CUTS
The Filler of Heart...

“I miss you so much, Cut.”

“Ehemmm”

Deheman's voice calls Rendra's daydream. “Missing me huh?” tanya Wahid who just came from the mass burial site of tsunami victims. After the meeting that day at the house of Mak Cek Siti, he has not met again because the task is very much. Cut's own position is currently in the hospital and Wahid knows about it.

“Our job is here in 3 months. What about your relationship?” tanya Wahid was serious.

“If you can be honest, I want to bring it right now.” Rendra replied with a sigh of heaviness.

“Patience! Finish our job and ask to move here.” Rendra stared fixedly at the face of his best friend who looked serious.

A smile rose in the next second. “I forgot about it.”

“Hopefully the process will be easy for you.” Answer Wahid later.

Meanwhile, in his ward. Cut was smiling reading a novel that Rendra had sent for him. Not Rendra's name if they don't slip their letters and photos in the novel.

Although he did not visit Cut physically, he always knew of Cut's condition from a friend who was a military doctor there. The novels and books that Cut read were the search results of Reni, Rendra's sister in Malang.

Assalamualaikum the filler of the heart…

It's very difficult to express the feeling that's in my heart right now. With you, it's like life is playing us its way. How many times have we met and then parted and met again and got back apart. Together with you, I've been through bullets, bomb throws, fallen into the abyss and now I'm back here again with this great disaster.

My hope almost disappeared when I saw this condition for the first time. Looking for you is like looking for a needle in a sea of hay. My prayer was only one while evacuating the bodies. I don't want to lift your body. Life is like playing with us. Without realizing it, we meet again in a state of life.

When I first saw you yesterday, the strength of my embrace was not comparable to the rumbling of taste in my heart at that time. Want to hug you longer and say that I miss you so much, Cut Zulaikha.

There are so many things I want to tell you but again my life is not mine. I have to do this job and then I'll find some time to meet you. Get well soon because I want to talk to you outside the hospital. I don't like the doctor but you are the patient. Is this jealousy? If so, then I'm jealous of that doctor because he has time with you while I miss you so much that I can't be with you right now.

Forgive me for the duty of the country to make it difficult for us to be together at this time. But rest assured that I love you very much. What about the picture? I know you definitely don't have it so I give it to you in hopes of becoming a medicine miss if you miss me.

I don't think hundreds of letters will be able to reveal all my heart at this moment. Therefore, you should finish reading Brother Army's novel, Shoot Me!!! this is for a week. After that, I will send another novel and remain from the same author, Zur Rani (Promo).

I want to go back to work, I say yes!

Diligent to take medicine and hopefully we will meet again soon.

The man who missed you…

Wassalam´s…

“Ehem. Keep smiling because your smile is beautiful.”

“Doctor, I smile because of the story in this novel.” please Cut.

“Iya, I know and I also did not say you were smiling yourself right?”

While in the hospital, Cut helped many other patients who had not found relatives. He spent time telling other patients a lot of things he needed to talk to. Mae and Pak Cek Amir themselves began to refocus looking for the whereabouts of the little Rendra that is still not found. Mak Cek Siti herself cannot always visit Cut because there is Iskandar who is still a baby.

Cut looked at the couple who were standing not far from his cage. Her former in-laws came to visit for the first time with Kak Julie and Bang Adi.

“We've heard about your condition from Julie. Forgive us for visiting you now. We also mourn the passing of your parents, Son.”

Pure Mother hugged Cut slowly while crying softly in the arms of her former daughter-in-law. “All is God's will, Buk. Cut is also trying to accept all of this. Sorry because Cut has not had time to visit Mr and Ibuk. How is the condition of Ibuk and Mr?”

“Alhamdulillah, as you see. We're fine, son. It's just, Ibuk still thinks about Faisal who until now has no news.”

Cut looked down lethargic, hearing Faisal's name made him recall everything that happened just the day before this great calamity happened.

“Son, forgive him so that whatever life he is living right now is a little light.”

“What friends have been contacted? It's possible that he's going to their place.” asked Cut.

“Already, no one has seen Faisal even Shintia himself has long gone from Medan.” Sela Bang Adi's.

“Nak,-“

Pure Mother called Cut softly after her eyes caught an object.

“Iya, Buk.”

“Do you want to marry again?”

Glegs…

Difficult questions to answer at this time.

“In religion, you are no longer Faisal's wife. But if you remarry then, we have to take care of all the administration like divorce papers from the court.” Mr. Fahri gave an explanation.

“Son, you deserve to be happy with whomever you choose. But only one request. Please give Iskandar to us. He's all we've got to replace Faisal. Ibuk could not afford to lose Iskandar. He's our only family grandson. Please yes, Nak.”

Cut stared at the request of his former mother-in-law. How could he give Iskandar to them whereas only Iskandar made him eager to recover and recover as before.

Cut is still tight-lipped after the family's return from her ex-husband. He continues to be met with great requests that he is unable to fulfill. No mother would give her child to anyone else, including her grandparents.

“Don't give Iskandar to them. I can take care of him like I take care of you.”

Rendra stepped in and sat himself in the Cut cage. A smile rose on Rendra's lips and managed to make Cut nervous and immediately turned his face in the other direction.

“Why? Haven't you seen me smile like this?”

Fired such questions instantly make Cut stare at Rendra sticky, “I don't think we meet as often.” Ketus Cut with ferocious mode.

“You often see me smiling in that photo right?”

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