. And how Surya called out her name gently…
“You must wake up in order..”
Suddenly, Varsha's tongue was twisted. Unable to say the next sentence. Then the woman took a long breath.
“For I can thank you for sacrificing your safety.” Varsha continued later after finding the words.
“For Teja... ”
A tear fell on his cheek. Slowly flowing down his face.
“Our son.”
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