God's Choice of Mate
Commas.

The day goes by.

The seasons also alternated and ornamental plants in the courtyard had flowered and died.Similarly, the birds that flew migrated. Breed and die on his way.

All of them rotate to fulfill their life cycle.

But I am still in the same place. Lying helplessly in the hospital's ICU room and on a ventilator, so I could breathe.

I've been in a coma for days...

And for months...

I persevered, fighting for life, who I knew for whom I was fighting.

All looks check with full tools on my body.With a ventilator that helps me breathe well, even need in the ETT (Endp Tracheal Tube) to keep my airway airy.

Wirda walked in slowly wearing a sterile green robe. His eyes looked at the entire ICU room in a closed state, with a tense atmosphere. From the mouth of the room when his feet stepped, there was already the sound of a monitor and sometimes the sound of alarms, as well as various sounds from various tools in the room that increasingly add to the increasingly gripping atmosphere.

Wirda looked at me with her empathic gaze. His eyes re-emitted tears, but he quickly pressed down and wiped them down, before falling down and dripping down his cheeks.

His body continued to shudder with trembling hands, as his gaze saw my body attached with tools, to support my life.

Wirda was silent and washed away in his silence, until beeps and lights flashing from the heart monitor. Breaking the silence of Wirda who was staring at me.

"Rani!," he said, suppressing his feelings.

Her hands shook again as her fingers wanted to touch mine. There was an infusion pump attached to my hand. Wirda's gaze again looked towards the infusion pole that dripped the liquid as arranged. Sometimes if a blockage or jam occurs, he will justify himself, until if there is a bubble he will give a signal, that there is a bubble in the infusion hose.

All have used tools with good and high technology.

Fear and anxiety continued to rule his heart. But Wirda remained calm and suppressed his feelings, to continue being strong and firm.

The nurse who was taking care of me approached Wirda, she noticed high anxiety in Wirda's facial expression. With his caring behavior he approached Wirda, while providing holistic care.

"The patients treated in the ICU room are patients with a high level of criticality of the disease and most of them have low immunity. I know you're anxious, depressed, rejecting the patient's situation, even afraid of losing the patient" said the gentle nurse.

Wirda stared at the nurse's face in speechless, in her eyes full of novelty.

The nurse then threw her smile at Wirda.

"Every living creature must have been tested for pain in his body.Try Dek Rani, even though the disease has made him weak helpless, and in a coma. Even though he still went through difficult times tested with the disease and pain he suffered. This is the test, so you do not make a loss of faith in God, and always prejudiced against Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala.So that Dek Rani can go through his test, and you help Dek Rani with the overflow of do'a,as a form of effort you love the patient.If it all feels insufficient, then do not continue to dissolve in sadness.And the flow of positive energy also your happiness on Dek Rani, when you swipe it. For all healing comes only from Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala. Therefore, as servants, we must also pray to God for healing and health and have full confidence in His power.Because no one is able to provide healing from these diseases other than Allah Ta’ala. There is no healing except the healing that comes from Him. No one can heal except Him, "continued the nurse.

Wirda closed his eyes slowly and offered a do'a to the Creator, "Allahumma rabbanasi adzhibil ba’a wasy fihu. Wa antas Syaafi, laa syifa-a ila syifaauka, syifa-an laa yughadiru saqomaa. O Allah, Lord of men, take away the tribulation and give him healing, Thou art the Most Healing. There is no healing except the healing of You, a healing that leaves no other sickness. "

Wirda tried his hardest to hold back his tears, so as not to spill. But still his sadness made him shed tears.

"Rani, I know you can definitely listen to my words. I believe you are strong and able to get through all of this. Fight Rani, and open your eyes. Because we all miss you so much, hiks., " said Wirda with a trembling voice.

The nurse rubbed Wirda's back to strengthen her, "Li Kulli Dain Dawa'un Fa Idza Ushiiba Dawa'ud Dai Bara'a Bi Idznillaahi Ta'ala. All diseases have a cure. If it is suitable between the disease and the cure, it will be cured with the permission of Allah.[HR. Muslim]."

Wirda nodded in understanding, and soon came out of the ICU after thanking the nurse who had strengthened him.

Wirda's footsteps walked slowly and it felt heavy to go away leaving me.

Several times he kept looking back, and looked at me who was still lying helplessly in the quiet ICU room.

"Ran healed quickly!, "he said softly as he wiped his tears and walked away.

Outside the ICU room, Rafa's already waiting for Wirda. With quick steps Rafa walked over to Wirda and hugged her tightly.

" Are you okay Dek?, "whisper Brother Rafa.

Wirda nodded his head without saying, he already felt so riled up after seeing my state.

Rafa understood what Wirda was feeling, then took her to sit down to calm her down.

" God willing, all will be well Deck, we leave everything to God. Believe me and be assured, that Rani will soon open her eyes and be with us again, "said Rafa while holding Wirda's fingers tightly and kissed her.

Wirda tears up, "Aamiin, yes Brother. Hopefully all of that will soon be realized, because I really can not see the situation Rani like this. It felt all heavy, when he had just felt happiness. But... "

Brother Rafa immediately covered Wirda's lips with his palm and shook his head.

"No Deck, do not say anything against God's decision.We pray for Rani, and hope that good and happiness will be with her after this. Isn't that the hope of all of us Dek, " said Rafa looked at Wirda's sad face.

Wirda nodded back.

Rafa rubbed Wirda's back slowly, then hugged her and kissed Wirda's forehead.

"We have to be strong and strong Dek, it must be what the late Kak Fariz wanted if he was still there, " said Rafa who also dissolved in novelty.