WEDDING THORN

I'M SORRY, DIK!

Arkan who at that time saw the clock, he rushed out to the administration room, related Dira was allowed to go home and had been declared better.

These few days, Arkan's burden and frequent hospitalization, make Arkan forget about Asna. Either Asna's prayer, which was indeed granted, so Arkan forgot him, if he was also in the same hospital.

"Sus, this is direct debit! this afternoon the patient will be home." Arkan gave me a receipt, a debit card! and the nurse took it from Arkan's hand.

"Wait a minute, sir! I immediately take care of everything, I re-data ya sir for repayment." said the nurse, making Arkan nod.

After receiving a message from his mother. Arkan immediately uttered istighfar when he was reminded of the news, if Asna had gone home, and leave greetings.

[Ackan, I forgot! if Asna comes home today, actually do not have the heart if you stay in Dira. You better look, after you drive Dira home. I met Asna, and she nitip salam, so you focus on the same Dira first. ] message Yola's mother.

Deg.

Arkan like a statue, he was silent and leaning against the wall gap, one of his hands held tightness, a tear as if collapsing just flowed, his legs really weak can not step. Even he was forced to go to the room where Asna was cared for. There until the door, he only saw the nurse was tidying up the mattress and all the stuff there was empty was not left.

"Sus, I'd like to ask you. Where are the patients here?" ask Arkan, wipe away the tears.

"Oh. The patient, named Asna, came home two hours ago. Thank God the patient was so given a miracle sir, he recovered from his coma. Many of the other patients, experienced something similar, only 50%, Asna was very healthy does not look like a person who had run out of surgery and coma."

"good. Thanks to you, sir."

Arkan immediately stepped into Dira's room, where there was Hanna's mother-in-law who helped Dira tidy up her daughter's clothes. Arkan smiled, not showing sadness in front of Dira, because he had previously gone to the toilet to wash his face and look fresh.

"Bang, Dira's good. Looks like Dira's been on a strong path."

"No brother! brother already brought a wheelchair, mother bag let Arkan also carry, mother do not bring heavy heavy."

"Thank you Arkan."

They go home, one arm of the bag is put on a sash by Arkan, and push Dira towards the parking lot to go home with the help of a wheelchair.

There is a sense of regret for Arkan, why can he forget Asna which he must also need. Moreover, Arkan did not have time to see Asna, conscious from the coma. It makes a mistake for Arkan, in being a failed husband.

'I'm sorry. It can't be fair to you, what you have to do, to make up for everything. I feel stupid and guilty for you, inner Arkan, who hopes Asna will listen to him even in a separate place.

***

"Sure, don't you want to go back to the penang?"

"Not Asiyah. Let me just be here, the hospital you recommend here is also just as good. Even if you are forced to recover, your age will not be able to be pushed back, right?"

"Bak can't precede allah. Remember, god can be angry."

Asna immediately said Istighfar! asking for forgiveness, Asna thought she opened her eyes already in the plain clouds and a world she never wanted to see felt double the pain. But it seems the creator, has given Asna time to improve herself, so she is still given a chance at life.

'I do not know a plan for me, Lord. Give me patience and strength in living this all.' Asna's mind at that time.

"Mother, is that Abie's car?" imel said, awakening all, and turning from the window. While Imel, as if strengthening a smile, looked at Asna, hugging Asna to accompany her welcome.

"Assalamualaikum" Arkan said as he looked from an open door.

"Getishalight."

"Son Arkan, come in son!"

Asna herself smiled, looking at Arkan who returned softly. As soon as he was celos, Arkan approached Asna and rested when Asna was sitting in a wheelchair, Arkan offset half sitting staring at his wife.

"Dik! I miss you, sorry Dik. I am so very remiss in being a husband."

Imel who arrived surprised by his Abie speech, he was invited by Asiyah and her grandmother into the house. With the reason to open the gift, as if giving space to Asna and Arkan to be more free to talk seriously.

"Mas! you shouldn't be like this. You must control your attitude, in front of Imel. I shouldn't have displayed the problem of sadness in front of Imel. Children are very sensitive."

"I'm sorry, Dik!" arkan's cries broke, he hugged Asna, smirking Asna's forehead many times with a rearranged apology.

After all Asna was the guilty one, all injustice to Arkan and himself, because Asna made it so that things were complicated and wrong.

'Everything is fixed! don't feel guilty, Asna's fine. Arkan has to pay a lot of attention to Dira, he needs more mas. Insignah Asna sincere.' Asna speech, making Arkan increasingly unable to hold back tears.

TBC.