When You're Gone

Awaiting you...

A week later....

Bakri had just parked his bike on the porch of the house, returning from his shop. Suddenly his HP shook.

" drrrt .. drrrt "

"Hello.. huh Ki ? "

"----"

"Say me next week, now I'm empty. "

"----"

" How much is Ki. "

"----"

"Say the same collector, ask for a week.if I do not pay can pull his goods back ."

"----"

"Ok..waalaikumussalam . "

The conversation did not escape a pair of ears behind the door. Khairani who was waiting for her husband accidentally heard it all . She was trying to understand what her husband was talking about with his employees. Moreover, seeing the sad face of her husband, certainly not good news.

When Khairani opened the door, Bakri was jolted from his daydream .

"Again you home ? I don't go straight in ." Reproved

"Ehh.the new branch arrived, tired once today. So relax here first ." Bakri replied with a fake smile.

"Ooo ..I'll make tea for brother ." Khairani went to the kitchen.

Bakri sighed harshly .His mind was deadlocked the problem that was in contact with him made him weak now. Pretending to pretend well in front of his wife, so that Khairani focus on just the same pregnancy.

A few minutes later Khairani came back with warm tea for her husband.

" Drink Bang while it's still warm "

" yes, okay, thank you." Bakri also drank Khairani's buataa tea.

Khairani stared at her husband inside, his dashing body now looking frail. Her heart was filled when she knew her husband kept all his problems to himself. He knew very well that Bakri deliberately kept all of it just to keep it.

Khairani pretends not to know, but whatever happens Luki always conveys to him without Bakri's knowledge.

"Let's go in Ran, already want maghrib " Bakri said while standing and finally entered followed Khairani from behind with a glass of her husband's tea .

That night Khairani found it hard to close her eyes. Pregnancy that feels increasingly heavy and the difficulty of finding a comfortable sleeping position is added again with his mind filled by the talk of Bakri and Luki on the phone.

He finally chose to complain to the owner of life. With sobs that restrained Khairani released her heartbreak. Satisfied memunajad Khairani was back to lay his body beside Bakri who had been asleep from earlier because of fatigue. She looked at her husband's face for a while and finally fell asleep on her own.

Since morning Khairani felt her stomach ache, while it went away for a while then the pain came again. But Khairani ignored her pain.

By late afternoon the pain that increasingly often makes Khairani weakened. When she takes a drink in the kitchen accidentally Fariz sees Khairani clinging firmly to the table while moaning to endure the pain. Sweat poured down his forehead.

"Mother... ! mother is sick.. ? " Tanya Fariz was worried.

" Mother's stomach hurts.. " Answer Khairani with a brick voice.

After helping her mother sit down, she picked up a glass that Khairani had not yet drunk. After giving her mother Fariz a drink, she ran to the room and decided to call her father.

"Hello, Dad. "

" Yes, son, what's wrong ? "

" Hurry home Dad... Mother Well...

"Mother why ? "

" Mother her stomach hurts... Fariz is afraid of Yah ."

"Fariz, take care of your mother in a moment. " Bakri turned off the phone call and booked a taxi online. A few minutes later the taxi was booked .

"So soon the road bang. My wife is again sick ."

"As per application sir.. ?"

"Yes... "Jawab Bakri brief.

Twenty minutes later Bakri arrived in front of his house.

" Bang.wait a minute ." Without waiting for the taxi driver to answer, Bakri immediately ran into the house. In the living room Khairani had been waiting with Fariz and Alma.

" You strong path Ran ? "

Answered a nod by Khairani. The pale and sweaty face was proof of the terrible pain he felt. Holding Bakri, Khairani starts to step towards the taxi, followed by Fariz and Alma from behind.

After sitting Khairani safely in the passenger seat Bakri turned to face Faris and Alma who were still waiting with anxious faces.

" Riz.. Here's your bag and suitcase. You're the same Alma waiting at home, your mother's HP you hold it later I tell Bang Luki to be accompanied tonight. Be careful at home, if there's anything on your phone. I'll go first ." Bakri went straight into the taxi and sat next to Khairani .

"Yes Well, take care of Mother, Yes .Let me know that he was born ."Answer Fariz

"Good boy, Daddy's gone. "

Arriving at the hospital, Khairani helped Bakri and two sisters to climb to Stretcher, then pushed to the ER.

"I'm sorry, sir, just let us check on his mother first ."

Bakri could only stare at his wife who from earlier moaning silently brought into the room to be examined .

A few minutes later...

"The Khairani Family...

"I'm her husband sus ."

"There's something we want to ask you, sir . Khairani's mother can control with whom 'Pak ? "

"Doctor Ridha Sus , how is my wife's condition. "

"Later the doctor who will explain it yes sir . Excuse me I have to call Doctor Ridha first ."

Bakri sat in the front waiting chair of the room where Khairani was. Treading his back with his head up. Bakri closed his eyes and his hands were crossed in front of his chest. Trying to calm his chaotic and frustrated mind. He was shocked when he heard someone calling his name.

" Bakri sir, can come with me for a moment..." It turned out that Doctor Ridha was already in front of him.

"Good Doc ."

Arriving in Doctor Ridha's room...

"Please sit down Sir ."

"Thank you Doc ." Bakri sat down while looking at Doctor Ridha who was busy removing some files and put them in a map, then thrust the map in front of Bakri.

Realizing the confusion Bakri Doctor Ridha immediately explained .

"Please read and sign . Kairani's mother couldn't wait any longer ."

"How he is now Doctor." said Bakri anxiously .

" It must be in operation immediately sir . To avoid the risks we talked about the other day .

"Well doctor.do your best for my wife and child . "Tap Bakri while reaching for the file and signing it.

"May I meet my wife Doctor ? "

"Of course you can, but you should go to the administration first so that action can be done immediately ."

"Okay Doctor, thank you ...I go first... !! " Bakri left without waiting for Doctor Ridha's answer. Rushing towards the administration.

"Good afternoon sus, on behalf of Khairani ."

"Well pack a minute I check first.want to be paid off or DP first, sir "

"Dp used to be Sus ,Five million used to be... ? " Task Bakri while handing the money over to the nurse.

"May Sir ."

After counting and making sure the money was enough, the nurse handed over her payment receipt.

"Thank you, Sus." Bakri said as he stood up from his seat.

"Same as Sir ."

*****

With an erratic feeling Bakri stepped into the room where his wife was preparing to enter the operating room. Slowly he pressed the door handle, after it opened he saw Khairani who had been wearing sterile clothes .He approached with a smile and grabbed his wife's soft hand and said..

"Is it very painful ? "

"Very... " Reply Khairani with a smile and a sad look.

"Patience ..A little while it will not hurt . Sorry I can't accompany you ."

"It's okay Bang . Help me with prayer. Bang... What about the operating costs ? "

" Focus on operations by Rani . Others let brother think. Don't stress later his blood pressure rises, it's even hard to be ." Khairani begins to look glassy, when a nun enters .

"Excuse me, Mrs Khairani, it's time to enter the observation room ahead of SC ."

"Good,Sus . Ran brother wait for you . Come back with our little angel." Bakri said while wiping away the tears of Khairani that had soaked his cheeks.

The next thing that was heard was the noise from the strecher wheel that collided with the floor of the quiet hallway. Bakri can only look at his wife until she disappears blocked by the door .

The body that had looked solid finally slumped against the cold wall. Pretending to be good in front of the wife as usual. Not only was his body tired, but his soul was also fragile.

With his head up, he looked up at the sky of the hallway, only to hold back the clear liquid in his eyes.

There was a pair of eyes that unintentionally observed the event.As if understanding the heartache implied there.

*****

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