
As agreed, I, Dios and Marta today we went to the city of Surabaya for a vacation, all of you want to travel to the house of Aunt Sekar. My son who had started babbling, looked happy when he saw the crowd at the airport. After waiting a while later, our plane finally took to the air.
"At last we arrived too" Dios said as we arrived at Juanda airport.
I felt my waist was quite sore, because I sat too long.
"Where are we going now, brother? are we going straight to Aunt Sekar's house?" my many.
"Are you okay with that?" ask Dios.
"No. The sooner the better. After that we can immediately find lodging for the holidays." My answer.
"alright. Let me book a cab, okay?"
"Emm." I'm nodding.
After getting a taxi, we immediately went to Aunt Sekar's house. It only took 45 minutes, we finally arrived at the residence of Aunt Sekar. Security guards opened the fence when they saw Dios getting out of the taxi.
"Mr Dios. You finally came too. Why can't your mobile number be reached? madam is very sick, she always mentions the name of the master" said Satpam.
The security guard's words stopped when he saw me and Marta getting out of the taxi.
"Non" said the guard with a stiff smile. Maybe the man already knew, the cause of his master's divorce was me.
"Where's the madam now?" ask Dios.
"In his room. But sir, you should not be surprised when you see the madam now. She's...."
The man's voice was blocked by her, with teary eyes. Without many more words Dios rushed inside, even he forgot there was me and Marta who trailed behind him.
All the servants' eyes were on us, as we entered the house. There was a happy hue on their faces when they saw Dios' presence in the house. I slowly climbed up the stairs following Dios from behind. Although while carrying Marta, but finally I can reach the end of the stairs as well.
Kriekkkk
I could see that Dios pressed the door handle impatiently. The eyes of Dios and the eyes of Aunt Sekar sat. Dios could see the tears of the woman who rolled weakly on the bed was pouring suddenly when he saw the arrival of Dios.
"Dios. You coming? you finally came? hiccu...." Aunty Sekar sobbed dipped Dios. Because Dios grabbed the thin, dry body into his arms.
I don't know why, I can still feel a burst of jealousy in me. I knew Dios was mine. I could see, Dios' body was shaking as well. Which indicates that the man is crying too.
"What's wrong with you? why can you be like this? didn't I tell you that you have to live well after I'm gone?" dios asked with her sobs.
It is not without reason that Dios said so. Seeing the body of Aunt Sekar at this time is indeed very concerning. Aunt Sekar's body only lives skin with bones. I even found it very difficult to recognize that woman's real face again. His body was too thin, Aunt Sekar was no longer able to walk her feet to the earth.
"I can't without you. You are my only life booster. If my life spirit is not there, it means my death will come soon." Answer Aunt Sekar.
The answer that made my heart beat faster.
"Now I have come. You have to get well" said Dios.
"Does that mean you want to stay here again?" ask Sekar.
"Yes." Yeah."
Dios's answer was like lightning striking my body. I didn't know her words were serious, or just wanted to please her. But to be honest, I felt very disappointed by Dios' decision he made unilaterally.
I feel like I don't think he exists. I know Aunt Sekar is sick, but that doesn't mean she has to make the woman heal, while she makes me sick and suffering.
I could see Aunt Sekar smiling happily in my husband's embrace.
"Ehem...." I cleared my throat, Dios finally let go of her hug on Sekar, and helped the woman lie down slowly.
"You found Caren? is that your son?" ask aunt Sekar.
"Yes. I've found it, and it's also our son." Answer Dios.
"Are you married?" ask Sekar.
Dios suddenly fell silent. Without Dios knowing it, that silence made my heart so hurt. He seemed so hard to admit that I was his wife. I don't know what's on his mind right now. But I am certainly very disappointed in him. I was waiting for what Dios wanted to answer, but the man instead switched the conversation without answering Aunt Sekar's question.
"Have you eaten and taken your medicine yet?" ask Dios.
"Not yet." Answer aunt Sekar.
"Wait a minute, let me get you some food" Dios said.
Dios passed from before me, without caring about my feelings. What's wrong with her? my heart is still wondering.
I approached slowly, and I held one of Aunt Sekar's hands.
"Aunty's healing fast, huh?" my spoken.
"Carens. Are you married?" ask aunt Sekar.
"Just ask Dios. Aunty do not first have a lot of thoughts, later aunt's health is disturbed." My answer.
"Carens. Aunt's age won't be long. Will you stay here until aunt's death? aunt's disease has eaten away the aunt's internal organs, and doctors have sentenced the aunt's age to less than two months," said aunt Sekar.
Aunt Sekar's words surprised me. I am very concerned about his current situation.
"The doctor is not God. If God has willed, aunt can be healed. I'm here because I want to see a aunt. Sorry aunt, my parents are sick at home too. So no one takes care of. Papa is recovering from paralysis, while my mother is currently blind. So I can't leave them for too long."
I answered firmly. Because I don't want to give hope to Aunt Sekar.
"Then can Dios accompany me here?" ask aunt Sekar.
I'm speechless. I was confused as to what to answer. My physique is healthy, but Marta and I also need Dios beside us.
"If that's the case, the aunt should also ask him. I have no authority to answer." My answer.
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The sound of footsteps drew closer to us. Dios came with a bowl of porridge and a long glass of water.
"Eat first, huh? let it heal quickly," said Dios.
Dios then fed Sekar painstakingly. Dios seemed insensitive, if I was tired right now, because I had been holding Marta.
"Where are you going?" dios asked as I wanted to step out of the room.
"You seek the wind." Reply potluck.
"I told the waiter to prepare the guest room below. You can rest there" said Dios.
"Emm." I nodded my head and then walked away.
"I've spoken to Caren. Dios, the doctor has sentenced me to no more than a month's age" said Sekar.
"Doctors are not God. I'm sure you'll get well soon" said Dios.
"I know doctors are not God. But I personally can also feel, if the disease is increasingly eating away at me. When the pain came, my life seemed to be cut off right then and there,"
"Dios will you obey my last request?" ask Sekar.
Dios was so reminded of Sekar's strange request that it made her relationship and Caren divorced.
"As long as I'm capable and reasonable, I'll grant it." Answer Dios.
"Will you accompany me here until death to pick me up? I want you to be by my side, accompanying my last moments," asked Sekar.
"I'll talk to Caren first" Dios said.
"But Caren asked me to ask you a question" said Sekar.
Dios fell silent. He was in a dilemma again. Dios stared at Sekar's dry face. A moment later Dios nodded his head. Sekar wanted to rise, and was helped by Dios. They hugged each other.
While I heard and witnessed it, I could only cry in silence. I don't understand Dios's way of thinking. I know he's a good man. The good thing is that it cannot be measured. I can still feel his kindness being so sincere towards my parents. But he should also understand that he already has a wife and children. And I'm determined to get this straight as soon as possible.
"Honey. I need to have an important talk with you, this is about Sekar...."
"Have you not made your own decision without asking me first? then why do you ask me again, if only you make it a formality. Here you are the priest, so you don't have to ask me again because it doesn't matter at all,"
I said with emotion, until Dios frowned.
"What do you mean?" ask Dios.
"Bettle brother. I heard everything just now. You have agreed to Sekar's request to stay here until the time is not specified. Yes if the death of 2 months, if the death of 2 years will you live here 2 years as well?"
I don't know what's wrong with me. My emotions are really overflowing right now. I seemed to have lost control and exceeded my limits today, and I could see that Dios did not like to hear my harsh words.