
Pov Kinara's
It is customary that every weekend I wake up earlier than usual, after the evening prayer I do not go back to sleep, I wait for dawn to arrive by reading a novel or watching through the mutube application, he said, well the name of the girl is not far from the smell of Korea and friends.although not infrequently the sleepiness attacked even I often fell asleep with a sitting position in the chair and my phone is still on.
Today I woke up after the dawn of prayer, due to severe fatigue struck a few weeks because I had to prepare for a national computer-based exam. I stepped my foot into the bathroom to clean up before praying.
Tok tok tok tok
"Have you woken up?"
Ah just now I was about to put on a face mama called me from outside the room. Tumben this early Mama Hanna came to my room, usually we will meet at the dinner table or in the kitchen.
I open the door and I see that ayu's face looks sad, the sadness emanates clearly from the look in his eyes.What is this? a split second of unpleasant feeling roiled the recesses of my heart. I let my mom in.
"What's wrong with Tumben?"ask me while confirming the position I am using.
"Are you praying or just?" ask my mom without answering my question.
"Newly want to pray, a bit late wake hehe" I replied while arranging the prayer.
"Yes, my mom is waiting under me" he said as he left the room.
"Ba.baik ma"
Ah what is this? hopefully this is a good sign because mama does not usually behave like that. huuft me breath so as to calm my feelings that are suddenly restless.
I started my morning worship with fervent. After I finished I went down to see my mother.I stepped into the kitchen but only Mbak Siti and Reni were busy cooking. then I stepped my feet into the living room but no one, I finally decided to go to my mom's room, but when I was about to hold the unlocked door knob, samar I heard the roaring cries of mama and papa from inside.
There was really not the slightest intention of me to be disrespectful like this, but my curiosity that had somehow appeared from which direction made me cancel my feet from the door of my room.
"Oh shall we have no sincerity in this world without the permission of Allah. We pray for Azka's recovery, which is why papa asked Fritz to come back just for Azka, papa wanted Azka to recover from her trauma. papa knows and understands very well that Azka has not been able to accept Rafka's departure until now and all of Anthony's cruelty to our family.
"Papa please don't be like this again, pity Kinara if you have to see mama depressed, strong ma for Azka and Kinar. papa will take our revenge on Anthony, he has killed Rafka, he has killed, even killed Amina Kinara's birth mother."
"Pa.papa say what? Anthony killed my best friend Amina?"
"Yes he killed Amina, too, but with his cunning as if Amina died because her heart was weakened, all this time papa has held all the evidence of Anthony's cruelty without Wibowo and Denias knowing the truth."
"Mama must be strong do not be weak in the presence of children, because they we can until this moment, because they are also mama can be healed, because they are also we can survive, because they can survive, pity Kinara if mama's like this."
By Allah what reality have I just heard? suddenly this chest felt tight, I threw my feet out of my mama's room with a hole along with my heart that was like a billion watts of electricity.
"Ah.." I sighed when I was in the living room, I sat down on the sofa with a heart so sliced, Ah Mother how unfortunate your fate is, my mother, what are your sins and wrongs that they so forcefully kill you?"
I don't know why these tears don't come down, even in my sleep I could cry, but this time it was a tremendous shock that I got a few minutes ago as if reopening an old wound that had been dull.
Because it was too late with this shock to make me unconscious if my mother was sitting next to me.
"Dear"
"A.uh.ahh ma.."
"Why daydream?"
"Ah eng.not kok ma"
"Ra. sorry sorry mama" said the mother lowered her hand outstretched to wipe her falling tears.
"What's the matter ma?" just be careful, God, why is this feeling so painful.
"Aza...Azka hik hyks"
"Ma spoke clearly Kinar did not understand, Azka why ma?"
"Azka was critical last night"
Doubles
My world seems to be collapsing, what other reality is this? what's with today? shit day? I looked at my mama's sad face, for a moment I convinced my heart that this was just a joke, but seeing my mama's haggard face this is the reality I received today. no happy gurat at all emanated from my mother's face, only the deep sadness I got.
"Evening Azka committed suicide"
Duarr
"Aps...WHAT'S??" I shouted and stood up from before my mother, I slowly pushed back my steps, as if this was just a joke, just a joke. It was impossible for Azka to end her own life.
All this time even though we have never been intense and never been home since the incident a few months ago.I know he is a responsible and realistic man. although our relationship is often colored by quarrels without cause and misunderstanding without one giving up. even though I myself can not digest what my heart is feeling to him since he said the word akad until this moment.
He's a weird guy with a million oddities, angry for no reason, temperament, sometimes soft, sometimes cold, always makes me feel like I'm nothing. our last misunderstanding in the cafe has not been resolved until now.not I do not want to but he who is always cold and flat even as if I am a stranger to him.
But today, what made him do such a heinous thing? is it all because of my fault? or is there something else?
"Ra, come with me to the hospital now, Azka needs you next to her" she said.
"Mama lied? it's prank!" I said a little loudly, somehow my heart rejected the truth somehow and what is with me today, why as if I do not accept it.
"Mama didn't lie to Ra"
Oh God my world seems to drift, my husband is desperate to kill himself, what's wrong with me?".
I almost fell because I could not bear the weight of my body and my heart was crumpled dim if Mbak Siti did not hold the weight of my body.
"Miss drink first" said mbak Siti gave me a glass of water, either since when mbak Siti has been here like a servant as if knowing I need freshness. I grabbed the glass from his hand and I gulped it down to the toilet.
"Bec"
The sound of the bus resuscitated me, well that papa-in-law came to me who was sitting languidly on the side of the sofa.
"Ra, papa asks you to be strong, Azka needs you, leave aside all your problems focus on the healing of Azka."
"I don't understand, what's wrong with me?"
"There's nothing wrong and you're not wrong"
"Papa can't explain now, Azka needs you next to her"
In the end I just nodded in assent to my second in-laws' request, even though I actually demanded clarity.
Ms. Siti led me to the room to prepare, I just took a sling bag as well as a cell phone and wallet.
Mother siti led me back down the stairs until we arrived at the yard.My private driver opened the door and I immediately darted in apparently mbak Siti also come with me he sat right beside me.
"Aldo why are you coming?" ask Aldo
"Running the task of the boss" he replied without looking at me. I glimpsed that face like a burden. ah I don't know why I have to think of others.
The car drove quite fast because the road conditions were still quiet.there were only a few cars and motorists passing through the cold wind at dawn.
I didn't feel like I was in front of my father's hospital gate. Siti's mother is still faithfully holding my arm to the VVIP room where Azka is being treated.
Up in front of the Azka room, somehow my whole body feels weak, oh come on what's wrong with me? I held tightly to Siti's arm to calm my irregular heartbeat, I buried this eye to neutralize the strange feeling in me.
"Miss why?"
"Young master is still sleeping"
Siti's words made me realize for a moment, it turns out we were already in the nursery.I saw the pale face was sleeping quietly as if everything was fine. Ah mother why does it feel like when I lost your figure? what's wrong with me? why seeing her lying weakly in the gurney left me helpless at once.
"Mas.." I said.
To be continue...
the story runs unclear, complicated.the plot pontang panting kayak flooded. hehe. sorry yes the readers. its my first novel I wrote. is still the process of learning and learning.
there will be clarity from all the waiting parts at the end of the story..
jan forgot to leave a trace. 🙏🙏🙏