TRAVELLER LOVE
Holy pledge in the hospital.
My mind is still not sullen. This postpartum stitch wound is still painful, but again news as fast as the wind seems to destroy my hope and spirit. Trial after ordeal strikes my senses. What am I supposed to do now? I want to scream! My steps are at the end of life. Intentionally wanting to visit my dying best friend, I was helpless. My little baby is not yet the time for me to stay, the wound on my stomach still hurts. But the pain in the heart also seemed to be re-engraved. What do I have to do now?
" Zahra, you rest first well. Mommy notice you daydream a lot? what was? dong's story is with mom" Mom approached me.
" i'm actually thinking of my best friend Mom. I really want to see it but how? I have not recovered myself. My son needs me too" I told him with a sense of tightness and unstoppable tears.
" there will be HP nak. video call can also be. "he said later.
" ah yes ma'am. Why did I forget yah? so it melows like this" I hurried to take my hole..
I'll call Furqon's phone number right away. When the video call was connected, it saw an unusual sight. Furqon is seen wearing a suit and black peci. While behind him is seen Sari who is lying with a bandage of kebaya and face decoration that still looks pale. I wonder what this is.. !
" Furqon, what the hell is this? why does it look like. "my speech stopped, I want to hear the explanation directly.
" hmm, as you can see. We will have a marriage contract here" Furqon said with a raucous voice and a face that I had a hard time guessing.
" A Wedding? in the hospital?" I'm getting more astonished. Looks like my best friend's illness is severe enough that he is determined to hold a marriage contract in the hospital.
" Ah yes sir" furqon's voice from behind the phone.
" Zahra, would you like to keep calling and see us make a holy pledge? " said Furqon and saw him bow his gaze.
" Of course Furqon! " my words together
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" Well" Furqon was about to lay down his hape and of course he chose the right position so that I could see them freely. My eyes are back in tears. There is a sense of happiness, because my best friend will soon realize his dream to join his heart in a halal bond. However, sadness is also present just like that, given the current condition of my best friend.
" I accept Nur intan sari binti Makmur's marriage with a set of prayer tools in cash!!! " the loud words uttered by Furqon as proof that they were lawful to be husband and wife. But suddenly everyone in the room panicked after Furqon uttered that holy pledge.
" Furqon! what's the matter!? What happened to Sari? " i screamed on the phone but no one paid attention to me. Some nurses entered with panicked faces. I was scared, afraid something would happen to my best friend. The call was still going on I saw Furqon clasping the hand of Sari who had become his rightful wife. Concern was clearly on his face. I saw Sari's breath go up and down. At first glance she saw me through the video call! Her tears glistened while looking at me meaningfully. I was also unable to block the crystal grains in the corner of my eye. I can only pray for my best friend. Suddenly my life died.
" why again this? why could he die? lowbet?? what about Sari? what the hell happened to him? Is he gonna be okay? " The question keeps raging in my head. I'm getting frustrated with the current state of affairs.
