Jandaku's Story
Part 48's
My limp body was taken by health workers into the ambulance, I heard the loud sound of the ambulance accompanying my journey, I who could only see the ceiling of the ambulance just fell silent because of my back that I felt pain.
Now I'm taken to the hospital, Private Hospital in Cirebon. Putting my body on the mattress when coming down from the ambulance, I saw the lights that lined up neatly in the sky of this hospital...
I was checked deftly by the medics here, and I looked at my right and left sides, sweeping through the rooms looking for someone I wanted to see, my husband... Vicky...
For some reason, it was hard to let out my voice, and the moment the medicine in the form of injection entered, my eyes closed..
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"Dinda.." a soft voice called out to me whispering in my ear, with the touch of her soft hand on my shoulder "Dinda...."
I opened my eyes, saw the lights on the roof of the treatment room, and looked for the sound... Juna was beside me
"Thank God you're sober, I'll take a drink first" Juna took a glass of water for me, tried to give me a drink with the help of a straw pointed at my mouth
"i called the nurse first yes, said that if you were conscious" she said, leaving me, I swept my eyes again, just a high white curtain as the dividing curtain between myself and the other patients I saw, once again.. I was trying to find the whereabouts of my husband.
"good afternoon Dinda's mother, I checked her vital signs first yes ma'am"
A nurse checked my situation.
"mother dinda, all the normal maternal vital signs check ya ma'am, maternal lab results also no other constraints, only the mother's spine suffered minor injuries, she said, with a break in the condition of the mother will be much better, is there anything you want to ask again mom?" clearly the nurse
"Where is my husband?" lirih..
The nurse glanced at Juna
"there is nda... next door, sleep again gih rest, do you want to eat?" juna took over the nurse's answer
"i want to see Vicky" I said
"yes but eat first, Vicky belom can be taken by the mouth, you also can not get up to the wheelchair right? I bribe, eat first" said Juna firmly
"well, excuse me" said the nurse
"what's Vicky doing well? what wounds did he have? last time I saw his arm tear up, and bleed a lot" I said
"iya.mangkanya belom can be visited, but the situation is better, he was better, just sleeping unconsciously" said Juna explained
"when can I see him?"
"tomorrow, but that's also if you're fit, then hayuu Aaaaaaa eat" Juna thrust a spoon at me
"hey.." said someone surprising us
"Al.." I said
"how are you doing?" ask Al
"well... Why are you wearing hospital clothes? you sick?" tanyaku who still chew food bribes Juna
"i had a little incident, so it must be monitored" he replied
"is it stitched in the infusion?"
"mmm let it be full hehehe, are you really okay?"
"it's okay with Al..."
"i'm so sorry for Vicky's death"
In a moment of silence I think, my body that was trying to gather energy immediately lost helpless suffocation, the sound of a hum in my ear, my tears stuck in my eyeballs, falling spilled because it was crowded.
"what did you say...???died on? my husband?? Juna.what exactly does Al say... Juna answered... Juna....!!!!??? .Why...why don't you tell Juna, why??" I pulled the collar of a juna shirt screaming hysterically calling my husband's name "gakk... Vicky.. no... don't stay with me... don't...!!! Vicky...!!!!!!" hick hick I cried unbearably, I tried my body to get off the bed, but was held back by Juna
"you are still sick" said Juna
Juna hugged me, although I rebelled Juna still tightened his arms to me
"no.. can't.. don't stay a.. don't stay with me...."
"patience dinda... there I am here, patient.." said Juna calmed me stroking the top of my head which is now calmer.
Juna glared at Al, Al who realized he had done wrong by telling Vicky's death to Dinda was just speechless to see Dinda in Juna's arms.
"but I want to see Vicky Juna..."
"sorry, but Vicky's been buried"
"aaaaaahhhhhh no.. why... why are you so bad.. Why is there no chance for me to meet Vicky for last, why are you bad, gakkk... Vicky...."
"sorry I dinda..."
"i don't want to. I want to see Vicky. I want to go home.. I want to go home. Please take me away from here..."
"Dinda.." voice call I know.
"mom.." vicky's mother hugged me, calmed me with her warm embrace, cried with me.
"where is mama... where is...?"
"there's no son, you're patient" said Vicky's father
"can't do. aa can't leave dinda, aa already promised the same dinda. don't want reward, dinda don't want to be left aa"
"peaceful patience." said Mamah Vicky who with her tears flowing profusely speechless, just hugged me tightly.
"aa it's not sick anymore son, kasian aa if you have to endure the pain.a now it's calm, it's happy there"
"but dinda do not want to be left pah.. dinda dear aa"
"God loves aa more than we do, papah and mama are also sad to lose their only child, but fate does require us to mengikhlaskan, because all is a deposit"
"why not wait for dinda. dinda want to see aa pah...."
"sorry son, but delaying him instead makes Vicky's body more pityful"
"aa... why stay in dinda..."
"sorry mommy son"
"lt....."
Vicky.... My husband left me in this world, went to his paradise, at first I imagined my memories with Vicky.. My first love while still sitting in Junior High, we were classmates at that time, was spending the rest of our presence at school to go to High School.
Vicky, who was always with me at every school exam, walked with me home. Vicky, who was no longer in high school with me, looked at me from a distance, playing basketball on the basketball court with IPS kids, and looked at me from a distance, which I always give back his small clothes when robbed by the head of the dean of the osis during a uniform raid.
Which I always saved from fines caused by delays coming to school, Vicky who I always give info when there want to be an inspection/class studio by members of the osis. And always smile sweetly without thanking me for all my help to her.
Vicky was angry that he had not told her about my breakup with Al, Vicky was angry about my divorce. And this last 5 months Vicky has always been by my side.
I remember how much blood came out back then, torn arms, stiff bodies and closed eyes. I remember how difficult it was to evacuate Vicky's body because of the car's body, his legs that looked boneless when he was lifted. I understand how much Vicky felt at the time..
Marrying Vicky was a beautiful thing for me, loving him, loving him, and loving him, it was angry that God refused to accompany Vicky in Jakarta.. If I find out about this, I'll never waste time with Vicky, I want to be a parasite by sticking to her until the time comes for her to leave me.
And now I can only regret it...
Good bye my husband...
Dzavicky Dzikri