JUST FRACTURE
CHAPTER 11

Broken in shock and anxiety in the morning, Mr. RT came to the house, telling the dawn of his father was taken to the hospital, the stroke he suffered attacked again.

She and her husband rushed to the hospital. Found his mother crying and his father lying motionless with many hoses in his body.

"The doctor said, critical father Nak, his right body is dead "

In the middle of his sobbing, the mother explained about her father's condition to the same Patimah, crying, crying,

"'He fell during dawn prayers, fainted, and was brought here by his mother and neighbors"

Broken can only sob, not knowing what to say. He hugged his mother and was released after a nurse came to check his body temperature, and took a blood sample on his father's middle finger, and when Patimah asked about his father's condition, the nurse only replied, the doctor explained it, and then left.

"If the doctor allows it, our father took him to the hospital in the city, then also quickly progress "

Mr. Marjuki spoke to Patimah and his father-in-law.

"Yes, sir, thank you "Broken who answered him and Mr. Marjuki rubbed his wife's head, then walked out.

Moments later, his father was taken by the nurse to the VIP ward. Broken to think maybe it was at the request of his husband to the hospital. I myself feel no need to ask. Her husband always gave his best for himself and his family.

"Father just go home, rest at home, here also can not do anything. Let me and my mom first. If you are treated, change is waiting for him. "

Mr. Marjuki even looked at Patimah who seemed to be trying to calm down, after that just agreed.

"It's time to take some medicine soon. Watch out do not forget to eat first, rice rice red, do not try to ask white rice the same Bi Isah. Then take the medicine, huh ?"

The words moved Mr. Marjuki, in such an anxious state, his wife could still remind him of small things for himself.

"Come ?" Patimah pulled her husband's hand to be ushered out of the hospital.

"Already, you are here, you can walk alone, later want to take a motorcycle to the house ,"

Mr. Marjuki took off his wife's hand, slowly walking out.

An hour later, as Patimah was sitting on the hospital ward's VIP room couch, seeing her mother sitting in a round chair, her head resting on the side of the bed where her father was lying, looking asleep, perhaps tired and sleepy, because since dawn had not rested, there was a knocking on the door, but before Patimah opened it, the person who knocked, opened the door himself. Someone's bowing their head.

Patimah looked at who was coming. His heart was beating irregularly. He was nervous, forgetting to smile. Wasn't that face hidden in his deepest heart, and then occasionally came when he was lonely ?

"Nrt ...."

Too slow to hear, not enough beyond greeting someone who comes with a glimpse of a smile.

"Asalamualaikum" he said.

"Alaikum salam "Same as before, not much slower. The ward room air conditioner feels cooler, until the fur coat on the skin bristles.

"Kang, please enter "Batimah quickly awakened, the facial skin that was pale began to redden a little

"Oh, yeah."

Subarkah is also the same, keeping too short in general. He immediately approached the bed where Patimah's father was treated in an unconscious state.

Brokimah stood up to wake her sleeping mother but Subarkah held her index finger on her lips and her other hand was swayed, as a signal that Patimah did not wake her mother.

"What time did he get brought here ? Sorry just to be here, Mang Karya terlembat told him to me "Just a moment Subarkah saw his father, then he sat on the chair.

Some feel disturbing feelings of Patimah when Subarkah is with me to him.

"Mom said, it was dawn"

Broth answered briefly. I don't know what, the treasury he said so limited, then the room became quiet, the two did not know where to start the chat, they only seemed to occasionally steal a glance. They really looked stiff, there was no chatter until Subarkah came home.

After Subarkah's departure, Patimah's eyes appeared empty. He was imagining the Subarkah in his eyes far more mature than he had ever known. His body was a little more athletic, the look in his eyes also became so authoritative, his once white skin was now somewhat black, a change that even spied Patimah, making him masculine and male.

So did Subarkah, once in his office, immediately sat down in a long chair, sleeping, imagining the moment of Patimah standing, the woman he loved was so graceful, the curves of his body contained, and when he saw his chest at a glance, the woman he loved was so graceful, a little bigger than before, Subarkah imagined it would be warmer to immerse his face there.

"Patimah, until when I have to wait, to be able to touch you, hold you in the room that we will make up together, and then look at you for a very long time, you're the one who's out in bed before we climb on our long night ,"

Subarkah finally fell asleep, he found again the woman he always missed in a state of nakedness, showing every curve of his beautiful body, and, in the dream of taking a nap before then the sound of the adhan from the big mosque at the end of the road.

"Every human being will feel dead, we will test you with ugliness and kindness as trials and you will only be returned to us (Al Anbiya 21)

True the sure waiting that man awaits is only death, which is inevitable, suspended and put forward even for a moment.

So is Mr. Parmin, Patimah's father. After a week of hospitalization, he died, buried in a public cemetery at the northern end of the village, leaving the world in a frenzy and his children and wife so long weeping.

"That might be best for him, son. Because it is also what the father wants, can die in a state of worship. Allah is known because the father, immediately in a coma, is unconscious when he prays "

His mother tried to comfort his daughter, Patimah who occasionally shed tears. Trying to ignore your own grief by thinking quickly and overtime death is just a game of time because she is also the same, as her husband will experience the same thing being taken home to his Robb.

Until the eighth day, Patimah accompanied her mother at home, before finally returning home herself, continuing the role of a wife from one husband.

And during those eight days too, Mr. Marjuki with his two daughters, Tina and Tini continued to consult preparing all the needs of Patimah so that later it was really ready to be left alone without Mr. Marjuki, who was not there, by focusing can live well.

"I want you to think again before you decide to divorce Mama Imah "

Tini asked her father again. Personally, he was very happy with his father's decision. Not afraid of being bothered with the solitude of his father, it can be overcome by finding people with the skills of a nurse class, but he has already fallen in love with the sincerity of his mother, he continued, while accompanying his father.

"And have you explained, sometimes we can't be selfish, just think of ourselves without empathy with others ? Your mother deserves to be happy. And I'm asking not to talk about it again."

After that Tina and Tini did not react anymore, she had to appreciate what her father had decided which was now very different, comparing all actions with religion. It seems that he has been given a way by Allah, for istiqomah.

On the other hand, Patimah also felt there was something else. Like there is a wound that was accidentally cut, then opened again, when remembering Subarkah. There was an occasional feeling coming to protest at his Lord, why let the Subarkah for four years not be given a partner, so that the hope of his being re-exposed. He thought if Subarkah already had a wife, he believed it could be easier to close the meeting and let hope die by itself. His little heart started calling, sounding..

"Come to the Broken ! You have for too long allowed the beauty of being abandoned and confined to wishful thinking ! " A...., so seductive.

"Yes, yes, I want it ! I miss her smile, her voice, her body embracing everything in my body "

She told her husband to look at her mother. And for the first time, Satan managed to persuade Patimah to tell her husband a lie, because of his true intentions, he wanted to see the man he loved so much, yes he wanted to see Subarkah even if only a glance.

"Kang, I'm coming"

When he got home, his mother was not there. The neighbor said since morning he had gone to work.

Satan is still taking care of her well, because with the reason to follow her mother will be the reason to avoid suspicion that people actually do not want to see her mother, but there are others.

But after arriving and having met his mother, Patimah was led out again, telling him to ride the ojek again

"Wait at home "

His mother asked for help from a man who also worked there, driving him using an inventory motor that his young boss used to control the garden a bit far away.

"The lie is opium, son, will force you to repeat it. I know what you're thinking"

After at home, Patimah's mother immediately invited Patimah to talk, sitting opposite in the middle of the house.

"But I miss my mom, so.."

"What food ? Want to lie to your mom too ? Don't kid, God is all-seeing. You're a man's wife, wedded to marriage. Remember the punishment of Allah very quickly. So I want you to go home now, fulfill your duty to the husband, do not let the mother grieve to see her son crashing religious affairs"

Hearing that, Patimah immediately prostrated, crying on his mother's lap

"I'm sorry, forgive me, Mom.."

His mother rubbed his hair Broth full of affection.

"It's okay, Son. You may be tested." Then his mother grabbed Patimah's shoulder to sit down again

"Have this, son. Maybe a sign that before dad left, left us. Father wishes to mother, that you never leave your husband under any circumstances "

Brokimah prostrated back to her mother's lap

"No mom, no, no.."

Broken back crying, she remembered her husband at home, maybe she was lonely without him.

* STILL MORE*