Knights For Mundika
35

“Kak Latifa.

“Kak Latifa.

“Raana?” Latifa squinted her eyes to make sure the figure before her was real Raana, Dalmouk's younger sister who had died from a deadly accident that left her suffering for a long time. “Is that true of you? If it's you does that mean I'm dead?”

“Kak Latifa.

“At the end of the day this is the best decision of the Almighty as the redeemer of my sins to you and all..,” Latifa smiled with a puddle of tears staring at the figure of Raana who smiled at her. “I'm sorry Raana, because my selfishness used to make you lose your life.., I'm sorry also for my silence to cover up my guilt so unconsciously it almost made your two daughters become spiteful…, forgive me for not educating them well.., this is all my fault, my fault that no man has asked them for their actions on the girl Artika before.”.

“I'm sorry Raana, I'm sorry!” Latifa flinched and woke up from her unconsciousness. He blinked his eyes many times and looked around him to make sure that what he was experiencing was dreamy or real. He found all his family members except Mundika and Zayed, gathered in a room with a worried look where he lay on the bed.

“Latifa...,” Looks Dalmouk and Artika staring full of worry while grasping his right wrist that increasingly take care of because eroded cancer cells that have spread throughout other important organs.

“I where?” Latifa asked in a weak voice. “Am I not dead?”

“What did you say?” Answer Dalmouk gently. However, this woman before him is still a member of his family who has been loyal to accompany him all this time even though there is no love for him like his love for Artika. “You are currently in intensive care at the hospital.”

After the critical period Latifa successfully passed in the ICU room, finally Latifa's condition gradually began to stabilize so that it can be moved to the usual treatment room.

“Really? Am I really not dead?” Latifa was still half in disbelief hearing the words from Dalmouk. Because seeing his current health condition it seems he can only wait for the time of death to pick him up.

“You are still alive and only need intensive treatment,” Hakeem who also knows Latifa also took part in talking to explain the condition of the patient handled by one of his subordinate doctors. He really did not expect that Latifa could experience side effects in the form of malignant cancer since the surgical removal of the uterus that had been handled with a special team of Al Hassimi family request at the time. He had convinced himself that all the procedures he had done at that time had been correct. Although he did not like Latifa's selfish actions at the time, it did not mean that he had to give up his professionalism as a doctor to deal with his patients who needed his services. “How can Latifa? Me and my team at that time have made sure that there will be no side effects from the surgical removal of the uterus at that time.”

“This is not your fault, Doctor Hakeem,” Latifa smiled weakly and relieved that all she experienced was a dream and still trying hard even though it could not be covered by tears had melted down her cheeks. Apparently, the Almighty still loves him so it gives him the opportunity to breathe until now. “This is all fate that I have to live. Well..., just consider it a form of forgiveness of sins from Him for my actions so far.”

Inevitably the speech made the atmosphere more sad. Latifa knew that the children wanted to accompany her and support her. But what he currently needs is to speak with Dalmouk and Artika. Although his health condition can still be maintained but does not rule out a time when if the time has come, he wants everything well planned for his three children.

“Well, since my condition has started to stabilize, it is better for all of you to go home and let me be with Dalmouk and Artika for a moment because there is something I want to talk to the two of them about,” Latifa took off Dalmouk's hand grip to wipe away her tears and wagged all five fingers of her left hand without regard to the infusion needle placed there.

“But...,” No time Majid continued his remarks, Latifa immediately cut.

“Already, Maitha, Haya, Mama ask you to come home with your sister now because Mama believes you must be tired of waiting for Mama since.”

“Iya Ma,” Reply Maitha according. “Come Majid, Haya, we go home now.”

Hearing Mama's orders, Maitha and Haya immediately grabbed Majid's arms and pulled him out of the room and let the parents continue the conversation that he was certain about the future of the three of them. Especially his future and his sister, because Majid has found his heart patch to be lured after the wedding of Mundika with one of the children of the Leader of Dubai finished held another week.

Perhaps many ask why he and Haya can be a strong figure and not even cry when the special Doctor who handles his mother's disease explains his current condition. He and Haya actually heard clearly when the mother told her about the assistant who had been accompanying her in the park before being caught by Majid. Her cries and Haya had broken out that night so that as much as possible they were more filial and happy for their mother and always there if needed. Coupled with the actual reality regarding the status of the two of them turned out to be not a biological child but a nephew who had been affectionately recognized as his own child, but a nephew who had been affectionately recognized as his own, it made them realize their position in the house.

“After Majid, my bag was left behind in Mama's nursery,” Realizing something was lacking in her grasp, Maitha stopped her footsteps and turned her body around.

“Cleaseless basis,” Ledek Majid.

“You mean this bag, Miss?” Maitha was surprised when she turned around and saw that there was already a bag of hers in front of her that was carried by a person she knew in her mother's ward.

“Iya, thank you...,” Maitha's view collides with Hakeem's view makes them surprised in silence. “..sih.” He received a bag handed over by a man of his age.

“Doctor Hakeem?” Majid asked who was following Maitha.

“It just so happened that when I was about to exit your mother's room, I saw a bag left there that turned out to belong..”.

“I, Maitha,” Maitha raised her hand up.

“Ah, Maitha yes...,” Hakeem was silent for a moment as if aware of something.

“Sir Chief, what if you marry my Big Brother named Maitha?” The spontaneous idea of Mundika made Hakeem and Mansoor and his two bodyguards turned to him.

“Wah, that great idea!” Mansoor.

“Pak Head does not need to worry, my sister has changed a lot, and I think there is no harm in matching her with Pak Head,” Mundika smiled satisfied with her brilliant idea.

“You want to make your Babamu die standing if you have a daughter-in-law the same age as him huh?” Hakeem Protests.

“Then we excuse yourself,” Majid resigns with his two younger sisters. Slowly their figure from behind grew further away from Hakeem's sight.

“Maitha...,” Hakeem focuses his gaze on Maitha. He recalled the empty talk between himself, Mundika and Mansoor a few days ago. It seems like he has gone mad if he agrees to Mundika's crazy idea because he feels an invisible bond to the girl.

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Mundika, whose emotions had stabilized and calmed down after being invited away by Mansoor, took a moment away from the ICU room and ordered two of his bodyguards to keep watch and inform them of Latifa's condition, finally decided to visit Latifa accompanied by Mansoor after getting news that Latifa had passed her critical period and was transferred to the treatment room like other patients. When Mundika was about to open the doorknob, her hand stopped because she accidentally heard the conversation between her parents and Mama Latifa.

“Artika, I realize that my time is not long and the Almighty can call me back to Him at any time. And if that time comes, I beg you to love my three children as you love your own children.”.

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