Waiting for Tomorrow

A Mother's Longing

  "Yes Fera. Want to give banana compote same as jengkol stew!" Fatimah also gave a bushel to Fera.

  "Thank you very much Mba! Mba Fatimah's cooking must be delicious!" Praise Fera while welcoming the group from Fatimah.

  "You can do it, Fer!"

  "Let's go to Mba! It just so happened that my mom had breakfast!" Her request. Fera also entered the house. Fatimah followed behind him.

  "Emery! This is you know, Fatimah brings a banana compote and her favorite jellyfish!" Seru Fera's.

  "Alhamdulilah early in the morning already get rizki from prospective ghosts! Here's breakfast with Mom, Fatimah! Same fried tempeh, vegetable papaya, and sambal terasi!" Seru.

  "Fatimah has breakfast, Mommy! Mom, how's it going?" Sapa Fatimah's.

  "Thank God, the news is good enough now! My mother's hand is healed!" The reply.

  "Why mother's hand?" Fatimah was surprised to hear that.

  "Yesternight Mother slipped here! Keep his hands on the back!" Reply Fera while pointing towards her mother falling.

  "Oh God! But your hands are okay?" Fatimah asked very worriedly.

  "Alhamdulillah is okay. Just spraining. But yesterday it's been massaged by Suripah's ma'am." The reply.

  "Alhamdulillah then! Next time be careful, Mom! Maybe the floor is slippery, Mommy?" Ask.

  "Emak dizzy over time drying rice! Plus, Mom keeps thinking the same Mas Hari! Until I can't sleep! This morning, my mom didn't want breakfast either! Sit on the porch waiting for the post office! After I talk, I'll have breakfast!" Answer Fera.

  "Don't think about it, Mom! Insha Allah is Good Day! Tomorrow if it's off and it's time for Mas Hari to go home again, Mak!" Fatimah Pinta.

  "Yesterday I told you that too, Mba! But Mom kept thinking Mas Hari!" Reply Fera.

  "But Mother's feelings are not what they used to be, Fatimah! Mother does not want to be left by Hari! Mom wants to know from him! Mother's mind has not calmed down, if you haven't gotten a letter from Hari!"

  "So no letter from Mas Hari huh Mak?" Fatimah was disappointed.

  "Not Fatimah. That's why my mom was sitting on the terrace this morning, waiting for the post office! But Fera said it was now a red date! The post office is closed!" The answer.

  "Just like Mom! Actually I also from yesterday always imagined the face of Mas Hari. Like something's going on with him. But I can't possibly tell Mom! I don't want to see Mom get sadder and my thoughts continue to be the same Mas Hari." Fatimah said in her heart.

  "Yes Mak. Now the red date. The post office is closed. Maybe Mas Hari is still busy working, Mom! I haven't sent a letter to my mom!" Said.

  "Yes Fatimah! You're on the red day of her work holiday, Fatimah?" Ask mom.

  "No holiday, Mom! But in the day shift. Hospital work isn't every red day off, Mak!" The answer.

  "Just be grateful for Fatimah! All work is at risk! What matters is that your work is halal! Didn't we?" Advise your mother while holding a glass filled with warm tea.

  "Yes right, Mama."

  "For a while, Mba, I'll stay!"

  "Not bother Fera! I'm gonna go straight!" Exclaims.

  "It's okay Mba! I made tea! No need to rush. It's going to work in the afternoon!" The reply.

  "The challenge was left first!"

  "Yes Fera! Mom, Fatimah said yes!" Fatimah extended her right hand to her mother.

  "Tell your mother, Mom, thank you for being given a brother to the sun." Pinta Emak while welcoming Fatimah's right hand.

  "Yes Mak. Insha Allah I will tell you. Fera, I'm going home! If you have a letter from Mas Hari, please let me know!" Pinta Fatimah shaking hands with Fera.

  "Yes Mba. I'll definitely call!" The reply.

  "Assalamu'alaikum." Greetings Fatimah as she steps her foot towards the front door.

  "Wa'alaikumsalam." Mama and Fera answered together.

  As soon as he came out of his house, Fatimah immediately cried as she pleased. Her tears that she had been holding back from earlier, instantly fell flooding her beautiful face. Because he did not want to be seen by Mother or Fera, Fatimah rushed to turn on her motorbike. While riding his motorbike towards the house, his tears were dripping nonstop.

  Meanwhile, after the man who hit Hari finished making payments in the administration, he also did a blood donation that will be transfused into the body of Hari who will carry out surgery on his head.

  The man was again faced with a stressful situation. The operation on the head of the day is ongoing. He waited in front of the operating room feeling very agitated. He did not know Hari. But he really hopes that the young man he hit can get a quick handling, with the results as expected.

  After waiting for about an hour and a half, the operation was finally completed. A doctor who had previously handled Hari in the ER room, reappeared from behind the door.

  "Doctor, how's the operation Doc?" Ask the man worriedly.

  "Thank God everything went well, sir!" The answer.

  "Have I been able to see her, Doc?" Ask full of hope.

  "Already Sir. If you could know whose name this father is? Do you know the patient?" Ask.

  "My name is Teddy Doc! I don't know any patients! I don't even know the patient's home address! Someone saw, the patient's wallet was lost pickpocketed before the incident!" Answer the man named Mr. Teddy.

  "But I see Mr. Teddy very worried about the state of the patient! Like a father with his son!" Said.

  "Because I used to be in a position like now Doc! My wife and children cannot be saved!" The answer.

  "Oh so. The strong one, Mr Teddy! The age of man is God's secret. Hope this patient is saved! Until now, the patient has not been conscious. But it'll soon be moved to the ICU." Her speech.

  "Yes Doc, I want to see him! Thank you very much for all the prompt action to the patient, Doc!"

  "Together Mr. Teddy. It has all become my duty. I'll stay first sir! To treat other patients!" Her speech.

  "Yes sir." Mr. Teddy rushed into the operating room.

  As soon as he entered the room, Mr. Teddy again felt a deep sadness. Her tears instantly dripped down her cheeks.

  In front of him, he saw a young man lying helplessly, with his head having no hair at all. But it was a bandage wrapped around his head.

  "O Allah, O Lord! Only to You, my servant asks for help! Heal this man as he was. Give him long life! Lift up your sickness, O God! Aamiin yes rabbal'alamiin." Mr. Teddy also rubbed his palms into his face. Slowly he approached the body of Hari. Mr. Teddy's right hand held the fingers of his right hand that was drooping.

  "Wakeup! You must be strong! You can definitely go through all of these hard trials! You are still young. Your future is long!" Exclaims.

  "Just yesterday I didn't go through that road! None of this is going to happen!" Mr. Teddy wiped the tears that dripped on his cheek.