I'm The One You Throw Out
A Suffer

"Sorry, Seira's patient's family?"

Bi Sari and Mang Udin simultaneously stood up to hear the creaking of the door followed by the sound of the doctor.

"We, Doc. What about Non Sei? What is she and her baby and all right?" sambar Bi Sari without hesitation anymore.

Anxiety was clearly reflected on his almost wrinkled face, soaking sweat added to the luster on the face that had been shiny because of the oil.

"The patient has not been conscious, but thankfully has passed the critical period. Patient and baby survived, if you want to see then do not make a noise. Let the patient rest" said the doctor, saying goodbye to both.

Bi Sari and Mang Udin quickly entered the IGD room, where Seira lay helplessly and effortlessly. In the heart both are grateful that the baby contained by the master survived. He's a strong boy.

The two stood beside the patient's bed, staring compassionately at the woman who always helped them in spite of all the problems. He was closed, looking peaceful in his sleep. When the storm wakes up, it is waiting.

"Kasian Non Sei, still young should be happy - that now let alone there is a fetus in his stomach," said Bi Sari while sobbing.

Mang Udin only glanced at a glance, silently not responding. Must what? He knew about the employer's affair, but all this time did not dare to open the silence. A sense of regret piled up to fill his heart. It felt like he turned the clock around and corrected all the mistakes in the hope that all this could be prevented before fertilizing.

However, the rice had become porridge, all the asa had to be buried. The woman he respected, was now lying helplessly on the sickbed.

"Master is evil, even though Non Sei has been a good wife so far, but still she was blinded by the woman," said Bi Sari again sobbing bitterly.

A drop of water flowed from Seira's fertilizer without them noticing, only those two people were currently concerned about him. Not her husband, not even her in-laws. During this time also the in-laws never liked her, other than she is not the girl of his target, Seira is also from the mediocre.

The warm touch that touched the skin of Bi Sari's hand, made the woman with the disheveled bun quickly open both hands that covered her face. Instead of stopping, he actually cried even louder to see the smile on the face of the sturdy woman. Mang Udin flinched, hurriedly turned his head and was surprised to see Seira awake.

"Mom! Is she awake?" pekik Mang Udin missed the excitement. He doesn't even know what to be happy with.

Seira nodded weakly, the smile on her pale lips was still fluffy, the woman looked as firm and strong as before. Seira turned her gaze, glancing at Bi Sari who was sobbing.

"Bi, no, don't cry. I'm okay, really. Just a shock earlier," Seira said even with a weak tone almost like a whisper.

Bi Sari did not reply, she rushed to hug her employer with a stronger cry. Like a child who whines because he regrets not listening to the warning of the Mother.

"Sorry Aunt, Non. Sorry," Bi Sari said repeatedly in her arms.

Seira smiled faintly, her hands patting the shaking back of the middle-aged woman.

"Udah, Bi. I'm okay, really. Yes, yes, don't cry. Later I will be crying again," Seira whispered in her ear.

"Bibi, Non is like this. Bibi should not give up to tell Non about everything," said Bi Sari still did not want to move.

Seira glanced at Mang Udin who was acting all wrong. The man's face looked as crumpled as usual.

"No, Bi. Aunty has told me all this time, only I am the only one who does not believe in Auntie. It's all my fault, maybe I can't be a good wife to Mas Zafran. Udah, yes, do not be wrong yourself," said Seira with all the fortitude he had.

Bi Sari took off a hug, wiped away the tears, but it still went down by itself.

"Let me call Sir. You must know the condition of Mother now," said Mang Udin while removing his phone from his pocket.

"Don't, Mang. Let it go, don't bother Mas Zafran. I want to go home" said Seira as she tried to sit down.

"You're not allowed to go home yet, madam. At least until your condition is completely restored" the doctor said as he stepped closer to Seira's bed.

The woman stared, there was a puddle of water in the corner of her eyes that was as strong as she could bear so as not to spill.

"Until when?" Asked listlessly.

"Maybe it's afternoon or maybe tomorrow. If I insist, I fear there will be more bleeding and it will be fatal" replied the doctor, asking for space for two people waiting for him.

The same doctor who previously checked Seira's pregnancy. A series of examinations were carried out, the condition of his body was still very weak. Moreover, his soul is very fragile and easily shaky.

Seira rubbed her stomach, confirming what the doctor said. She was no longer alone, there was a fetus in her womb that she had to protect. His gaze bowed, staring at the baby who had not been seen.

"So, be patient, yeah. All of this for your own good is your child's future, too" the doctor asked again after examining him.

Seira was forced to nod, the desire of the heart to go back to the place to meet her husband she undo in order to keep the baby in the womb.

Let it be, at night, I'll ask everything the same Mas Zafran. Hopefully Mas Zafran will come to me.

His heart murmured, the doctor left the room with the nurse who brought all the needs of Seira. Bi Sari was quick to sit on the bedside chair followed by Mang Udin who pulled the next chair.

"Udah, don't eat now. Continue to take medicine to recover quickly," said Bi Sari while holding a rice plate. He prepares to feed Seira, who, though reluctant, must eat it anyway.

Yuck!

"Money!" Bi Sari squealed spontaneously just standing up from her seat.

Seira almost spewed out the food, she pressed her stomach with her eyes closed. Nausea, making his tongue survive not chewing.

O Allah, strengthen the servant. Don't make me weak and look like a pathetic woman. Strengthen the servant, O Allah.

Seira chewed slowly on the food in her mouth, she raised her hand asking the good-natured middle-aged woman not to be too anxious.

"It's okay, Bi. Just nauseous," he said. Slowly, but surely the food was spent.

*****

After going through a series of examinations from the hospital, Seira was allowed to go home in the afternoon. How excited he was and considered all only the past wind to pass in the path of his destiny.

Asa enveloped the heart, Zafran's handsome and resolute face danced in plain sight. Tempting and seducing, so that they are forgiven and get back together as before. He also arranged a scenario, about the attitude of the husband who apologized to him.

The car stopped in the yard, Seira drew deep air before finally descending with all she hoped to hang in the sky.

Brak!

Brak!

The sound of falling objects touched him. He looked down before looking ahead.