
I feel comfortable when my feet are gently massaged. This morning I went to therapy for the first time. There was only me, Umi and a female nurse who was massaging me. “What is the massage feeling?” ask the nurse.
“Sit.” lirihku.
Before the massage I was bathed and changed into new clothes. I don't need to be ashamed when I shower because Umi bathed me. “Umi is grateful for bathing you alive. If you leave, Umi will not be able to bathe your body.” said Umi when bathing me earlier.
I feel fresh and clean at the moment. A week or so I was in the cave in a miserable state. Dispose of large and small water there armed with soil excavation. I can't recall my fate if I stay any longer. Luckily I ate a little so I didn't poop every day. But Rendra, almost every day he's BAB. And I had to wash his ass with water to make him feel comfortable. But the pee still stinks even though exposed to the ground.
As if I knew the situation I was going through, Umi gave me a lot of soap on my body. I'm like a junub bath. Even my hair was given a lot of shampoo. I don't know how Rendra is, but I'm sure I'm treated like this let alone Rendra. He must have been bathed, too.
10 Hours towards noon...
The doctor came back in, followed by several nurses and one man dressed in a strip. I know him and he is Rendra. He entered while carrying little Rendra. The boy was very handsome, his face was very radiant. He must be happy to get more attention from the hospital even the clothes he wears are also very good.
“How's Cut? Ready for the next therapy?” ask the doctor after checking on me.
“Ready, Doctor.”
“Alright then, we will soon meet at the therapy place. There will be a nurse who will bring a wheelchair here. I'm sorry.” The doctor came out of my room. Now it's just Umi, and ...
I was confused about having to call both of them by the same name.
“Cheche..”.
Little Rendra tried to reach me from Rendra's sling. Rendra walked over to my bed. “Umi, eat first. Let us take care of Cut.”
“Umi haven't eaten?” many surprised.
“Abu in the canteen. Umi followed Abu there. Let me take care of Cut.”
“Iya, Umi eat first yes! Cut is okay.” Finally, Umi went after Abu to the cafeteria.
“Rendra...Cheche misses, here!” I spread my hands to my very handsome nephew. But who would have thought my words backfired for me. In fact, the two different-age Rendra hugged me without permission and they managed to kiss my left and right cheeks. My niece is happy, she clapped her hands for kissing me. But, the big version of Rendra managed to make me bear a tremendous embarrassment. And casually he looked at me with a smile that was so heart-throbbing.
I threw my face in the other direction to avoid it. “I miss you so much. I always pray that we can meet and be friends. Hopefully this time you will no longer reject me.” I didn't answer his words. I was confused as to what to answer. One male nurse came in while pushing a wheelchair.
“Mari, Brother. We're going to start therapy outside.” The nurse was about to help me down however, her steps came to a halt when the arm was held back by Rendra. “Let me just.” He took Teuku down and carried me without excuse. I wave, being in his arms with face and body fused together. O Lord. I again committed a sin by drawing near to adultery.
But, there was another sense that came when he carried me. It felt like my heart was beating so fast and my chest was also feeling tight. He sat me down softly.
We walked down the hospital corridor. Rendra was still holding Teuku who looked calm and happy. His mouth was always blabbering. We arrived at a special room for therapy. A beautiful nurse came in with a very sweet smile. The nurse approached Rendra and within seconds Teuku had changed hands and disappeared behind the door.
“The nurse was in charge of guarding Rendra in the nursery.” I just nodded my head.
“If for this kind of therapy more male nurses, Brother. Female nurses are unable to treat patients. If there is an objection, it is usually the family who takes over. Like Brother, there is a prospective husband who helps.”
“Ayo.”
Rendra pulled me to the iron pole. I have to recover quickly, until when should I be assisted therapy with Rendra like this. It's so embarrassing. He can hold me as he pleases. I'm like a worthless woman like this. I don't know how many times he's touched my hands, waist, shoulders and arms. The therapy lasts for 30 minutes. I'm so tired, so much sweat. I think I want to take another shower. Rendra put me back in a wheelchair.
“Let me alone bring up to room.”
“Well then, I'll excuse you first.” The nurse came out of the therapy room.
Rendra pushed the wheelchair out of the therapy room. “Are you hungry? Thirsty or want to sleep?” he asked as he pushed my wheelchair.
“I've been sleeping too much, I'm not sleepy anymore. What happened to the people of Uteuen? Can I know?” I hesitated a bit to ask about Uteuen village but I was also curious especially with Kak Limah's parents. Umi Kak Limah helped me. If at that time I was not helped by Umi Kak Limah, somehow my current fate.
My wheelchair stopped at a small park still inside the hospital. “You in a wheelchair or on a bench?” the answer I was hoping for was not given. I'm disappointed, “Here only.” My answer. On the bench or in a wheelchair is the same.
He sat on the bench right in front of me. Our distance is neither far nor too close. Just a little bit of the line between our knees. He looked at me, I nodded. I glanced at him and the look was different. He looked at me with a sharp and intimidating look. This look I've seen before when I was called to headquarters after Jannah was caught.
“Why are you asking about Uteuen Village? Who was there until you were so curious?” this time I ventured to return her eyes. “I'm just curious about Kak Limah Family. Umi Kak Limah who helped me. How is he doing?”
“I don't know how that person you mentioned is. But, the owner of the house where we found you is now in custody. He was the father-in-law of the person we were looking for the most. Muhammad Khalid, a friend of his father Rendra and now takes the position once held by Teuku Muhammad Ilham. Anything else you want to ask? Maybe the guy who'll make you a second wife?” I look at him again.
“Has he been caught?”
“Are you afraid if he gets caught?”
Whatisthis? Why is the tone of the question so unpleasant to hear. “Why do you ask that? I just want to know.” This time I returned his gaze sharply. I was annoyed by his unpleasant tone.
“You will be called to headquarters after your condition recovers. Answer all their questions honestly.”
again he ignored my question as he pleased.
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