Trying To Be Faithful

Another story

"Tea."

Looking at his sister, Inggit, Hasna was like seeing a drop of morning dew in the desert. She wanted to cry, but her tears were already dry.

Seeing her brother's pale face, Inggit was sad. He felt guilty for coming too late to accompany his only sister.

"Here, I'll take a meal. Mama's cooking."

Hasna smile. Although she lost her appetite, but this is mother's cooking. The longing to meet, at least can be slightly treated by eating his hand cooking, thought Hasna.

In his mind, he imagined how his mother's face looked at him with shady and loving eyes. Hasna ate something for a second. Sick, very sick if we eat by holding back tears so as not to fall.

"It."

A bottle of cold mineral water was in front of Hasna's face, but not from Inggit's hands.

"Thank you." Hasna took the bottle, opened it and drank it.

"Who is this?" ask Raden.

"He's my second brother, sir. I want his name."

"Oh, hi. Meet me, Raden. Friends of Hasna."

Inggit welcomed Raden's hand with courtesy.

"How's Nay doing, tea?"

Hasna shook her head weakly.

"I'll make sure the hospital provides the best service for Nay. You take it easy."

Hasna smile. "This is also Alhamdulillah, sir. I haven't received poor service from the hospital."

"Thank God. If anything, tell me, or ...." Raden looked around and there looking for someone. Finally he waved at someone to approach him.

"Ready, sir." A security approached.

Hasna and Inggit looked at each other in wonder.

"What are you doing today?"

"Please, Sir."

"You're coming home soon, right?"

"Yes, sir."

"I give you some extra money, but make sure this mother doesn't get into trouble as long as her child is cared for here."

"Good, sir."

Hasna stand. He looked at Raden.

"Sir, none of this is necessary. This is too much in my opinion."

"Not everyone in this hospital knows that you're my friend. That's why I asked him to take care of you."

"I understand, Sir. Honestly, I don't need this."

"Mom, just accept it, yeah. I will get extra money later. My wife gave birth a week later. So, I need money to prepare later."

Hasna only let out a long sigh when she heard the guard's words.

Raden raised both his shoulders as he passed. She smiled slightly as she stepped away from Hasna.

The security guard stood guard over Hasna. Like a bodyguard guard guarding his master. The attention of the people around made Hasna feel really uncomfortable.

"Sir, just sit here. Don't be prepared like that."

Many times Inggit asked the security guard to be relaxed, still not harried.

The security guard's phone rang, he picked it up and spoke so formally. He left without even speaking a word to Hasna and Inggit.

Just now Hasna gave thanks, the security guard named Andi came back. This time he did not come empty handed. I don't know what box he was carrying in the white crackle.

"Excuse me, Mum. This is a shipment from Mr. Raden."

"This what?"

"I don't know, Mom. It hasn't been opened."

Hasna snorted in annoyance.

Inggit took the box, then opened the contents. There was chicken and rice in the same three boxes. Balinese chicken betutu.

"This is three, it seems to be for us. I'm one, but one, and father one."

"I?" ask Andi.

They look around them. Make sure no one else but the three of them are there.

"It seems like it is. There's no one else but us. Except the invisible."

"Write!" Hasna hit her sister's thigh hard until Inggit grimaced in pain.

That night, though it did not take away Hasna's grief and suffering, at least she was not alone and there were friends to talk to.

"Sir Andi, I want to ask. Who is Mr Raden? How could you obey him" asked Inggit.

"Oh, her? Mr. Raden is the grandson of the owner of this hospital. He's head of procurement. If the leader of the hospital himself is his uncle, Mr. Handi."

"Oooh, pantesan."

"Mother ... Where do you know Mr Raden? How very special."

Hasna glanced at Andi. The security guard looked uncomfortable and felt bad for Hasna.

"I used to get hit with him."

"Collided? Well, maybe the mother who entered the hospital continues to be guarded the same Bi ... Bi ... Bi who is that name. Ahhh, that's it."

"Why is that?" ask Inggit.

"That's my aunt's confidant. My father was closest to my aunt after her mother died. He said no one could bother the aunt. He is the highest caste closest to his father. So pas denger there are sick women continue to be guarded the same aunt, it becomes a scene."

"Gigger?" inggit's question coincided with Hasna's eyes which glanced curiously.

"Yes, splashy. He said the woman was special. Even the people at the hospital thought it was my girlfriend."

Uhuk!

Hasna choked even while she was not eating anything.

"The father was left with his wife. He said his wife was cheating. Since they divorced, I have never been close to a woman. Hence her family was on the same curious figure of the woman who was being cared for at the aunt."

"Curious why?"

"The question is who is the woman who can attract the attention of Mr. Raden."

"cheating? Mr Raden's wife wasn't an accident? He was hit by a run" Hasna said.

"Then anyway? People's feelings say that Mr. Raden's wife is cheating."

"Hust! Don't slander, sir. Sins."

"It's not so, Mom. If indeed his wife died, the time of the people here did not know. At least there's an announcement or something, right? There is no feeling."

They were silent for a moment, then resumed eating. Hasna was silent. His eyes stared deep into the dark sky. There were no stars there, only black and dark.

Hasna decides to go inside and accompany Nay there. He rubbed his son's face, recited a prayer and blew it on Nay's crown.

"We're bobo, yeah, kid. It's night. Do not forget to read the prayer, may tomorrow you and your mother wake up full of happiness."

Hasna slept beside Nay, hugging the little hand with longing wrapped in deep sorrow and sorrow.