
Ditya replaces Rina's midwife doing all the safety procedures as much as possible until Wiya coughed and pulled water out of her mouth and nose. But he was not aware right away. Ditya checked his condition and could breathe a sigh of relief because the stressful period in his patient's life was missed already.
Midwife Rina changes Wiya's clothes and hijab with a new one. Although not fully aware, but he was breathing as usual and Ditya made sure there was no salt water left in his respiratory tract. Wiya was lucky to be found soon.
Ditya immediately used gloves to immediately give treatment to the wounds that were quite a lot on Wiya's face. As long as he went through the process of becoming a doctor, only this time Ditya was so pained and could not stand the treatment procedure.
He began to apply gentle pressure on the surface around the wound with a sterile cotton swab, then removed the dirt and small difference that still stuck there with tweezers that have also been cleaned with alcohol. Wiya's face looked calm and unaffected in the slightest with every action Ditya and the team of doctors did. Until all treatment is completed.
***
Almost puku three in the morning, the wind is already more shady. Because the location of the puskesdes was on the hill of the village, so the cold still felt entering from the window slit gently swept across the face of a woman who still looked soundly in a makeshift indoor bed.
There were quick, heavy and hasty steps. Zayn in a black leather jacket and his frantic face walked slightly to the room where his wife was, and it was also seen that Mr. Taufik and his sister Soleh, faithfully matching the steps of their superiors. The middle-aged man was no less worried about his mistress.
Zayn walked down the hallway looking quite crowded, a group of women walking from the opposite direction. One of them looked very panicked, anxious and tried to avoid Zayn.
But Soleh seemed to be aware and recognized the woman who was acting strangely among 2 other women.
"Dec Vela?" reproofing.
Soleh was certainly happy and did not expect to meet Vela here. It's been a few days since Vela took a leave of absence, never to return Soleh's message again.
Vela tries to escape, but Zayn hands twice as fast and grabs the neck of the shirt he is wearing. Vela's body froze. Windy and Nina wonder what really happened. Who are these guys?
"I told you, right? today I will pay cash! Please run to the end of the world, if you can!" threaten Zayn with a very subtle tone.
Then Zayn took off his grip from the collar of the shirt, Vela fell hard to the floor and grabbed the body with both hands. Although equally afraid, but Nina and Windy still try to help his friend.
Mr. Taufik shook his head unexpectedly. All this time he knew Vela was a smart woman, deft and very cheerful. Sole also felt the tension that occurred between them.
"Kan Abang has told you to deck Vela, you don't be reckless. Dengerin brother if you want to survive. Now my brother can't help anything. You feel the risk yourself," said Soleh who helped Vela stand up.
Zayn stopped when he saw Ditya in front of the room that he thought must be the room where his wife was. Ditya who was sitting in a groan momentarily stood up while looking at Zayn from a distance.
"She was inside, resting" said a nervous Ditya, the first time he communicated with the husband of one of his team. However, as the team leader in this mission, he feels guilty because Wiya's safety during the trip is his responsibility.
Zayn only gave a sword-sharp look without taking out a word. He passed in while Mr. Taufik stayed outside to talk to Ditya.
Ditya explained what had happened. All so fast and never expected at all. And also Ditya did not know what made Wiya so desperate to go home that night.
"I represent Mr. Zayn and his family, thank you very much for the help of Ditya's doctor," Mr. Taufik patted Ditya's shoulder, who was still wearing his white robe.
Ditya simply replied with a nod and smiled bitterly. He could not read the real situation.
Whereas since he saw the gelagat Vela from the beginning, he was already wary and watching Vela's behavior. He also arranged for Wiya to never serve on the same day as Vela.
He'll ask Vela soon.
***
In a narrow room. His heart was as narrow as it was now because it had been claustrophobic since earlier. He knew that Wiya must have gone with the fateful ship tonight, for fear that Zayn would be mistaken and eaten by a cheap trap made by a sad woman who was heartbroken.
Dear Assalamualaikum, sorry I just came. I shouldn't have let you here. Where does he say you're going to have fun here? where's Wiya? Wake up, baby, we go home. What should I say to my mom, my mom. Come on, baby, this is our holiday.
Ditya ventured in, although he did not want to disturb, but he had to complete his duties as a doctor, as well as the head of this team. Not intended to take responsibility, but he had tried to prevent Wiya from leaving last night.
Zayn rubbed his tears that still piled a little on his cheeks, he stood up and thanked him. He already knows, Ditya has helped Wiya a lot during his time here. He also regretted ever letting bad thoughts slip even a little.
"Thank you so much doctor, I'll take him home tomorrow morning. Should we bring referrals?"
"No sir, sir,..."
"Call Zayn!"
"Okayn, Wiya has actually passed the critical period. Lucky he can hold the fiber out of nowhere. Alhamdulillah," a glance towards Wiya. "So he actually had time to open his eyes, everything was stable just a treatment of scratches on his face. Relax, everything will be fine, God willing.and I. I am sorry..."
"It's the doctor, it's not your fault. Now I want to be alone with my wife, "
"Yes, of course, that's better. I'm going back to camp to finish something. The doctor keeps it in his room if at any time Wiya wakes up must be checked first..."
"When will he wake up?" enquiring.
"If there are no other complications, maybe tomorrow morning. God willing. Pray for Him even more" said Ditya, calming while his heart also needed calm.
Not long after Ditya passed. Zayn is still faithful beside his wife. Memorize the prayer and keep calling Wiya's name slowly. Do not forget he prayed two rakaat menengahakan, knocking on the doors of the sky begging with the Most Merciful for the condition of his beloved.
Fifteen minutes past four, Zayn's eyes were still awake reading each verse on the digital Qur'an Mushaf on his phone. Next to his hand never took off gently rubbing the palm of Wiya's hand.
Suddenly his hands were amused to feel the fingers moving slowly, Zayn stopped reading and made sure that what he had felt was Wiya's fingers returning his grasp.
"Mas." called Wiya softly while opening her eyes. "Mas, I haven't prayed yet" he said in a semi-conscious state.
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Yes, yes, Gaess today. Semaput. Not sad, right? though there is no need to be sad, if there is no Bang Zayn can be the same author eNKa.heum...