
"If, then invite Aldi to talk. I heard he said a comatose person can hear us. Let him wake up, " said Mom. Although reviewing the smile I can see the bitterness in his bead. Something that made me feel that way. Tight, sad, and desperate.
Earlier, after Maya I immediately rushed to mother's house.
"Yes, Buk. Later If you do," I said while taking Adel's hand. But suddenly my hand was taken off.
"Why, Deck?" my many.
Adel shakes. "So I want to stay, Buk."
"Loh, why?"
"Adel wants to play with Fahri aja," he replied.
Again, I feel sad, feeling knocked out. Now my son is more at home here than I am when he was not gini.
"Yes, it's okay. Adel stayed. I'll take care of Adel. Lagian Fahri also seems to be happy to play with Adel. They are sometimes difficult to be told to eat the same bath," explained Mom.
"When it's just not good with Maya, Buk. Nabila's impression to send a child to him," I complained.
"No, besides Adel and Fahri also play here more often than the house of Darwis. Yes, you go. Let the kids take care of me."
This is how I can do anything other than say thank you to mom, then nasehati adel let not be naughty.
The journey from home to the hospital was not long. It only took twenty minutes to travel and this time I was escorted to an online taxi. This month has been back and forth. Already often. I even know nurses and doctors here.
It's just that the heart still feels heavy when stepping. Feeling guilty. Feeling ah .. don't know how to define it.
I opened the door and saw Aldi still lying with some tools stuck in the body. Not to mention the sound of a heart detector that continues to beat.
Seeing it like this feels really uncomfortable. The cheerful and mature man who should have a bright future now lies down instead.
Imagining it as me being sick, tears dripping could not be held back. It feels in the chest too tight, engap. He should now be able to continue activities, establish relationships and build a family. But now he's like this and it's because of me.
I hurriedly disposed of that thought, then prepared to clean Aldi's body. Of course the outside body, if it's privacy, I'm too embarrassed to do it. Exposed body parts such as face, neck, back of arms and others. It is not aurat.
I did it while telling you what I went through yesterday. About a lot of things. I told you, raving like crazy. By ourselves. Because I think he must have heard. He would be lonely if I just kept quiet.
When I'm done resting, sit and observe Aldi's face. He looked so peaceful, asleep, as if there was no burden at all. I don't know what to say. I want to be angry because he kept silent ignoring me who was babbling.
"Al, get up," I said, but he was still not happy and I was getting impatient.
"Wake, Al. Kasian Ibuk, kasian. They miss you" I continued, and then tears. The sound started to falter but I tried to hold on. I said a comatose person can hear and I don't want Aldi to hear me cry. There is one he does not want to wake up.
"Al, Adel kangen you. He said he wanted to be invited to the square" I said again.
Not me making it up. Adel said this once. He said kangen Aldi and miss being invited for a walk.
But all I found was silence and it made my heart hurt even more. Pain, really. If there was a way to wake her up, I would.
"Al, a few days more. You don't want to get a family together?" continued again. "I bought you clothes. Mejaya. It's dark brown, that's Adel's pick."
Silent. Oh Allah is sick ….
I can't take it anymore. The crying pain is sick. I decided to cry. Cry in silence while keeping your mouth shut on your feet. Everything's tangled. I want Aldi to wake up. Really want. If there's anything I can do, trade for whatever I want.
"Al, awake. Adel kangen you. We all miss you. Don't be gini, Al. Wake up. If you are disappointed with me, be angry. Don't be quiet like this. Don't make me this way I'm not strong. I'm not strong …."
"Tell me what to do let you wake up. Whatever it is I must have done. I want to see you wake up Al. I'm kangen. Please don't torture me. Wake up, let me see you again. Let me see you serve the buyer. Let me see your smile again. I miss that, Al. I want to see you healthy again."
I shed tears without lifting my head. It felt too heavy looking at him who was closed.
"Al, awake. I miss you …."
Short of it, I can't talk anymore. Not doing anything. All I did was cry until it had a soft touch on my head.
Spontaneously I looked up and saw Aldi. Eyes open. His mouth covered with breathing apparatus formed his smile even a little. Not only that, his eyes also let out water.
"Aldi …."
"Sorry to make you sad and thank you."
Oh Allah ....
"Let me alone" I said as I took what Aldi was holding.he turned his head while in his hand was a basket of clothes.
"It's easy, I can, '" she replied. His smile never disappeared. And yes .. I'm glad to see her smile again.
"It's easy, so let me do it. You've been working hard for money,"
I took the basket she was holding, and then took the clothes hanging from the clothesline. However, the thing I did not expect was that he did in the next second. My shoulder pressed down with my chin.
"Bang, washbasin!" I'm a little rebellious as I look around. Brabe when people see it.
"Just a minute."
"But this is outside, what if someone sees."
"It's okay to be halal."
My smile expands hearing that from her, because it feels like a dream. Just two months ago he was conscious of a coma. Just two months ago I cried because I thought I would never see him awake again.
Now, he was standing straight behind while hugging tightly, I felt his love.
After the coma we decided to get married. We also used ijab kabul. He brought my family back to Borneo and we got married. I've been his wife for a month and tried to call him as brother when we were the same age. But, even if I'm the same age, I still have to be polite, right? he's my husband now.
"Hem, look at the time, Bang" I tried to reprimand. "Later if anyone sees, we'll be cut off."
"It's okay. I'm too worried about you. You're getting pretty," she said, which made me feel warm all over her face, she was too good to be ashamed of.
"See sikon, Aldi! The newlyweds."
Aldi and I immediately broke away and clumsy themselves when I saw Ibuk in the doorway. She was beautiful and neat with brocade cloth wrapped around her body. Presumably going to the conduit.
Ah yes, he was planning to go and tell me about the plan.
"If you want to be friendly in the room, not in the open. embarrassed to see people," continued the mother again.
"Sorry, Buk" he said, scratching his head.
"Yes, now go on. Ibuk, the same Mr. Adel would like to condense," Ibuk replied with a blink. "if you can make adek for Adel. I want to hear the baby's voice again."
"Ready, Buk!"aldi with his spirit.
I nodded my head, then left.
"You heard yourself, did you want your mother?" aldi said, his eyebrows go up and down.
As for me, I can't talk. There-there's been hugged again from behind and pulled in the house.
"But, this clothesline has not been lifted," I lamented.
He stopped, then turned back and helped lift all the clothesline. I can only shake my head. Aldi really makes me anxious.
In the past, this character I have never seen. After marriage then I know he is adorable like this. I like him. He can balance and entertain. In him I found the mature side I needed, and there was the childish side that kept me entertained. Ah, he made me fall in love again
"Already, If, now let's go in. mumpung no man's house," he asked again.the spirit of four five.
Fuck up!
But I was happy and we finally got married. Happy ending for everyone. I should have accepted him from the beginning. There must be no drama because I really love him.
My eyes opened when he was in a coma. I feel empty when I can't see him, I feel like something is missing. It made me realize that Aldi is indeed the best man I need in this life.
About Bang Darwis, it was not too difficult to convince him. He accepted my presence to be a brother-in-law. Said he didn't want me to belong to Aldi, but he'd be less willing if he couldn't meet Adel.
Be, I'm in-law who won't separate them. Adel can still meet Bang Darwis whenever he wants.
Finishes.