
Chapter 51.
“I go first yes,” say goodbye to Akram while tasting Aruna's forehead and stomach when going to the set that morning.
“Heart yes.” Aruna smiled kissing the back of her husband's hand. Akram puun bregegas left after eating his sarapanya. Before long Mr. Setya also went with Risna's mother who currently accompanies her husband in the store.
Aruna immediately moved the dirty plate plate at the table to the sink and washed it, until the sound of her phone rang from inside the room.“Phone from whom?” his murmurs were directly walking into the room and reaching for the phone that was inakas.“Whose number is this?” seeing an unfamiliar number on the screen, Aruna immediately nodded.
[Halo Aruna, this is my mother Sukma, your neighbor is in the village,] said a woman from behind the phone.
[Sukma's Mother?] Aruna frowned, and the neighbor could not call.
[Aruna, I want to tell you, if your mother is sick,] he said later.
Hearing the news spontaneously Aruna's heart beat fast.[Sick? sick mom? then how it is now] reply Aruna who immediately scattered with many questions.
[It's getting worse, Aruna, I've taken her to the hospital but they say your mother should be taken to a bigger hospital,]
[What?] aruna's lips trembled, her body feeling limp as soon as she heard the bad news.[I, I will be there soon,] he said without a second thought.
[Yes Aruna, quickly you come here, we need approval from the family.] explained Sukma who shortly hung up the phone.
Aruna sat limp for a moment in bed, arranging the irregular nafsanyan in surprise. Before long Aruna stood up from her seat, she grabbed her phone and tried to contact Akram, but Akram did not also miss his phone.“I have to leave now, before the mother's condition worsens,” muttered, hastily Aruna changed her clothes and rushed out of the house, taking a bus to her village.
It took a few hours for Aruna to arrive in her village, along the way Aruna just gripped the skirt worn, her eyes were already dewy imagining bad things about her mother, Aruna repeatedly asked the bus driver to increase her speed, time seemed to slow down shrouding his panic. A few hours later the bus was stopped at the terminal, with Aruna hastily stopped a public transport after getting off the bus which drove to the puskesmas in his village. Unum transportation that stopped right on the page of the puskesmas, looked some neighbors who were there, Aruna also ran inside.“Mom, where's mom?” tanyanya panicked with a brick-styled tone.
“Disana Aruna,” mother Sukma pointed and drove Aruna to the room there.
“Mother..” Ogre Aruna saw the face of her mother who had paled with the back of her hand that was stuck with an intravenous needle.
“Are you purti of patient?” asked a female nurse approaching Aruna.
“Yes, my daughter,”
“Your mother should be referred to a larger hospital to get a handler,” explained the nurse.
“I am ready my mother referred, I am ready,” reply Aruna without hesitation.
“Alright then there are some files that herus signed,” the nurse led Aruna into a room to sign several occasions, before long the medics immediately brought Aruna's mother to a larger hospital. Aruna can only wait anxiously in front of the IGD room.
The sound of the ringing of the mobile phone disperse the daydream, the name Akram on the screen, Aruna immediately nodded.
[Darling, what's the phone?] tanya Akram saw a lot of missed calls from Aruna.
[Mother, my mother is sick,] Aruna replied with a trembling voice holding back the cries.
[What? getting sick? so how is it now?] ask Akram in a panic.
[Mother is being treated in the IGD room I'm also in the room, ] explained Aruna shortly after her eyes saw a male doctor come out of the IGD room.[I'll call you again] Aruna hung up and rushed to the doctor.
“How? how is my mother doing?” ask Aruna to panic.
“Lung pain that he suffered is getting worse, your mother should immediately be transferred to the ICU room for further treatment,” explained the doctor.
The tiny body of Aruna feels increasingly limp hearing this.“Do it, do anything for the recovery of my mother,” shrewd Aruna with a very slow tone of voice almost inaudible.
“Alright, you should immediately complete the admitration first,” said the doctor who shortly passed away. Aruna was sitting limp in the chair, he did not know what to do now when the doctor said he had to finish his appointment first while Aruna did not have any money at this time.“What should I do,” the battery is confused.
His phone rang again, Akram's name was seen contacting him again.
[Hello dear,] said Akram as Aruna picked up her phone.[How's your mom doing?]
Aruna was silent.
[Darling?] Akram was increasingly anxious because he did not get an answer from his wife.
Akram was silent, he did not know what to do at this time, Akram also did not have much money, the first Honnor was just received a few days ago and that was still a little amount certainly not able to meet the expensive ICU costs.
[How is it, I really don't know what to do, ] Aruna's voice is getting louder.
[Remain, I'll go over there and pay for the administration,] hireab Akram then.[Listen to me, listen, you have to believe me, I will definitely be there soon,] said Akram trying to incline, he thought to find a loan. Aruna nodded slowly and hung up the phone.
His tears are still flowing, all he can do now is pray for his mother to stay and believe Akram will surely come, only Akram is expected at this time.
“Aruna,” call a man nearby.
Aruna turned.“Arga?” he stared in disbelief at Arga who was standing before him.“What are you here for?” asked Aruana, she did not understand why men always knew about what happened to her.
Arga sits next to Aruna who still looks confused.“I want to help you,” said Arga without saying stale.
“Help?” Aruna frowned, Arga must also know if Aruna is having trouble finding money for admin fees.
“What's wrong if I help you?” Arga looked at Aruna who was sculpting.
“Nothing is wrong, but I believe in my husband, he will come soon,” subtly reject Aruna who is afraid that Arga will ask for in return for the help she is given.
“So,” Arga smiled wryly.
“Sorry, I have to go inside,” Aruna stood up from her seat, chose to enter the IGD room leaving Arga. With a gontai step Aruna walked towards the mother who lay weak with a medical device attached to her body.“Mother,” Ogre Aruna fixed the face of the mother who had paled, gently grasped the palm of the mother's hand.“Mother must be strong, wait until Akram comes, mother must be strong,” muttered Aruna with tears that slowly fell down her cheeks.
Aruna turned to look at the sound of the IGD door opening, looking like a male doctor on the high of a female nurse went inside to check on her mother.“How is my mother doing doc?”
“I suggest for patients quickly moved ICU room,” replied the doctor.
Aruna was silent, indelibly stating her mother's condition was getting worse.“I have no money yet, wait as thick as I will definitely pay the administration,”
“Bikalah, I hope as soon as possible because the patient's condition is getting worse,” explained the doctor who immediately passed away.
Aruna held her mother's hand again.“Mother, hold on,” he said while crying.
That night Aruna continued to be by his mother's side, countless times he mundar mandir restlessly waiting for the arrival of Akram, countless times he also tried to contact her husband, he was also, but Akram never lifted it.“Why haven't you come yet?” inner Aruna, restless.
Until the morning before Aruna did not fall asleep, he felt his body weak because no food entered since yesterday.“Mom, wait a minute, I go out first,” Aruna kissed the mother's forehead and decided to go out to look for food outside the hospital area. Shortly after Aruna returned to the hospital, Aruna squinted her eyes when she saw several medics enter the IGD Aruna room to speed up her steps, appearing medics and a doctor walking towards the mother's bed.
“Mother? what happened to my mom?” exciting Aruna.
“Please wait outside, let the doctor who will handle it,” prevent a nurse when Aruna forced her into the room. Aruna can only resist with anxiety that envelops her feelings. Until a male doctor comes out of the room, Aruna rushes to him.“Doctor, how is my mother?” he asked with tears still flowing.
“Sorry, the patient's condition is getting worse and we cannot save his life, ” replied the doctor.
Aruna shook her head in disbelief, she immediately went inside, her tears were getting louder when she saw the mother who had been stiffened.“Mom!!” yelling Aruna crying so much, hugging the body of the mother he loved, this is a heavy blow for him.
“Aruna,” heard the voice of a man calling her, Aruna immediately turned to the direction of the voice, looking Akram who was standing on the doorstep and slowly approached towards it.“I'm sorry, I just got a loan,” his right hand showed me a brown envelope with hard-earned money.
“Mother is dead,”
Acram speechless.“I'm sorry,” regrets Akram, he realized this is his mistake, if only he could have come sooner.
Aruna did not answer, his chest was getting claustrophobic, he wanted to feel like he was screaming, he expressed his disappointment to Akram, but it was rasnaya pecuma, time will not go backwards and restore his mother's life, he said, Aruna could only cry over everything that had happened.
That day also Aruna's mother was buried, some relatives and neighbors mourn and embrace Aruna who can only sit languidly near the mother's tomb, until the mourners go Aruna still reluctant to rhyme from her seat.“Mother,” there are no more words that can be said other than staring and rubbing the mother's nose.
“I'm sorry,” Akram never ceases to apologize, even though he knows it will not change anything.“I am really a lousy husband,” Akram continues to curse himself, if only his condition could be established as before he would have given the best care for his in-laws.
“I don't blame you.” reply Aruna who tried to make everything clear, Aruna sure Akram must have been very trying to find the loan money even though it was too late.
Akram gripped the red soil of the cemetery that is still wet, although Aruna does not blame him, he really feels like a useless husband at this time.