(Who) I'm Without you
Rama is Sick

Traces of Rama's sorrow they left on the shady tree. Those who have been there long enough now turn back towards the official house.

"The fool can't be in logic. We think that there will always be forever, not necessarily. People who are not expected to be instead" said Mr. Prima then rubbed the back of Rama give encouragement when they were still on foot to go home. "You are young, just live your life according to His destiny. God must have directed you slowly towards the right woman. We don't know what your reason is and he's not a match. And let it be His secret" advised Mr. Prima who had chosen to listen to the complaints of Rama now finally chose to speak.

Rama nodded and tried to smile. His logic justifies Mr. Prima's words, but his heart still feels sore. I started to blame myself a little. It has not occurred to immediately find a replacement because the heart is not as fast as it can recover.

Almost maghrib they got to the official house. Then one by one they wudhu to perform worship. After the Feza prayer gets the first turn to take a shower. So that when the men take a bath Feza can prepare their dinner.

That night was a full night. The courtyard of the official house became very bright because of the additional rays from the moon. The four of them agreed to have dinner on the terrace by stretching a mat on the floor.

"His son lives in the village. Eating potluck plus rame-rames on the terrace is so delicious" said Nanda happy and then go back to eating his food.

"Huft, if the reason we're here for happy-happy I agree. But because this is a place that gives bad experience for me, not so deh" said Feza weak.

"Za, where was your spirit that time. Don't be sad. Let's eat again" said Prima encouraged Feza.

Rama since his return from the search for the signal is now a lot of silence. While eating, the three people in front of him were joking he did not listen. Called many times just stunned and replied. The focus is like being divided. It was Rama's circumstances that worried Feza.

In the middle of the night, Feza heard Rama's voice muttering. However, he felt Rama could definitely be calmed by Nanda or Pak Prima.

The night was late but Rama's voice was still heard. It was like there was no other activity in the room.

Is Nanda the same Pak Prima not awake? The time is not horrified? Feza got off his bed. Get out of the room and head to the men's room. He did not intend to enter, but just wanted to eavesdrop. Make sure that Rama has returned to sleep or Nanda and Pak Prima who woke up to wake Rama.

But still, there was no sound. Feza finally intends to return to his room. And again the sound of Rama delirious.

"Pergiii. goii.." that's the voice that Feza heard.

Finally, Feza knocked on the room the men were wearing. Tok.dok... Starting from the usual pounding, to the most violent pounding Feza did because it was so difficult to wake Nanda and Pak Prima. Until finally Mr. Prima opened the door to his room.

"Hoam, why Za?" asked Mr. Prima with a distinctive voice just woke up.

"Sir, Rama Ngigo. Check her temperature, I'm worried. You see, from half an hour ago I heard his voice" said Feza worried about the condition of Rama.

Mr. Prima also obeyed the order of Feza. He touched Rama with the back of his hand. He was shocked and looked at Feza.

"Wow, yes Za. Very hot" said Mr. Prima also worried about the condition of Rama.

"Sir, I'll take my bed to the living room. Rama we moved. You can still sleep in the room, Rama let me guard here" said Feza approved by Mr. Prima.

Finally Feza brought his mattress in the middle room and then Rama was helped by Pak Prima and Feza to be carried in the middle room to be treated by Feza. Feza is also a doctor, of course, can treat Rama well. Rama is his best friend.

Rama was placed in the middle room. Mr. Prima was asked by Feza to go back to rest. And Feza also began compressing Rama whose body temperature had reached 40 degrees.

Rama was delirious again. "Go...Go" said Rama. "Aaauuuaaaakmau" Rama even now not only delirious but also raved unclear.

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In the morning, Rama's condition has improved because the heat in his body has decreased. However, Rama never woke up from his sleep and also he still mumbled indistinctly. Nanda, Feza, and Mr. Prima also do not know why Rama could come like this.

Feza examined Rama from his eyes, his mouth, to his heartbeat. However, he still found no symptoms.

"Where's this? While Rahmat mas will pick up 2 more days" said Nanda who could not calm down to see his close friends continue to rummage.

"Is it not Rama's poisoning of the fruit that he picked up by the road?" panicked Feza recalls yesterday afternoon Rama ate the fruits of the forest.

"What?" nanda said she couldn't believe it.

Finally Rama was transported to the puskesmas. There Feza and a nurse examined Rama's entire body. And they still did not find any signs like rashes and other allergies.

"I think it's better to take it to Mr. Ratmo. Mr. Ratmo is an expert at curing diseases like this" the nurse said.

"What do you mean disease experts?" ask Mr. Prima.

"Yeah, this kind of disease. Nonmedical disease" he said.

Nanda, Feza, and Pak Prima looked at each other. There is a sense of disbelief that this is a nonmedical disease. After all, these people are also among those who do not believe in anything invisible. That is, believe in the supernatural but not to believe that the supernatural can hurt or dominate humans. For example witchcraft, pellets, and pottery. That's what they don't believe.

Feza asked the nurse to inject intravenous fluids for Rama. Because Rama will be treated in the puskesmas only. They had not thought of taking Rama to Mr. Ratmo. And the nurse also respected the decision of the 3 people who stood in front of him and he followed Feza's orders to menginfus Rama. Although in his heart is very sure that this infusion will not work on the body of Rama.

In the afternoon they bought food at Bu Heni's stall because Feza could no longer cook. At that time the ones who went to the stall were Nanda and Feza. While Mr. Prima guard Rama at the puskesmas.

"Buk, we buy the rice 4 packs yes. Just like this side dish, this, this, keep this. Um...." Feza focused on staring at the display case that showed rows of side dishes that were so tempting tastes while thinking about buying which side dish again.

While Nanda just sat on a wooden bench that is available in front of the shop while talking to some men who just came and happened to also want to buy food. Then Feza who was done with his business immediately approached Nanda to take him home.

"Let's go home, Nan" Feza's face suddenly stiffened like seeing a ghost.

"Za, why?" nanda asked frantically while shaking Feza's shoulder.

Feza's eyes were so sharp that they shed tears. However, Feza did not react to anything as Nanda shook her body. He just kept looking ahead. To the figure of the man who was now walking quickly away from the stall.

Nanda, who realized something was wrong with the man she had just talked to a few seconds ago, began to understand. That's perp.

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