THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE

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Towards dawn, Meli woke up from her sleep. He slept so comfortably. After praying, he began to observe the situation around. He realized that he was not in his room.

“Ah, yes. This is Mas Azka's room. Uh, what were we doing last night, huh?”

Meli keeps in mind the events from dinner to bedtime. Without realizing his smile.

“Sorry, Mom. Meli can not yet run the task as wife.”

Meli looked to the side. His hand felt the bed beside him. There was no one near Meli.

“Where is Mas Azka? Are you awake?”

Meli got up to the bathroom. After cleaning up, he stepped out. The kitchen was the goal.

“Meli, just woke up?” said Bu Aisyah who was preparing cooking ingredients.

“Iya, Bun. Where to Azka, huh?” ask Meli.

“Oh, he's still at the musala. Last time Mother came here, she was murojaah. Common food qiyamullail no?”

“Iya, Mother. But sometimes not fitting wake up late,” Meli replied shyly.

“Indeed not light running qiyamulail. However, if it is common, it no longer feels heavy.”

“Iya, Mother. What is it cooking?”

“Mothers want to cook fried chicken, capcay, and saute long beans. The ingredients are ready first. The execution will end at dawn. Soon azan.”

Their conversation was interrupted due to the presence of Azka.

“Eh, my wife is awake. No nightmares, right?” azka followed a smile.

“Not. Mas Azka going to the mosque?”

“Iya, shortly into dawn. Go first, yeah. Assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam,” Bu Aisyah and Meli replied together.

Meli was still staring at her husband's back until he disappeared after passing through the door. The fragrance of the perfume was still left behind, Meli inhaled deeply. He really likes this smell.

“Azka is gone. We're ready, yuk!” Bu Aisyah patted the shoulder of Meli who was still standing pecking.

Meli blushed in shame. He turned his body.

“What's ready, Bun?” ask Meli to get rid of the grogginess.

“Prepared for dawn prayers. Tuh, there are already those who proclaim azan,” replied Ms. Aisyah while washing her hands.

“A—anu Mother, Meli is in hitch,” said Meli lirih.

Ms. Aisyah looked at Meli with a difficult to interpret gaze. Then, the woman who was almost half a century old smiled gently.

“Then, can Meli continue preparing the seasoning? Later we cook together after the morning prayers.”

“Good, Mother.”

Ms. Aisyah told me everything that Meli should do. After that, he left Meli to fulfill his obligations as a Muslim.

“You have not been lucky to enjoy this meeting with a delicious sunnah worship,” Inner Bu Aisyah. A faint smile expands on the lips.

Meanwhile, Meli does the work according to her mother-in-law's instructions. Although not good at cooking the daily menu, at least he has often helped his mother. So, he was not awkward to finish the job.

After the prayer, Ms. Aisyah returned to the kitchen.  He found his son-in-law cutting vegetables.

“Meli used to cook at home?” Ask Ms. Aisyah.

“E—no, Bun. Meli helped mom the most. If you make a cake, Meli likes,” Meli replied embarrassed.

“You learned?” Ms. Aisyah offered.

“Mau, Bun!”

Miss Aisyah smiled happily. Then, he began to explain the basic herbs. He also described Azka's favorite food. Meli is watching seriously. The words of the in-laws he kept in his brain.

By 5:30 the dish was ripe. Meli set the cuisine in the bushel. That morning, they had breakfast at the hospital.

At 7 they reached the hospital. Farhan looked fresh, but not with Dr. Haris. Last night Haris' doctor monitored his father's progress. No wonder his eyes turned into panda eyes.

“How is the development of Eyang?” ask Ms. Aisyah.

“Enight tension could go up again. Dad is still conscious, anyway,” replied Dr. Haris.

“After breakfast, can Mother look at Eyang?”

“Oh, so. Then we have breakfast first!”

They sit down and enjoy breakfast. Just finished, Via came bringing small meals and fruits.

“Much very, Via?” said Meli.

“Iya, make the waiting so as not to sleep,” replied Via with a smile.

“Wah, I will not starve,” exclaimed Azka while opening food packaging.

“Ih, new feeling full breakfast plate. Not full yet?” Meli sneers.

Azka chuckles. He kept putting food in his mouth.

Mr. Haris left the room. He's headed for the ICU.

“What exactly hurts, anyway?” ask Via to Farhan.

“Stroke. There's a blockage in the right brain. In addition, his kidneys are also problematic,” replied Farhan.

Miss Aisyah took a deep breath. He remembered what happened decades ago when the children were little.

“Why, Mother?” ask Via who is interested in Bu Aisyah's reaction.

“Mother remembered the incident some time ago. He had already had a mild stroke at the time. Hence, your father has asked Eyang to maintain his diet. According to him, that's why Eyangmu can awake his condition. Said one ART, lately your eyes often ignore the rules of food patterns. Maybe it was the cause of the pain Eyang Probo,” said Bu Aisyah.

Via and Meli looked at each other. Both of them understood.

“When does Eyang Probo have a stroke?” ask Azka.

“That time you were a baby, about 10 months old. Mother is quite troubled because you are still small. Your father has not finished his specialist program.”

They talked about the Eyang Probo. A few minutes later, Dr. Haris returned.

“How is the condition now, Yah?” ask Ms. Aisyah.

Mr. Haris looks lethargic. People fell silent, becoming tense.

“The return is unstable. Awareness decreased,” replied Dr. Haris lethargic.

“Why can it be?” Farhan.

“Entahlah. Dad was also surprised because yesterday afternoon was stable,” said Dr. Haris.

All speechless. Many things ran amok in their minds.

“Means now that Eyang Probo can't be seen yet, Yah?” ask Azka.

“Not yet. Now being handled by a team of neurologists.”

“About when can you see again?” ask Meli.

“Daddy can't be sure yet. Depending on later conditions.”

They're speechless. There was a feeling of sadness, confusion, feeling guilty raging into one.

“Dad just rest! Don't let Dad get sick,” advice Bu Aisyah.

“Really, Well. Dad has to take care of his health. While Eyang Probo was being treated by another doctor, Dad rested. Last night Dad stayed up late,” added Farhan.

Mr. Haris nodded. However, he did not immediately break down.

“How do we get out first so Dad can rest?” azka Proposal.

“Iya. Wait, I called Mas Edi first to put a body guard near the ICU and here. If there's anything we can contact. I see, yes!” farhan.

They agreed to leave Dr. Haris to rest. After the death of his family members, the senior doctor immediately resigned, following the advice of his son and wife.

Led by Farhan, the family of doctors Haris went shopping to the mall near the hospital. They don't want to go too far so they can come back soon if something happens.

As they left, there were several pairs of eyes watching them. The codes are given once they have left the hospital. A couple of men in nurse's uniforms are moving into the ICU.

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Sorry haven't been able to up much. Conditions are not fit.

That kepo about Meli, cusss to CS1 huh!

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