Trapped in the Love of Brondong
70
Facial muscles seemed to relax all his stiff veins, only with a smile that continues to expand, making the owner of the face look younger than his age.
Juna continued to smile at himself in his not-so-widespread room, laying his thin body on the bed, stretching out his hands like a bird ready to fly. This is not the first time for him, it used to be .. when he was still working in the same place as Adzka's doctor almost every day the girl had lunch together, but what he felt was not like tonight. Ah .. but maybe because of the different schedule, it's usually lunch .. It's dinner! hehe
Like the days before, before the girl closed her night did not forget she set aside time to share the story with the woman who understood her best, who else if not Milatul Ulya.
All his feelings he conveyed to the woman, their age was not the same even though they were one generation at school, but the maturity of the veiled woman was no longer in doubt, her religious knowledge was also topnotch.
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While praying Juna walked down the hospital corridor, climbing the stairs while occasionally praying for the recovery of the woman who has been treated for almost 3 weeks. The girl did not climb the elevator, but chose the stairs to increase the reading of sholawat, so as not to forget.
"When one of you reads the prayer, let it begin by glorifying Allah Azza wa Jalla and praising Him. After that, read the prayer to the Prophet. And after that, pray the desired prayer." (HR Ahmad, Abu Dawud, and Tirmidhi).
Usually Juna hummed more, today he did something different, of course this was the result of a seven-minute lecture he received from his friend last night.
Fatmala's recovery is the hope of everyone who loves her.20 minutes passed, Juna has been brought to the door of the gynecologist's ward. While greeting Juna pull the door hendle, his greetings answered by two people who are different gender. Adzka was tidy with a long-sleeved shirt and material pants looking to enjoy breakfast in the lunchbox that may be the veiled woman currently near Fatmala who was carrying him.
The girl smiled kindly to Juna, her voice so softly greeted him, the girl's face like Juna had seen, but she forgot where she met the veiled girl.
"Hi, Mba." The girl reached out her hand, Juna greeted her with a smile that was no less friendly.
"Don't you remember me?"
"I'm sorry .. I forgot" Juna scratched his non-itchy head.
"I'm Nia, Mba. The assistant's a doctor." Nia pointed at the weakly lying doctor with her thumb.
"Oh .. yes, yes. I remember." Juna patted his wide eel, understand the memory of the girl was very bad, a few times he just forgot, let alone who only met once.
The two also engaged in casual chatter, Juna still standing near the Fatmala cage while occasionally some room that looks untidy, bottles of mineral water, glasses, is not in the right place. The room wasn't as neat as when the girl left it at dusk yesterday, of course you understand who it was, right? who's been guarding Fatmala all night?
Their conversation stopped when Adzka thanked the veiled girl and said goodbye to everyone. Adzka kissed Fatmala long on the forehead, hoping that when she came home from work she would open her eyes and perhaps welcome her with a warm smile.
"I'm leaving" said Adzka with a sweet smile looking at Juna who was also looking at him. The woman returned her smile "Yes, be careful Doctor" said the girl
"I'm sorry, Mba. Titip Fatmala doctor yes." said Nia who again stretched out her hand.
"Yes, thank you for visiting Mom" said Juna anyway, taking the girl out of the room. Staring at the backs of the two human children until invisible again, the two looked so familiar, occasionally Nia was seen laughing as well as Adzka. I don't know what they're talking about Juna thought. He closed the door of the room with a strange feeling in his heart, his jovial self as if it was covered in cloudy clouds, as if there was lightning striking his heart.
Juna washed his face hoping to forget the scene he had just witnessed, picking up a dry towel in the closet and a medium-sized basin he had placed inside the bathroom. With Bismillah, Juna cleansed the still-sleeping body, still praying that God would give his best to the middle-aged woman.
"Haachim! hachim!" Juna's nose turned red, itchy in his sense of smell, he took the mask he carried in his mini bag.
His head was heavy, probably due to a slight rainbow on the way to the hospital this morning. After finishing cleansing Fatmala's body, Juna sat himself near Fatmala. Murotal Qur'an did not forget he listened.
"Mom, if you want anything say Juna yes. Juna just fell asleep for a second. Yes, ma'am." said the girl, folding her hand over a cage right next to Fatmala's arm. His head was placed on the bed.
An hour passed, Juna felt a heavy weight on his head. Not because of his growing headache, but because there was something that hit him.
Juna opened his eyes, how surprised he was. It was Fatmala's hand that was above the girl's head. Juna grabbed the hand, his sleepiness disappeared instantly.
"Have woken up" said the middle-aged woman softly, barely making a sound but, Juna could still hear her.
"Mother! I'm conscious." Juna couldn't believe it, his cheeks were patted,
"This is not a dream! It´s real. Thank God, God" he said, spontaneously embracing the middle-aged woman.
The doctor entered to check the state of Fatmala after the emergency button he pressed some time ago. Adzka, Zuan and Dewi also did not forget he gave news.
The three immediately rushed to the hospital feeling happy. Adzka was still wearing his doctor's suit when he arrived in the room, hugging tightly Fatmala who was smiling while still looking weak. Miracle they had felt, Fatmala woke up with normal conditions, without leaving the slightest residual stroke a few months ago, lips that look normal, arms that can not be moved also function as before. The doctor is still examining the senior doctor.
"Mama's awake, Jun. Mama is conscious." Adzka hugged the girl, her tears dripped no matter what people would say she was a whiny boy or whatever, which must be happy right now above average.
Juna also shed his tears, happy to see the miracle that God gave to the woman he called Mother. A few seconds they are still dissolved in happiness, the next second the real world resuscitates the two. Adzka took off the unwelcome hug, apologizing.
"I'm sorry, I'm too happy" she said, Juna just looked down and wiped her tears.
"God, heart! do not marathon at a time like this." said Juna in his heart.
