Trying To Be Faithful

Doa

"Mom, I'll go home first. There's a father who keeps mom here."

"Thank you, Bi. Be careful on the road."

"May we meet again later, ma'am. The strong, the patient."

"Yes, Bi. Thanks again."

Bi Juria also left.

"Where is she now, Mom?" asked Raden pretending he just came.

"Lifting, Sir. O, yes. I can go home when, huh? The children's kasian was left behind for too long."

"Maybe tomorrow. Make sure the condition of the mother is healthy. It's even harder to take care of a child in pain."

"Yes too, anyway."

"Sodara mom .. emm means sodara bladder, what ...."

Hasna smile. He knew Raden was asking about his personality.

"I'm five-pointed, sir. My parents are far from here. They live in Majalengka. They were here a long time ago when my husband died. I'm the firstborn."

"Oohhh, I happen to be the third of five children. All men except the youngest, she was her own. My parents live mother. My father died from falling off the roof."

"Innalilah."

"My son two. The first male, he attended the final semester of law, and the second is still High School Grade 2. Women."

Hasna.

"Mother has eaten? If I haven't ordered it online."

"Already, Sir. Thanks."

Raden glanced at the clock that was coiled around his wrist.

"It's late at night, I'd better rest and get well soon."

Hasna nodded. He laid down his body, pulled the blanket over his chest. Although not sleepy, he forced himself to shut down. The awkward and uncomfortable feeling of being in the same room as a stranger, makes him always have trouble sleeping soundly.

"*Bi, why is Mr Raden so good with me? That means .. yes it is not natural that he would take responsibility until waiting for me everything here. Honestly, I feel uncomfortable."

"Then, when he was out of town, his wife went to pick up her son who was at school. Since the beginning, I never allowed Ms. Erna to use a motorcycle, but somehow that day was allowed. Ms. Erna was hit and she was just left behind. Ms. Erna was not helped because of the length of the relief. Maybe you're traumatized and don't want that to happen to you."

"Oh, so. But I still feel uncomfortable. Though he had the responsibility of financing the hospital was enough."

"We never know how deep someone's trauma is. Maybe for us that sounds strange and ordinary. But, whose human heart knows*."

Hasna tried to understand what Raden is doing now because he heard the story from Bi Juriah.

Hasna who had started to fall asleep felt her hands hurt. He slowly opened his eyes and checked what was happening. He was so shocked when he saw the infusion hose was red.

"Astaghfiullah!"

His shout made Raden who was also asleep, wake up.

"What's wrong?" tanyanya rubbing eyes.

"Blood, why did it turn red?" tanyanya panic.

Raden saw Hasna's infusion hose, and it turned out that the infusion bottle had run out. Raden immediately turned up and called the nurse.

The nurses came, and they took action.

"Where's sus?" ask Raden.

"It's okay, sir. Earlier the infusion of the father's wife ran out, so her blood went up. But it's okay. It's normal again."

"Yeah. Thanks, sus." Raden stuttered because of the nurse's words.

Hasna lowered her head while pretending to see her new infusion.

"I'll excuse you, sir. Later if the infusion fluid remains a little, do not sleep first fear the blood of the father's wife rises again to the hose."

Raden nodded groggyly.

Hasna did not want to see Raden's face, rather she did not want to look at the man. He slowly laid his body down while turning his back to Raden.

"Cold" Raden said, enveloping Hasna's body. The woman was shocked and.

Raden. He sat down and took his cell phone. Open some apps and close them. Open another app and then close it again. And so on until a few times and I don't know what to look for.

The night was getting late, both of them fell asleep.

Azan dawn reverberating. Hasna had to open her eyes which were still very sleepy. Slowly he got up, got out of bed to take ablution. It's bad he did that because it's impossible to ask Raden to help him wudu on the bed.

Hasna took the mukena and prayed in a sitting state.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi ...."

O Allah, O Rabbi. Pass on the longing of the servant to the husband of the servant. Give him a glorious place by your side. Forgive all their sins, O Allah. I testify that he is a good man and is responsible to the family. Ridhoi him O Allah. Tell him that I miss you very much. I miss him very much, God.

Hasna cried as she continued to pray for her late husband.

Raden who heard Isak crying Hasna just saw in silence. pretending to be asleep because he did not want to disturb the solemnity of Hasna in praying.

Why is it that every time I see you cry, my heart always hurts? What burden are you bearing, Hasna.