
Time has shown 2pm. Ms. Reva and her husband are still sleeping in her room.
Ring ring ring...
Bu Reva's phone has been ringing since. Bu Reva blinked his eyes. He then looked up at the nightstand and picked up his phone.
"Ah, who the hell is this night calling. Disturb people, '' said Bu Reva.
Bu Reva then raised an unfamiliar number.
"Hello..."
"Hello... is this true with the family of the Dila sisters?"
"Yes. I'm Dila's mother. What's up?"
"I am from the hospital, would like to tell you that Ms. Dila, her husband and child, are now in the hospital. They've been in a plane crash since this afternoon."
Bu Reva widened his eyes. He was shocked when he heard the news. Bu Reva, looks still can't believe that Dila's eldest son was in an accident.
Bu Reva has been dumb since. He dropped the phone he was holding.
"Hello. hello... hello..."
Bu Reva looked at her husband who was still asleep. She then woke her husband.
"Pa, wake up Pa. Comeup! Our son Pa. Our son."
Mr. Damar blinked his eyes and immediately took a seat. He rubbed his eyes and looked at his wife.
"What the hell is Ma? you look like you're panicking?" ask Mr. Damar.
"Dila Pa's. Tilapia.. hiks..hiks..."
"Lho, how come mama even cry?"
Ms. Reva looked a little too funny to talk. He can only cry.
Mr. Damar stared at the phone in front of Bu Reva. Mr. Damar then picked up the phone.
"Hello. This who?"
"Hello Sir. We're from the hospital. Want to tell you that Madam Dila was in a plane crash with her husband and child."
"What! plane crash? when?"
"The accident since this afternoon sir. And now Madam Dila is in the hospital."
Mr. Damar has since been answering calls from the hospital. While Bu Reva could not help but cry. Prayer has been crying ever since.
"Pa, we need to get there now Pa. I'm afraid nothing happened to Dila. And what about our granddaughter Dimas."
"Yes Ma, yes."
Mr. Damar then ended his conversation on the phone.
"Okay, thanks for the information. My wife and I will be there soon."
Mr. Damar and Ms. Reva are getting ready to go to the hospital. They will see the condition of Dila, her son and husband. They were afraid, nothing would happen to Dila's little family.
Mr. Damar and his wife then stepped outside the room and headed forward. They headed straight to the garage to get the car.
"Look Ma." Mr. Damar opened the car door.
After that, Ms. Reva got into the car. So too with Mr. Damar. He got in the car. They then rushed to the hospital where Dila was.
"Pa, come on Pa. Little quick. Mama was worried about Dila. How is he now."
"Yes Ma, yes. This is also quick, Ma. We're not in too much of a hurry. We also have to be careful on the road. Because it's still night Ma. And the condition of papa also just woke up. No way papa's speeding around."
"But mama's afraid of anything happening with our son Pa."
"Ma, don't panic Ma. Let us pray, may the Lord give salvation to Dila, her son and husband."
Ms. Reva has been panicking since. Before he met and saw Dila's condition, he would never be able to calm down.
Once in the hospital, Ms. Reva and Mr. Damarpun then got out of their car. They stepped inside the hospital. They walked towards the receptionist.
"Susters. Patient on Dila's behalf, where are they being treated?" ask Mr. Damar.
"When the plane crash victim?"
"Yes right" said Bu Reva.
"He is still in the ER room. If it's Dimas, his son's been moved into Melati's room."
"Oh, thank you so much."
In the ER room, a doctor was seen, coming out of the room. Mr. Damar and Ms. Reva immediately approached the doctor.
"Doctor. How's Dila?" ask Bu Reva.
"You're a patient's family?"
"yes Doc. My mother. And this is Dila." Bu Reva refers to her husband.
Silent doctor. It seems that there is something very serious about Dila's condition.
"Doctor, what happened Doc?" ask Mr. Damar.
"The condition of Mbak Dila is currently critical. He's lost a lot of blood. And he needs to be treated intensively first. Because until now he has not been conscious."
"Doctor, please Doc. Do your best for my son."
"Yes Sir. We will do our best for the patient's recovery. But, forgive us, because we can't save the baby in Dila's womb."
Mr. Damar and Ms. Reva stared at each other.
"What's? so that means Dila's pregnant? and now she's miscarried?"
Doctor nodded.
"But I beg you. If the patient is conscious, do not say anything before his condition improves. I'm afraid this incident will disturb the state of his soul."
"Good Doc."
"Keep, how is my son-in-law and grandson's condition."
"Suami Mbak Dila, was brought to this hospital. But his life could no longer be helped. He died on the way to the hospital."
"Inalilahi wa Inna ilaihi raji'un" said Mr. Damar.
Bu Reva was shocked when he heard the news. He almost fainted. Bu Reva's body staggered backwards. Fortunately, Mr. Damar quickly caught him.
"Mama. Sit down, Ma" Mr. Damar took Ms. Reva to sit down.
Hiks...
The cry of Bu Reva grew louder when she heard the tragic events that befell her son and daughter-in-law.
"Doctor, continues if Dimas his son Dila? how's it going."
"Alhamdulillah, Dimas is fine. He did not have injuries as severe as those of his parents. And he's already in the nursery."
"Doctor, did the doctor tell Ridho's family, my son-in-law."
"Yes Sir. I told them already. And maybe they can come tomorrow morning, and they'll take the bodies back to the funeral home."
"Thank you very much Doc. For information. Then, I'll go to Dimas' room."
"Yes. Please, Mom, sir."
Mr. Damar then invited Bu Reva to meet Dimas who has now been moved to the nursery.
"Pa, why is everything like this?"
"Prophe Ma. All this may be a test for our family."
"Yesterday the Mentari went. Now, my son-in-law is also gone. Why does the ordeal afflict our families with endless thrills."
"Maybe this is Ma's reprimand, for us. Because all this time, we've forgotten God."
"Yes. Maybe it's Pa."
Mr. Damar, embrace his wife to see Dimas. Arriving in front of Dimas' room, they opened the door and entered the room.
Mr. Damar and Bu Reva looked at Dimas fixedly. They feel sorry to see the current condition of Dimas. Dimas the five-year-old boy, had to experience a tragic event. He lost his father and became an orphan.
Mr. Damar approached his grandson. He then hugged his grandson tightly and kissed him.
"Dimas dear, this is Opa Dimas. Quickly wake up Dimas. Opa kangen with you. Long time ago, you did not go home Opa," said Mr. Damar while stroking Dimas' hair.
Paks
Bu Reva and Mr. Damar have been standing by his grandson's side since. They really could not bear to see the current condition of his granddaughter.
Seamless face Dimas, full of cuts. His head must also be bandaged due to the impact of a hard object that hit his head. While Bu Reva and Mr. Damar, have not been able to see the condition of his daughter who is still in the ER.
Ms. Reva leaned on her husband's shoulder. He breathed deeply.
"Pity of Dila and Dimas Pa. Why did Dila's husband have to die so soon. Mama is not. What should you say to Dimas if he wakes up. And what if Dila realized, what we should say to her. He lost two people at once. Husband and baby."
"Prophe Ma. All trials, there'll be silverware." Mr. Damar can only give his wife strength to himself. He will try to patiently accept all these trials.