Three Years Different

Part 35: Anything Can Be Lo Lakuin, Mar. Just Don't Smile At Me.

The request to go home and outpatient at home has been approved by the Doctor who handles Lutfan. All have been taken care of by Mardiyah, maybe later at about one o'clock in the afternoon, Lutfan just going home. The doctor said it was better to go home after lunch from the hospital.

Even suddenly Doctor Gumira the owner of Adiwangsa hospital returned to visit the Lutfan inpatient room. Though he had just come here, what was with this Doctor Gumira? But fortunately he was alone, not with Mr. Gautama.

"Is there a problem? Until it has to be outpatient?" ask Doctor Gumira.

Mardiyah replied, "There's no problem, Doctor. My husband does want to be outpatient."

"Son Lutfan, I just found out that you are the grandson of Kiai Bashir." Doctor Gumira smiled knot. "When I was a child I used to visit Pesantren with my father Manggala. But it turns out you have an orphanage now, huh?"

Lutfan replied, "Yes, Doctor. Pesantren managed by my Aunt Ummi Salamah. While the Orphanage is managed by my Mother, Umma Sarah."

"I want to visit there. Is it okay, son?"

Mardiyah looked at Lutfan who seemed difficult to answer. So he finally said, "Please, Doctor. After all, I heard Mr. Manggala is a close friend of Kiai Bashir. The doors of boarding schools and orphanages will always be open to welcome Doctor Gumira."

"Thank you."

After Doctor Gumira left. Mardiyah was getting ready to sort out the dirty clothes, set aside the garbage, and other items she carried while waiting for Lutfan.

"Gue has called Cak Sur" said Lutfan.

Mardiyah nodded. Then walk out to remove the garbage that has been set aside on the outer trash can close to the plants. When accidentally staring straight, Netra Mardiyah unknowingly caught Mr. Gautama was in the room whether it was what room, which he seemed to be staring at the Lutfan hospital.

My feelings are, perhaps, the inner Mardiyah.

It's all over. For a moment Mardiyah wanted to rest on the sofa, maybe able to sleep while waiting at one noon. But as he was about to break down, his nether saw Lutfan's hand trying to reach the wheelchair.

"Where are you going?"

"Not going anywhere. I just want to get a wheelchair."

Mardiyah stood up, brought the wheelchair closer to Lutfan. "To the bathroom?"

"No, Mar."

Mardiyah remained unmoved, looking at Lutfan who was trying to sit in a wheelchair. According to him, the ugliness of Lutfan that can not be accepted is not to want to look weak, and do not want to accept the help of anyone. As humans, everyone needs each other.

So, how could Lutfan be so stubborn?

"Akh .. shit. Feet are useless," said Lutfan.

Mardiyah's left hand swiftly touched Lutfan's back, while her right hand touched Lutfan's wrist. "I'm gonna touch. How you want? Sitting in a wheelchair?"

"Not to help me." Mardiyah's hands remained on her back. "Please hands, Mar."

"Lutfan, the risk of falling later will affect your health. So, I'm helping, okay?" Mardiyah smiled faintly. "We walk in front, from here we can see the park that is carrying you know. You want?"

Mardiyah .. smile? inner Lutfan resignedly let Mardiyah help him. So that he can sit in a wheelchair. "Don't smile at me, Mar. If you're still angry, you shouldn't pretend. I don't understand, you can be angry, you can't think of me. Anything can be lolakin, Mar. Just don't smile at me, our time is no good."

"Who said we're not okay anymore?" said Mardiyah who started pushing the wheelchair to the outside of the inpatient room.

"I feel I'm good, Lutfan. You're good too, aren't you? So I really don't feel that there's anything strange about our current state."

Lutfan slightly closed his eyes when greeted by the morning light. "Lo likes to lie."

"How lying?"

"Lo still pretending, Mar? I was angry, I made you cry, you realize that I hurt you?" Lutfan. "Don't be because I'm his son Umma lo take all the things I said the same that I did to elo it's natural, Mar. Never be that stupid in your thinking."

"Hm. So, I can't cry?" Mardiyah felt the cold and sunlight that began to rise over her body. "I am a woman. It's natural, isn't it, Lutfan?"

"Fair fair. But that's not normal is your attitude. Why are you like this? You act like a few minutes ago we didn't fight. Lo bribe me, smile, admit this is it. Lo's weird, Mar. Your attitude is unnatural" explained Lutfan.

"I think it's natural, Lutfan. I'm not acting like this because you're the son of Umma--"

"Keep because of what?" suhut Lutfan's.

"Obviously because I'm your wife, Lutfan." Mardiyah stared straight at him with a closed netra for a moment. "How can a wife be negligent to her husband? I did this not because I had to. Man has a heart that moves of his own will, I do all this because I want to. I want to take care of you, and I want you to heal."

"So, is my explanation enough?" added Mardiyah by looking down to open her net slowly.

Just then Lutfan also looked up, the instant the two eyes met, and both blushed pseudo. Lutfan said, "Lo! Don't talk about it!"

"Yes, yeah. I didn't discuss. Don't be ashamed."

"A-what the fuck! You're embarrassed too, aren't you?" Lutfan's gaze turned to stare straight. "Gue look at your red face too."

"Finally, your face looks close."

I think .. he's getting more honest about this. If this is the case, he immediately said. Between intentionally or is he like this anyway? Akhhhh .. Inner Lutfan who again had his heart beating abnormally, because of that momentary gaze.

"Lutfan!" Mardiyah pointed to a white-haired animal that was on the ground floor near the plant. "There's cats. Very funny."

"Lo want to keep a cat?"

Mardiyah. "In the same orphanage in the pesantren are many who roam, it includes pets."

"Ooh yeah. I forget. Sometimes I just eat."

Mardiyah smiled faintly while still looking at the little animal. "Lutfan, what if we stop by for cat food? My stock in the dorm is over."

"Can." There was a moment of silence, Mardiyah was still busy looking at the cat. Lutfan said, "Mar ..."

"Yes?" Mardiyah replied and turned around to take a seat in the iron chair that was available by the hospital, with Lutfan position facing her. "What's? You thirsty?"

Lutfan. "Later .. if you're home--"

"Why come home?"

"Lo ... still sleeping in the dorm? A-or sleep in my room?" Lutfan. "Not-not. Ma-I mean I .. you want to sleep at Umma's house?"