BECAUSE USTADZ I'M DISABLED
chapter 1

Femila looks fucked. His eyes still looked puffy, pushy, his gaze empty still could not believe what had happened to him.

"I'd better die Ma," she cried again after stopping her crying.

"Darling, don't think the no."

Mama Anita hugged her son trying to calm down the dreaded Femila.

For almost two hours Femila cried, screamed, groped, sometimes grabbed her own hair, banged her chest and this time she looked unconscious.

"Darling, Fem, Femila..," hysterically Mama Anita patted Femila's cheeks but never regained consciousness.

"Femila, Femila, wake up baby. You don't stay in mama. Femila! Femila!" mama Anita was still crying hysterically.

"Ma, Mama must also calm down, if this is how Femila even slumped," papa Riyan stroked his wife's back.

Andra who is no less worried about calling the guard doctor by pressing the warning bell in the nursery. It was not long before Vishnu's doctor entered the room.

"Dok, please take care of my future wife with the best care" Andra said.

"Please everyone out, I'll check it out."

Papa Riyan grabbed Mama Anita's shoulder to get out of the room.

Andra rubbed her face violently.walking back and forth while occasionally staring at the nursery door hoping that Doctor Vishnu would immediately give word.

"How's the Femila Doc? It's okay Doc! Nothing puts his life at risk, right Doc? What do I need to take out of the country to get the best waitress!" cecar Andra so Doctor Vishnu family from the room.

"We go to my study" replied Doctor Vishnu as he walked to his study, Andra followed.

Without feeling Andra's tears dripping, she was still sitting outside the nursery of her lover. It is still clear what the doctor Vishnu just said in his room.

"This is what often happens to accident victims, drastic changes in accidents that result in disability, especially in the physical, put enormous psychological pressure on the individual who experienced it. The visible impact of depression, trauma, anger, shock, inadmissibility, and suicide is the extreme impact of the psychological impact that follows post-accident. Therefore, the family must always encourage the patient" said doctor Vishnu.

"What about her physical condition Doc?"

"If it's physical, it's improved so far. His former amputation has also dried up. Just like I said, his psychology is the focus of recovery" continued Doctor Vishnu at that time.

"Femila baby, you must be strong" Andra murmured.

Femila Amore Ibrahim, whom she is due to marry within two months, had an accident that left her right leg amputated. This morning, after three days of coma Femila came to her senses and found that she had to lose her right leg. As Doctor Vishnu said, Femila's psychology became threatened because of the defects that befell her.

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"I don't want to know, punish him as hard as he is" Andra said and immediately hung up from his lawyer. Obviously he had no words of mercy for the suspect who had bumped into his lover. His anger was mounting to get news from Sinaga's lawyer. His hands clenched and the nursing room wall was targeted by his fists.

"Bad! Don't expect you to get out of my hands!" snarl.

Andra took a deep breath in letting it out slowly. He did not want to look emotional in front of Femila then went into the nursery Femila, looked at the face of his lover who had slept due to the medicine given by Doctor Vishnu. Actually, the accident could not happen if Andra would accompany to the Wedding Organizer to discuss the continuation of their wedding. Only then was the situation so urgent, Andra had an important meeting with his business partner and could not be canceled because his business partner immediately flew to Singapore. Andra cursed her own actions back then.

"Doctor Vishnu said what son?" papa Riyan asked breaking the silence.

"We must always support Femila Pa," answered Andra still by stroking Femila's hair.Insert a child's hair that covers the face and caresses the cheeks that are still slightly wet due to tears.

"How is Femila's health after surgery?"

"Everything is good Pa. Now it's Femila psychology that we need to keep an eye on. Whoever the person is, if he finds his body suddenly deformed will definitely be in shock and depression. Therefore, as much as possible we keep psychological other than physical Femila."

The mood in the room. Silence with each other's thoughts.

"You better go home, son, let us take care of Femila. You've been here three days. Rest tomorrow again you can come here." Mama Anita's.

Andra stared fixedly at his lover's face and then kissed his future wife's forehead. It was actually heavy to leave Femila. He wants to be near his girlfriend at a time like this. At least Femila would feel happy because her future husband was by her side. Andra should be home soon. In addition to the body that is already so tired, tomorrow morning he also has to meet clients from Kalimantan.

"Please tell me Ma if there's anything with Femila." Andra said as she grabbed the hand of the future-in-law and kissed the back of the hand.

Mama Anita nodded then hugged her prospective daughter-in-law who was already considered like a child.

"Pa, Andra go home first."

Papa Riyan hugged his future son-in-law and patted the burly shoulder. "Police business please take care of you" Papa Riyan continued after taking off a hug and was answered with a nod by Andra.

"Papa just focus on Femila's health. The rest let me take care of," Andra continued.

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An hour after Andra's departure, Femila now woke up.

"Ma...,Femi's thirsty." Remila wiggled the shoulders of Anita's mother who had fallen asleep beside the bed.

"Femila baby, you're awake" Anita's mother was surprised. His hands rubbed both eyes that were difficult to widen because of the severe drowsiness that struck, until Femila had to shake the shoulders of her mother because her call did not get a word from her mother.

"Femila thirsty Ma" he repeated.

"Mom grab a drink first." Mama Femila said to get out of the seat and take the water on the nightstand.

Femila immediately gulped until aground unscathed. Give the glass to Anita's mother. Staring with a blank look, "Femila is already deformed Ma," the heavy voice of Femila uttered faintly but sounded to thrill her mother's inner self.

"Sa-honey," mama Anita was not able to say anything more just hugging her child just tightly and the tears that had been since she was able to flow.

Papa Riyan who just entered the room because there was a phone call from the office, immediately rushed to hug his wife and child.

"Papa is sure you are strong dear," papa Riyan tried to strengthen Femila. Hoping his son is not as hysterical as the first kiss.

Femila cried again, it felt heavy and very heavy with reality now. But he looks stronger than before. Even though inside still raging a sense that somehow like death is ready to approach.

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