WHEN CASANOVA FELL IN LOVE
Chapter 18
Three days passed Aqila was still in mourning, she did not leave her home, while Yuli was not home since the incident that night.
"Sister, where are you?" The body sat on the terrace staring at the swaying grass as if listening to the rhythm of shahdu. Some residents are also still in Aqila's house just accompany her to tell her stories.
"Mr, Qila. There's something else!" Iin cried, the boy is still fifth grade SD was holding a blind man, his left hand carrying a stick his right hand carrying black plastic that is somehow contained.
"Who?" Aqila frowned. He never knew who that man was. Iin and the man were getting closer to her.
"Sorry to interrupt the time. Lately, Narsih has never sold again near me begging," he said, then thrusting a black plastic bag every direction.
"My mother has left me forever. Please forgive all his mistakes, Mas," said Aqila. The man looked wrong and touched his chest, the age of the two is not much different.
"Mad should have forgiven him. If I don't have any problems with me" said the man smiling sweetly. As if there was no burden on his heart, he actually knew that Narsih was dead but pretended not to know.
"My mother never did anything wrong to me, Mom. There was no reason for me to forgive her," Aqila's eyes continued to look at the blind man. Aqila seemed to know herself.
"I'll visit you a lot Aqila, as soon as your mother's message to me as she's alive" she explained with a flat face.
"We have known before, Mas's voice was like a stranger to my ears" said Aqila. The girl touched her chest that was like a needle for a moment.
"Oh, no. It's the first time we've met, '" he said. Aqila just nodded and let the man in despite the previous refusal. Neighbors who serve tea and biscuits, Aqila begeas bath considering the day is getting dark. The man left without saying goodbye to Aqila.
The girl was curious about the plastic wrap that the man was carrying, hastily Aqila and her neighbors who stayed at her house opened the package, just some old clothes and a necklace that he thought was completely worthless. The little girl wrapped the plastic back in her closet and put it in her mother's closet, maybe one day she will need it, she thought.
When he put the package into the closet he found a small box that was worn out. The curiosity in his heart was getting stronger, if his mother was still there then he would not dare to open what was not his right.
"I slept first huh, Ma'am," said his neighbor, Aqila just nodded.
The thin dusty box he slowly wiped, then opened it. There were a few pieces of worn-out photos, two small children embracing each other. Aqila's eyes condensed, her self that was inside the photo was so familiar unlike her current moment. Aqila's hand picked up a small earring and a small diamond stone of the same size, Aqila was again convinced that this earring belonged to her and her brother.
His tears could not be contained anymore, considering how much he loved his mother. Aqila's hand opened a letter that was tucked in there, with a heavy heart she opened slowly.
"For the mother's son, Aqila. Hopefully by the time you read this letter your memory is back, dear. I know there's not much time left to live in this world. The disease that continues every day to eat away at the mother's body makes the mother unable to fight it.
For some reason when calling and saying your name, my heart feels crowded. Maybe because the name you put on you is the name of your long-lost biological child.
Aqila, forgive mom. There is no intention of the mother's heart to lie to you, there is no intention of the mother's heart to close yourself. I love and love you more than I love Yuli, there will be blind men who will faithfully accompany you and tell you the true identity of you. I'm sorry your foster mother lied to you all the time."
Aqila's tiny body breaks loose, the tears race down her smooth cheeks, realizing that she is not the real Aqila at the moment, that Yuli deserves to hate herself and her mother. Aqila held her head that was so painful, as intense as a monstrous shadow and a sweet shadow danced in her fleeting memories.
FLASHBACKS
Three years ago Narsih as an ustazah was shown to bathe the corpse, he was called by the Rani family to bathe the newly arrived corpse from the hospital, which he was told was, because around the house Rani ustazahnya is sick and can not do his duty.
Struggled the old woman came to his residence Rani while carrying flowers to bathe the body, when she arrived at the house that is quite rich Narsih saw the body was already behind the house, he said, bathing outside the house with a makeshift tent as in general, the corpse he will bathe is already on a special bath bed, the bathhouse, but no one was waiting for him here when Narsih arrived.
The body Narsih saw was as pale as a corpse in general, but his finger moving repeatedly scared Narsih a little, with a cautious heart he approached and felt the frail body lying down but to his surprise Narsih's body felt warm and pulsating, unlike a corpse in general. The frail body fingers were still moving as if asking for help.
"By please Ibuk," said Narsih in a trembling voice.
"What's up, Buk?"
"Please take the unidentified body at the hospital. Just admit it's your family, just admit she's Yuli's your family and take her to Rani's house immediately" Narsih explained frantically.
"But I ...."
"Don't refuse for the safety of one life, take it through the back gate. Ambulance if it can be a little far away," whispered Narsih again in his cave.
Hearing those words Roby didn't say much anymore. He accepts the consequences that he will bear with Narsih later if caught. Almost an hour waiting for Roby never arrived, it seems the child was a little difficult to persuade the doctor.
"Ustadzah. Is the body washed?" Ask Adiba gently. The newlyweds were too busy preparing the arriving guests without noticing what was happening behind.
"In a moment," Narsih replied in a trembling voice. Afraid, that was how he felt right now.
His eyes were still looking at the back gate, his smile expanding as Roby arrived with three nurses carrying the body, just as Narsih wished, the body of the woman Roby was carrying was almost the same as the body he was about to bathe.
Roby immediately put the woman's body in the bathhouse and took the still-living frail body and put it on a stretcher. Roby and the nurse leave Rani's house unbeknownst to Rani, but Roby is taken to the hospital where he retrieves the body of the woman without her identity.
"Mas. This woman seems critical" said the nurse, staring at her frail body and then turned to look at Roby's panicked face.
"Yes, Mas. If we can get to the hospital sooner we'll be better." Roby hit his own head.
"Hold on," he said. Roby's eyes glazed over, I don't know what he's thinking right now. Whether the pain is still there or gone.
Arriving at the hospital the frail body was immediately handled in the ER and shortly after entering the IGD the body needed special treatment, which was needed, while Narsih bathed the body deftly and asked some women to lift the woman's body so that it could be forgiven, he said, Rani does not see it when Narsih is harassing while her neighbors do not really recognize the woman in Rani's house, Juna was too washed away in her suffering until half her life seemed to be lost.
It's all over Narsih's work, now it's the fathers' turn to bring the body to its final rest.
All went well, Narsih's heart was so relieved considering there would be no more torture for the woman he helped. In this position he is innocent of slander from Roby said Rani tortured women who live in his house.
Narsih came home after receiving his wages, actually he did not expect at all but Rani forced him and sent Narsih back tomorrow to just visit Rani and Juna, Narsih just nodded in agreement.
The more than forty-year-old woman rushed home, her heart and mind fixed on the woman she had just saved. Back he reached into his salary and called Roby, several times a new call was raised by the owner.
"Roby how's that woman doing?" Ask Narsih in panic. He was afraid that the woman he had helped would not survive.
"Criticism, Buk. The nurse told me to pay for the administration but I had no money" Roby explained. True in fact he had no money because he also came and wandered in the city.
"Later mom there, send the hospital address here," said Narsih. Even though he is old but still deft, nimble and smart.
Taking his savings for umrah, family card, Yuli ID card and certificate of loss of Yuli without the knowledge of his son, Yuli, because indeed Yuli likes to go where she likes to be the head of the village to make willingly.
Seriate....
