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The Profound Regret

Yudha. The man fell down in open eyes. The burning, suffocating feeling in the throat made Yudha stare blankly. There was a tightness in his chest that made his breathing uncomfortable.

He was confused by what happened to him. But the man soon realized that what he was drinking was no ordinary coffee. He's been poisoned. The smell of almonds contained in this drink makes him not suspect anything before.

‘Vita, Rayyan my son. I love you guys ..” his screams call out their names. Under these circumstances, they were the only ones he remembered.

Rahma was screaming. He called everyone in the house. Again everyone there was stirred by him.

“Yes Allah, what is this Rahma ..” sigh Umi Ros half-hanger. He ran inundated without having time to wear his hijab first. Her tears immediately fell when she saw her son lying on the floor holding his chest.

“Umi can die young if you keep this up, Son ...”

“Sorry Umi sorry ...” Rahma sobbing. “I'm the one who caused it.”

“Why? What happened?” asked Umi Ros while lifting up her son's body. Put his head on his lap. “Wake, Son. Conscious. Istigfar.”

“He was intoxicated,” he replied in a stuttering voice. He was also scared and his body was trembling. Could it be that the life of that man would die at his hands? How will it go ahead? He thought far away.

“Astagfirullah!” screech Umi Ros with a roaring chest. “Call Abah! Call Alif! Prepare the car immediately,” he said in a panic tone. Actually Umi was eager to ask why this could happen, but Yudha's safety is more important than discussing this issue that he can take care of later.

“What does he drink?” ask Umi when they are already on their way to the hospital. Umi is forced to let him come along because Rahma continues to force.

“Co-coffee,” Rahma replied with a vibrating voice.

“For what do you look sorry if your attempt to poison my son succeeded?” firmly Umi Ros glared at him sharply. Lost is the tenderness that has always been shown. He has exhausted his patience.

“At first it wasn't so, Mi,” replied Rahma was still crying like that.

“Or do you want to drink the poison, but Yudha drank it so?” asked Umi Ros again with a cornered voice. “So Rahma?”

Shortly after, Rahma nodded slowly.

Umi Ros shook her head at the sight of it. The more hatred he had for his son-in-law. “Umi disappointed with you,” he said softly but so piercing heartburn. “Your mind is very short. Your knowledge is really superficial and your wits are not sound!”

The deg!

Rahma kept looking down. He did not dare to raise his head.

“Punishment awaits you. Get ready!”

“Sorry Umi ... Rahma was unintentional. Rahma didn't mean it.” Rahma screams. In such a precarious situation. The woman was crying there.

“Have you not been satisfied this whole time you tortured my son?” Umi immediately contacted Bi Retno at home. “Save used coffee in room, Bi. Don't throw it away. That's evidence to report this woman to the police.”

“Good, Bu.”

Calls closed.

“Umi don't .. plis, Mi. Please forgive Rahma.” Rahma looked so begging.

“No. You have to take responsibility for your actions.”

“Umi ... Rahma promise will not—m”

Umi Ros interrupted. “One more time I said no.”

All medics were on alert when Umi Ros's car arrived in front of the IGD. They worked together to move Yudha up the gurney.

As soon as Yudha was about to be rushed inside, Umi Ros turned to her daughter-in-law. “You don't need to come inside.”

“No, Umi. Let Rahma come. Rahma wants to know the situation Rahma wants to make sure herself.”

“I don't want to see your face, Rahma. Don't make my patience run out.” Suddenly Umi Ros uses her formal language to Rahma. From this moment on, he had already assumed this woman was someone else.

“Wife who wants to kill her own husband?” ask Umi Ros. “Come. I have to warn you especially. With gentleness, you don't understand. With violence, especially. Out, Rahma. Out,” he said over and over again.

Rahma shakes. “Let Rahma here. It's okay if Umi doesn't like it. Rahma doesn't care. Rahma had known that Umi did not like me for a long time and my mentality had indeed fallen since then. Rahma is common.”

“Hey, awake!” said Umi Ros was very careless with this woman. “It is your attitude and your mother that causes everyone to dislike you. Don't you.”

“Umi Ros turned out to be very rude,” she said smiling miris.

“Yes, whatever you say. What is clear is that it is difficult to make your shallow brain understand and know yourself.”

Umi Ros immediately called her driver, “Pak, take her directly to the police station. Do not run away,” Umi Ros said to the driver.

“Good, Bu.”

“Rahma does not want. Rahma wants to be here,” Rahma rebelled at the time Mr. driver touched her body to put in the car.

“Please take care of him yes, sir. I want to go inside.”

“Good, Bu.”

“Release! Let go I said!”

“Come, Mom. I just carry out the orders. Please don't complicate.”

“I don't want to. I want to see my husband. Let me be here. I want to wait for him.”

But the driver didn't care. The fifty-year-old man put Rahma in the car, helped by a security hospital, and headed to the police station.

Since then, the uterus is directly inserted into the cell. He was wearing his latest bright orange shirt, awaiting a court decision.

***

“How long was it?” abah murmured because he had been waiting for two hours for news from there. He immediately rushed to this hospital with his second son upon hearing the shocking news from Bi Retno.

While Alif had calmed Uminya who was constantly crying.

“What should we tell Vita, Bah?” ask Alif.

“Do not,” replied Abah Haikal immediately. “She has just given birth, later her mind is split. Poor baby. Let him hear the good news later. Tell him Yudha did not come there because there was a sudden business. Like that's it.”

“Oh yes, Bah. Alif did not think to get there,” said Alif. There was silence for a while before then he saw the doctor come out of the room and approach them. “That's the doctor.”

“Where is it, Doc?” ask Abah immediately.

“Lucky patient not too late brought here.”

“But my son is fine right, Doc?” Umi.

 “Do not worry. From blood tests and x-rays, the poison has not spread everywhere and we have overcome it by administering antidotes that can detoxify.”

“People are aware, Doc?” ask Alif.

“Not yet. But it can already be visited.”

“Thank you, Doc.”

“Sama-sama, Sir.”

***

To be continued.