YOUR SALAM IS MY DOWER

MOTHER AND SON

 

I've reached the campus, and headed to the research room to tell Emre and tell him about the prof-level situation at the hospital.

 

I walked while thinking about the word 2 prof aras earlier in the hospital, he managed to tease me with the word 2 'future wife'

I like to smile, every time I remember that word2,.

Yes, who would not be mistaken to hear the words of a handsome and almost perfect man like prof Aras, he said,

but I came back to realize that this feeling was wrong, because I could not love a person whose incident did not believe in God, it was impossible.

and I overcame all things with my religion and my God.

Chequek.....

I opened the door of the research room, I saw emre and left me focused on his computer screen, after hearing the door open they both looked at the sound of the door I opened.

" Adinka,, emre opened his voice, and,

how is prof aras? I'm sorry I couldn't go to the hospital, because I couldn't leave this morning's class,

" and I'm also just coming, he said, hand it over,

I don't have a class so just come in now.

" It's okay friends, I understand, prof aras was aware and has been checked by a doctor, "

" thank God then, emre looked relieved,

as long as I'm working on this research, you know?

I've never seen prof aras sick, but lately I've seen prof aras working hard, sometimes even at 12 pm he just came home from his study.

Emre's words made me guilty, did prof aras hurt because of his argument that night?

" hmm. okay , well ,

since I've given you the news, I'm going back to the dorm, there are some tasks I have to do, I end my conversation with emre and leave.

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In HOSPITAL

 

Aras still with his sleeping position on the patient's bed, but his eyes can not be invited to rest, his mind still surfing far thinking about his shady-faced student adinka.

 

She was relieved, that her relationship with Adinka returned well,

it turns out that adinka is not angry or hate him, just that adinka keeps the feeling because of fear of going over the line between teacher and student, just because he is afraid to cross the line between teacher and student,

" means does he love me too?

he dialogues with his own heart and mind, like an ABG child who is new to love.

The daydream was a little broken, when the door opened, and someone came in.

" Mother's child is healthy?

The voice came from my mother who came to see me.

" do you seem to be well, Aydin?

from that moment I saw you smiling constantly, teasing the mother" .

" mother.when did you come, with dad?

" just now, are you daydreaming what hemm? to the extent that the mother knocked on the door just did not hear the timpal mother.mother came alone father is there work, then he will call when it is finished.

" I'm sorry ma'am, maybe aydin wasn't focused.

" how are you, son?

" as you can see, Aydin is better, aydin is just tired, overworked,."

" you take great care of your health, so I was very surprised when I received the news you were sick son, especially the one who gave the news was a woman, she said to her only child,,"

Is that the student you told mom about yesterday?

A moment of silence, then a little breathed in, exhaled slowly, like something was troubling his mind.

" Mom's right, she's the adinka, my student I told my mother yesterday, there was a little misunderstanding between adinka and me ma'am, adinka was seen keeping her distance from me, I thought he was angry, it turns out he was just afraid of feeling more than just teachers and students,

Mother got up from her seat, then walked up to the patient's bed, and sat on the edge of the bed, as her hands touched the back of my hands, she said,

" do you love him, son?

I've never seen you like this even when you were together, selin,

mom can read the look on her son's face that looks like she really wants something.

" if he is your soul mate, God will unite you,.

The words of a mother are like my encouragement, I am determined to express my feelings to Adinka, after coming out of this hospital. My mother and father were Catholic, they believed in God, but not me,

 

The next morning, emre and call me to the hospital, they come around at 10 am, because they have to take courses first,

 

unfortunately adinka did not come to visit, I asked the whereabouts of adinka,

it turns out that he has additional duties in the morning class, jdi can not come to visit.

after an hour, emre and send farewells to me and my mother, and,

they are my smart and good students.

Good morning, greet seoarang doctor is none other than monica,

" good morning, answered my mother, then rose from her seat, welcoming the arrival of the doctor monica,

" i will check the level first, said Monica, taking out a stethoscope to check on me.

" are you the mother of Aras?

monica asked, while checking on me.

" yes I am aydin's mother, what's the matter doc?

"i was a friend of the cedar ma'am, monica introduced herself.

" really? reply,..

"we were on the same campus when we reached S3, he replied.

Mom just smiled then asked me about my condition, it's my second day in the care, and maybe I'll be home by monica's doctor by afternoon.

after Monica's doctor finished examining me, she said goodbye because there were still patients in her examination.

Mom sat back on the couch, reading the newspaper between the hospital guards,

Tok.dok...

" good morning, that voice made me want to close my eyes.

I saw Adinka coming to see me ,

" good morning, greet me again to a middle-aged mother who was sitting on the sofa, with her hands holding the newspaper.

he folded the paper and looked at me.

" good morning, he said

" i was a college student and my mistress answered a little nervously, because she was watching me from toe to head.

then he smiled,

" did you call me yesterday?

" yes, madam "

" call me mother, as Aydin called me,

" well ma'am, I replied slowly.

I'm visiting prof aras now, because there's still class this morning,

" it's okay, son, aydin is better, maybe soon will go home, his motherly voice is very soft to explain the state of prof aras to me.

" this I bring Indonesian-style chicken porridge, like his prof aras likes Indonesian cuisine, Indonesia,

" thank you, said prof aras,

come here, I'll eat your Indonesian-style chicken porridge,

I saw that my mother was smiling, she opened the chicken porridge and I ate it immediately,.

after finishing eating the chicken porridge, he wanted to leave first, but when a nurse came to remove my intravenous needles that had run out of liquid, he said that I could go home.

" Daughter, you can come home with us,

prof's mother's words surprised me, I wanted to reject him, but he continued to force, yes indeed my prof aras apartment and dormitory one way, inevitably, I agreed to go home together.

" all right, ma'am ''

my words were answered with a gentle touch on my shoulder by prof's mother.

prof Aras looks like a perfectly fluffy smile on his lips.

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