
Three Days Later ....
A middle-aged couple, Firdaus and his beloved wife are still being treated in hospital. The doctor on duty at the time asked both patients for hospitalization to monitor their health before giving permission to return home.
During that time, either Rayyan or Raihan, no one who is willing to come to visit even though mbok Darmi has sent a short message to two handsome men who are successful in their respective careers. Same with Arumi. For the second time, the woman was not told by her husband if his in-laws were being treated at Citra Asih Hospital.
"Bok, Mas Firdaus where haven't I been? Is she having fun with the nurse?" lena asked curiously, because during her admission to the hospital the man who had married her decades ago never showed her nose.
A few days in the hospital, she had not met her husband at all. Every time they ask Darmi, the doctor or nurse on duty, they always switch the subject. They do not want to hide the condition of the patient, but rather maintain the mental because at that time Lena was in a wounded condition.
Mbok Darmi is still stirring the porridge bowl so that all the toppings are mixed into one. I don't know, it feels like women's lips are hard 'talk. Perhaps because they could not bear to tell the situation of Paradise to Lena, because before the incident they had a fight and finally entered the hospital.
Lena snorted annoyedly. If only he was not paralyzed, maybe at that time had also been scrambling to find the whereabouts of the husband. Bumping, slapping even grabbed Nesa because she had dared to approach her husband. But unfortunately, he was no longer able to do anything without the help of others.
"Mbok, answer my question. Where is Mas Firdaus? Since yesterday I asked, you were impressed to be hiding something. What are you hiding!" Lena spoke again, wondering why Firdaus wasn't on her side.
The contents of the head had been filled with negative thoughts, the shadow as Firdaus hugged Nesa back dancing beautifully in the eyes. The body feels hot. The fire of jealousy inside is increasingly turbulent and can not be dammed anymore.
Then, he again said. "Don't, Mas Firdaus isn't here because he and the nurse are on a marriage contract, is he?" tanyanya squinted her eyes. Really, Lena can't think clearly. The fear of losing Firdaus was spoiled in the chest. Not willing, if her husband remarries without her permission.
Mbok Darmi stopped his activities. The two eyebrows intertwined a confused sign. He stared at his master's chocolate bead. Seeming to be thinking hard, what was between Lena, Firdaus and Nesa? Why did his master hate Nesa so much when the young woman was so good and never cheek-neko.
Not wanting to die curious, mbok Darmi ventured to ask Lena. He said softly, "Mom ... if you may know, actually what happened between Mother and Mother Nesa? As far as I know, Mom's personal nurse is very kind, considerate and so dexterous at work but why does Miss Lena seem to hate her?
Firdaus' second wife chuckled at the words of Darmi. His stomach felt amused like being tickled by invisible hands. Had Darmi known how devious Nesa was and the rotten heart of the young woman, would his trusted aide still have judged if the wood-faced nurse was a good woman, having a heart like an angel?
"No need to distract yourself, Mbok! Already, hurry up tell me, where is Mas Firdaus now? Have him accompany me here!"
Looks mbok Darmi take a deep breath, then exhale slowly. "Bu Lena .. actually something bad happened to Mr. Firdaus."
"-What do you mean, Mbok? Tell me, what's going on?" Lena's voice was shaking. The heart also began to beat irregularly. Negative thoughts that had approached have disappeared replaced by anxiety that enveloped themselves.
"The doctor said that at this time Mr. Firdaus was declared a stroke and he had paralysis of all his limbs," said Mbok Darmi's great-grandson. Unable to look into the eyes of the master.
"W-what, Mbok! Paralyzed? You must be kidding me! My husband is still as dashing and mighty as he was a dozen years ago." Lena did not directly swallow the news that was conveyed to her.
"I'm sorry, Mom. But, that's the truth. Mr. Firdaus is no longer able to do any activities. He was declared paralyzed by the stroke he suffered." Mbok Darmi is still down. He didn't want to see his master's chocolate bead. Unwilling to see how fragile Lena is when she finds out that Firdaus is just like that woman. Spending the rest of his life in a chair without being able to move like he used to.
"No! My husband can't possibly be paralyzed, Mbok! Mas Firdaus must be fine." Lena shook her head in disbelief at what she had just heard. The mother-of-one wishes that this was just a dream and that she would soon wake up from her sleep.
"Mom Lena, what are you doing?" mbok Darmi said when he saw Lena pinching part of his arm.
"I'm making sure that I'm dreaming right now. A nightmare I never expected!"
"Mom, stop it! Don't keep going again!" the house assistant. He could not bear to see how frustrated Lena was after learning of the bad news that had befallen Paradise.
Mbok Darmi prevents Lena from continuing to pinch her employer's body. Smooth white skin like porcelain looks reddened.
"No, Ma. This isn't a dream. This is a reality I have to accept." Mbok Darmi hugged Lena's body tightly.
The frail body increasingly looks helpless. Scroll of tears began to flow slowly between the cheeks, lips trembling violently followed by the sound of sobs slashing the heart.
The middle-aged woman hiccups in the arms of mbok Darmi. "Tell me, Ma'am, this is just a dream, right? Come on, Mock, tell me!" he said softly in between his sobs.
Lovingly, Mbok Darmi rubbed Lena's back hoping that her master would be steadfast in the face of the calamity that befell them. He could feel how devastated Raihan's biological mother's heart was at this moment.
In the old age, where Lena and Firdaus were supposed to live happily with their children and grandchildren, silence became a daily meal. No children come to visit, not even to send a short message. The life test came and went to greet the middle-aged couple. Really, really sad!
Hugs are also broken. The crystal still falls. With a soft word Lena said, "Mbok, can you please take me to meet Mas Firdaus. I want to meet him."
"Good, Mom. Then I'll call the nurse first." Lena nodded her head in response.
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"Mas Firdaus!" lena exclaimed as she moved a large round-shaped object made of rubber. Mbok Darmi and a nurse pegged on the doorstep, watching the haru meeting between the couple. "I'm sorry, Mom. All this happened because of my mistake." She sobbed again, unable to see her husband's frail body lying on the hospital bed.
Lena's hands stretched out forward, stroking the face of her husband who was sleeping fast.
Sensing someone touching the surface of the face, the former director of Persada International Hospital opened his eyelids slowly. Trying to see who dares to touch his body while he is asleep.
"Mama! Never mind, don't feel guilty. It's not all your fault" Firdaus said in a melodic or obscure tone. The man's face is not symmetrical with the lips pointing to the right. He tried his hardest to exert the ability to touch his wife, but unfortunately the man's hand was not raised at all.
"Papa, what are you talking about? Or ... You need something?" Lena stopped her movements when she heard Firdaus's voice. However, she did not understand what her husband was talking about.
"No!" The man shook his head. Although his entire body was declared paralyzed, but the head of the man can still be moved.
Lena noticed the movements of her husband's head. "Then, what do you want to say, Pa? Mama doesn't understand what you mean."
"I mean, you don't blame yourself. It's all purely an accident." That is what Firdaus wanted to say. However, what Lena's sense of hearing heard was only the hissing sound without anyone knowing the middle-aged man's intent.
Lena seemed confused about what her husband said. Looking back, asking for help to the nurse standing in the doorway. Highlight eyes full of supplications.
Feeling unbearable to see two lovebirds who experience paralysis, a woman in a nurse's uniform walked up to the bed. Then, he said. "What do you want to say, let me help you tell your wife."
"Tell him, he must not blame himself for the mausoleum that befell me. Think of it as a test of life that God gives. Learn to be sincere so that the heart is more spacious." Then, the nurse conveyed what Firdaus wanted to say.
Lena's eyes began to glaze over when she heard the message delivered by Firdaus. He realized that all this was a form of life test that God gave him. However, deep down, the woman felt that this was not a test of God but karma for the actions they had done in the past. Karma had hurt Mei Ling's feelings until Rayyan's mother died along with the pain she brought to her death.
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