In Memories
part 113's
"Sorry sir for that estimate I cannot predict, it all depends on the will of the patient himself if there is a spirit to recover definitely can." Doctor Fiko.
"It could be a little longer than expected, I know even if it's not a doctor" Aditya replied in a cold tone.
"Ditya come on don't be like this, you have to fight to heal remember there is Ziana waiting for you. Don't you want to fight for her?" Bara tries to provoke Aditya so that he is not discouraged for further treatment.
Bara knows the character of Aditya if he already has the confidence it will be difficult for anyone to change it and only Ziana is able to break his belief. Seen Aditya silent with a sad face, recalling Ziana's cry as yesterday her nose bleeds out how panicked his wife was. What if his wife knew of the disease that was currently in her pain, it would definitely be a heavy blow for her.
"No one ever knew about my illness, let alone my wife" Aditya said again by holding her body.
"Alright, but you have to stay strong to fight your illness. I'll try to find the best treatment for you." Said Bara with a gaze that implied sympathy for his best friend.
"I want to go home, just give me the cure and don't keep me here any longer." Aditya looked at the doctor Fiko who was still standing before him. Doctor Fiko stared at Bara as if asking for approval and Bara nodded her head to approve. He believes this is the toughest part of Aditya's life, so he just wants to meet his wife to be a mood booster for him.
"Well sir, after the infusion is finished, you can go home and later I will prescribe the drug you must consume. And I hope if there are further complaints you should immediately check yourself so that it can be handled quickly." There was no answer from Aditya he just kept silent, his eyes blank.
"I'll excuse you then." Doctor Fiko and the nurse stepped out of the room.
"Witha you're definitely cured there's a lot of good treatment methods right now even if you don't believe in the treatment here, I'm gonna find a hospital overseas so you can get better treatment." Bara who still encouraged him, he never saw Aditya like this. Aditya who always acts firmly and always looks at all his problems easily and confidently.
"I don't want to think about it, right now I just want to go home."
"Alright for now I'll let you by your decision, but don't expect if I'll give up on treating you. Don't think too much of it will make your trauma relapse, you have to keep your emotions in check."
"Get your Lord, I have to go first." Bara knew that at this time Aditya would want to be alone to calm his mind.
"Good doctor." Angga nodded, bowing his body as Bara left Aditya's room.
"You go I want to be alone" Aditya told Angga.
"But Mr.." Not done yet Angga spoke, Aditya immediately cut it off.
"Take me home later."
" Okay, sir, I'll wait outside." Angga nodded and immediately stepped out to make room for Mr. Aditya.
After that Aditya grabbed his phone from the top of the nightstand, he knew surely his wife was worried because until now he had not come home and did not tell. Sure enough when he opened his phone there were many missed calls and also incoming messages from his wife.
In his grief Aditya smiled at how much he was loved by his wife, seeing how worried Ziana was about him. Aditya also gave the name of the woman he loved so much.
"Hallo sweety, sorry to give you news" said Aditya as soon as the call from him was picked up by Ziana.
"Where have you been my husband? I'm so worried about you." Ziana's sobs came from there.
"I'm sorry sweetie, don't cry I'm okay - there was a sudden meeting because there was an urgent problem and I forgot to tell you. I'll be home soon, I'm sorry." Aditya tries to cover up his tone to make it sound like everything is fine. Though deep down he felt devastated with his life now, let alone hearing the cry of his wife who once promised only happiness that would surround him if living with him.
"Well I'll be waiting for you, be careful on the road don't worry me anymore."
"Wait for me." The call ended with a vibrating look at the picture of those who were smiling happily into the wallpaper on his phone.
"How will I face you later sweety? whether I can fulfill my promise to you." muttered Aditya then he held the phone in his chest his eyes glazed far thinking about his life in the future.
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Ziana, who is now crying, is confused because from this afternoon her husband's phone is so difficult to contact. When the glass broke and his disturbing feelings he kept trying to contact Aditya, but still there was no answer.
She was afraid of something happening to her husband, and added again with her cellphone which was also difficult to contact made her feelings more uncertain. When in despair Ziana thought she would follow her husband to the company but then she paused because of useless all employees must have gone home because the time had shown hours to go home from work. And she also does not know the cell phone number of the secretary Angga, she does not know who else she should call to find out the whereabouts of her husband.
Too tired to cry she fell asleep, and when she woke up there was a phone call from her husband. How happy Ziana was like winning the lottery her heart was so relieved to hear that her husband was okay.
After the call was closed, she went to clean up, to welcome her husband. Ziana did not want to look messy when Aditya came later.
Before long the apartment door was opened by someone from outside and she was sure it was her husband, half running Ziana out of the room and smiling happily to see Aditya standing in front of her. Ziana tightly hugged the handsome man she had longed for, for some reason there was a slight lingering feeling in her heart.
Lord let us be together much longer, I do not want to part with him, do not let the smile on his lips become a cry of sorrow. I always want to make her smile.
"I miss you so much, my husband."
"I miss you so much too, I'm sorry." Aditya gently stroked the top of Ziana's head and he kissed her with an erratic feeling considering the doctor's words of pain he was experiencing.