Women & Destiny (Edit-revision Process)

Whither?

Bima had a big fight with his father, no one dared to pass it at that time.

No mother would appease his father, no wife would defend him.

The fighting ended in a physical war.

Although Basuki is much older than his son, he is physically very well trained and his body is as big as his son.

Old Basuki stopped beating his son just because he was exhausted, exhausted.

Bima was covered in blood.

If not quickly removed by an old papa aide and quickly rushed to the hospital, maybe Bima's life has not been saved because of heavy injuries and bleeding.

If only Old Basuki was a nobody, of course he had been thrown in prison on charges of severe persecution and almost lost someone's life.

But everything becomes easy if we have treasures and thrones. That's how we live in this country.

One month Bima survived with all the pain and recovery procedures in the hospital.

His arm was broken so that it needed to be done splicing surgery, his head suffered a severe impact until when he realized he could not recognize his mother who was crying roaring lamenting the fate of the child alone.

And the old woman, condemning the cruelty of her own husband. He promised to divorce her if this happened again.

Bima only remembers one name –Anin– when she woke up. Even when the Bintang visited her, Bima thought that the woman was Anin.

Her mother-in-law hastily corrected her daughter-in-law's memory. That the woman was not Anin, not his wife. Yes, Anin my son who now knows where.

"He's the reason you're here, right now!!" mother Anin said cynically. "...and because she is also my son, I don't know where she is or where she is."

At first, Mrs Otis - Mother Anin- thought her son was on vacation abroad as described by her besan – at that time.

"Lho, Mbak –Yu. Kok tumben has arrived in Bandung." asked Ms. Anin when she welcomed the arrival of the woman she knew was her mother Bima.

"Yes Jeng, I'm here to tell you about our son's passing. So look lo Jeng," said the Old Lady began to start a story known from the husband and after receiving the news he immediately flew to Bandung.

Anin's mother had shed tears in the middle of her hearing.

Her daughter who looks fine turns out to save a very strange problem.

As a fellow woman actually he had time to suspect, when that time –was very long– he saw his daughter-in-law in Bandung with a woman who was not his son - Anin-.

As a Mother, Mrs Otis felt like a failure. He could not make Anin happy. Or realize the forerunner of his son's problems.

Although at first he had protested, but he –pun finally agreed to the plan of Old Papa. Because so did his son's wishes.

Anin's not a kid anymore. It is appropriate that he takes his own decisions, and his mother or anyone else must respect and respect his decisions.

This is their home.

But that couple, that husband and wife, began to fret and be disturbed until finally decided to ask the irony when Mrs Otis - Mother Anin-does not also get news from Anin in the other country about the condition and its existence.

In the end, the Otis family also knew that Anin had never been to Singapore. The line wasn't there, and it's still in search.

You where?

After two weeks of recovery, his memory returned.

Bima remembered what had happened to him, and the chaos in his household.

"Want to get out of this fucking hospital quickly." he said in his heart.

The man wanted to immediately explore the land famous for the lion statue or wherever - to all corners of the country though - he would do to find and find his wife.

But, he must be patient, at least for the next two weeks. That's what the doctor said. Because his hands must still get recovery therapy even though other injuries have improved.

Bima sighed.

The day before Bima was allowed to go home, he got a visit of several guests including doctors Vishnu and Firman who expressed their concern for the loss of Anin who until now had no news. They also searched for information about the whereabouts of his colleagues.

The next guest was his own father who said that he never regretted having babysit his own son, because that was what he deserved even more than that. And it was not yet comparable to the pain Anin felt.

Bima also agreed on the words of his father. He himself could not grudge the old man for what he had done to him.

If at that time he was not being overwhelmed with feelings of guilt and emotions overflowing maybe Bima will not fight his father. Then just let himself die in the old man's hands. He's sincere.

For life is free, because of his greed and indecision he has lost his wife and his future son. His happiness. Her love.

Everything.

Especially for him to live.

Perhaps only the words of the old Papa–nya managed to arouse the interest of his life.

"I've met the woman" she said heavily. "You want to solve your own problems or does your father need to intervene?!"

Bima flinched from her daydream. "I mean Papa?!"

"Clean up this mess, right away!" The impact while throwing a file that says the Name of the Woman with a big hurup. "And immediately you seek your wife, for Papa is sure she will forgive you once more, for I know your wife is the nicest woman Papa has ever known after your mother." Its effects.

"Pursue him," he said again before finally he left his son alone and told his aide to clear up the matter of Bima's return.

***

With one hand still clad in a cast, Bima finally returned to her house - the apartment - which felt cold. Slender.

Even the smell is still the same, after a month of abandonment of the owner.

Maybe Simbok sprayed Anin's perfume.

Bima walked around every corner of his house by touching the points where his wife was doing his habit.

With her legs folded Anin enjoys her avocado juice while watching her favorite news.

His signature knot smile, greeting each of them met at the dinner table for breakfast together.

A loose shirt with a shorts suit was attached to his body, and his nimble hands were flipping his cow's eyes, or stirring the warm, sweet tea. Or is smearing butter on the bread to be baked.

He also often swiped his legs up and down on the bed - they - when he was busy looking down while reading his books or magazines.

Then Bima would judge his wife, surprising her from behind.

Then he will get a typical shout of choosing his wife who is able to invite his passion.

To then end with the activities of two adults who are drunk in love.

The sweet taste of his lips, the smell of his body soap, the smell of shampoo in his hair until the taste throughout his body can still be felt Bima.

The warmth of his love and the patience of the woman, Bima needs him, misses him.

Not wanting to lose him even once.

Bima kissed the towel the owner left behind just hanging in place. Apek aroma mixed with campers.

But the man smelled his wife's body - with the scent of soap - which the woman always used during her time as his wife.

He re-imagined the woman coming to him, joining together in one place and teasing him to the point of a hot romance that caused the girl to lose her defense. Resigned, yielding to the crown he wished to keep until his graduation.

Bima shed tears, but her lips opened, smiling.

Am I crazy?

The man clutched tightly the towel in his hand with a bated cry.

Sayang...kamu where?

****

The search starts from there. Because there is a possibility that his wife is in Jakarta is also very large.

It could be, at the time of having to move planes at Soetta Anin Airport do not board. And just get out of the airport.

Coulda. Then intentionally hiding. To appear when he was calm.

Every possibility is always there. And Basuki Bima Aji believes in every 'possibility' of it.

Up on a road that has little arms because the time was already showing at two in the morning - in the Condet area in-car his forced to brake suddenly because it was blocked by someone who was screaming for favours.

"Who are these nights?" Her thought. The robbery??

Luckily, Bima is not alone. He was with his driver.

"Sir, please, Sir!" the sound of someone from outside the window. By knocking rough the car glass.

The driver was a little scared. He turned his head towards Bima who was just about to press the button to open the glass. "Fear of Robbery mode, sir."

Also true.

Bima pared his intentions.

Tok, tock,tok

Once again the glass was knocked on by people from outside. Bima was still inside.

If the person knocks again, then I will tell the driver to stick his gas.

But the third one is not on tap. But in the gedor with a shrill voice.

"Open up!!!! AN*JING!!! You weren't born of a woman! Quickly open!! Help that woman!!!" Maki someone from the outside.

"The hunter died him!!!" another man shouted in front of the car. But he did not see his face. Only a little bit of his head was moving.

The driver looked a little ahead. To see what was in front of him. "Sir, it looks like there was an accident, got hit or ____ "

Bima immediately opened the door of his car, splashing out before the driver finished talking.

I don't know why his mind was on his wife.

Bima was getting closer to the figure that was sprawled with his head on the back of one of the men who shouted earlier.

From the clothes she was wearing it was clear she was a woman, the closer Bima recognized the type of clothes.

Really guess??

Oh my!! Hopefully it's just similar.

"Take him to the hospital, sir! Woi don't be dumbfounded, who knows if you can save one of them."

Bima was sitting limp when looking with her own eyes.

He knew the woman very clearly. The pregnant woman with one-on-one breath stared at him.

His lips twitched like he wanted to say something but not a single word came out.

His head was covered in blood, as well as from between his thighs.

Bima shouted hysterically. Crying so badly.

Until the driver ran after the employer who looked very shocked.

Then on the two men, the driver instructed him to bring the woman into his car. And immediately fled her to the nearest hospital. Leaving Bima who was still hysterical.

Only after finishing from the hospital, the driver returned to pick up his employer who was still guarded by two good people, no matter who they were.

After saying thank you, the driver said goodbye and took Bima to the same hospital because it looks like his boss needs medical treatment to see his condition which after hysterical, is now just silent sculpting.

Empty look. Lips moving. His eyes are still blazing.

**

"How's my son, doctor?!!" ask the old lady to the doctor she met.

"Mother's son has a heavy syock."

"Then, what should I do, doctor? He's our only successor?! We have also lost our future grandchildren." said the old woman in her sobs.

"Mom's son needs a psychiatrist, and if I may know, who's Anin?" the doctor said, "If you can, try to invite Anin as well. Looks like he's someone important to your son."

The old woman could no longer endure her grief. Her tears also spilled.

"Is there a problem with Anin? Sorry again, I'm so sad. But if indeed you are in conflict with the woman, it seems like the father and mother must be honored to give in. This is important for us to try, for the sake of the mother's child."

:The conflict of the rich is not far from the forbidden love relationship –si rich and the poor. Parents do not approve of the love of their children, then separated in ways that .. aah already!!! It's none of my business: The doctor grumbled in his heart.

"Anin is-trin, doc." The old woman muttered.

The doctor was shocked.

Oh. his wife. I guess. yes sorry.wrongly thought. Geez! Is that the woman in the coma?? Who just finished head surgery?!! Oh, my God, that's right, don't-don't. Women who have an accident –t and run, so that a cesarean section must be carried out with a head surgical procedure.

Unfortunately, the baby did not survive. This man is going crazy!!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for the misfortune that has befallen the Mother's family" he said in a sympathetic voice.

"Yes doc, thank you."

This is a doctor, who the hell?? it's so sotoy!!! There is no sympathy at all.

Pinter is acting again. It is almost the equivalent of Anjasmara.

Where's your heart put, snoring?? How can this pass to become a doctor! In the hospital where Bima was treated. Quickly transferred duh!!! The ethics of the doctor are not good.

"The plan is for me and my husband to take them to Singapore, doc." Old Madam said after shrinking her nose and tears.

"Oh, that's good, I happen to have an acquaintance of a great psychiatrist there. I'll make you a letter of introduction." The doctor said. Then, "And ., but, ma'am, for this female patient it's a little hard if she also has to be moved abroad. Given his condition....." But rich people are free, like them, right??

"I understand what the doctor means, let me first discuss it with his family."

And after a long deliberation, the two families finally agreed to move their respective children in a larger hospital with international facilities and services.

The male, taken to Singapore to undergo a series of psychiatric therapies and newly discovered, Bima also has bipolar disorder - bipolar disorder-bipolar disorder

Probably a trauma in his teenage years.

Or a series of pressures received from his father from the time he entered elementary school.

And then the old Papa regretted his actions and attitude in educating his son.

All this time he thought he had done his best, but it turned out to be bad to involve many people.

All disasters start with him.

The women in the hospital are still in the country –Jakarta - but with better facilities and services. The hospital where the Word works. There are many known people. So that it will be more leverage in doing any action and easy in getting the latest information about its development. And guaranteed security and confidentiality from the media.

Even in it, people have been gossiping about it.

Life is incomplete without the accompanying gossip. Netizens who are almighty are ready to use their fingers.

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