
Al coming out of the ICU room was greeted by the sisters who were shocked to hear Aisyah's hysterical cries.
"What's up, sir?" ask the suspect. His eyes stared intently as if there had been a murder in the room. His hand was ready to reach the doorknob that had not been closed completely by Al. "What's going on?"
"You're slow to tell the patient" replied Al coldly. Her eyes were like snow that extinguished the fire in the sisters' eyeballs. "He spilled his anger on me."
Sister seemed not to be blamed, her bright face suddenly shrouded in clouds, her words sounded a bit taut, "We saw her psychic condition. He was in a deep shock at the incident."
"Who do you think is not shocked to have that brutal accident? Your prudence makes the situation even more chaotic."
The sister insisted her side was not to blame. "His parents asked us to postpone this information. He wanted to wait for someone to deliver. Is that someone you?"
Al smiled a little. "I don't blame you. No need to seek self-justification. I just want to say inside something happened and I got hit."
The nurse looked impatiently waiting for him to get out of the door. "I'm sorry, I have to look at the patient's condition."
"You're good not to go in" said Al without shifting from the front door. "Your appearance inside doesn't diffuse the atmosphere."
"I heard him screaming hysterically, sir. I have to see his condition. Whether or not you need to take sedatives."
Al quipped, "You need to be given a sedative, so that it can be a little polite to face the patient's family."
"I hope you step aside," said the nurse, beginning to lose patience. "I fear patients self-destruct. I'll have to, not you."
"You'll just have to say that I mind if you come in."
The nurse stared angrily, her eyes spreading a threat. "Do I need to call security?"
"Please call all existing security," Al casually challenged. "It just so happens that my body aches and needs relaxation. Never before has the patient's family battered all the hospital security officers?"
Sister was silent for a moment. The young man looked like a stone head. He tried to give up. His face melted a little. His eyes looked at the begging half. "Let me in, sir. Patient safety is my responsibility. I can be fired later if anything happens."
Al looked at the cynics. "He said he wanted to call security, now begging to come in. Your lack of clarity has a huge impact on patients. I don't want patients to be shocked to see your behavior."
"My hotshot father?" ask the sister annoyed. "Dare to challenge our security?"
"Listen well, sus," said Al firmly. "I know more about the patient's psychic condition than you do. He doesn't need your handling at the moment. He needs it himself. He was disappointed with his own situation, but not to the point of self-destruction. If he breaks the equipment, you just send the bill to me. This is my business card."
Al handed the business card to the nurse, then left. The white-clothed young lady opened the door slightly and peered inside.
He broke his intention to enter when he saw the girl inside saying to him while crying bitterly, "Oh Allah, I know all these disasters come from You, can't I be disappointed in my situation?"
Aisyah is a girl created from the perfection of all charms, there is not the slightest flaw in her body. When he found out his legs were paralyzed, a blow was very heavy for him.
That perfection makes every man fall for him, and can slip faith because of his Arab charm. They can justify any means to get their love.
Al was part of the few men who felt enough to make friends. He is afraid to choose a girl who is too perfect, as a consequence he must do his best for every perfection presented. And he can't afford it.
The feeling of inadequacy is very stifling to the chest because it fosters an image that makes him the most stupid man, rejecting a gift of love. He does not miss the moon. He hung his hopes on realistic grace.
When she fell in love with her little friend, she knew how she was doing. He is a powerful man. Who can realize every dream of perfection.
A delay that you don't want to regret.
But her heart collapsed as Aisyah chased her away and did not want to see her again. Why is the girl so angry?
The accident was not the result of his negligence. The decision taken to slam the steering wheel into the toll booth was the right action, police said. Very few victims survived because they were trapped in a consecutive accident.
Al had never seen those dazzling eyes of light vapourize her hatred. He suspected the explosion had something to do with Oma's last words before leaving. He was sure there was a will for him that was hard to reveal!
The treatment he received made Al disappointed and the nurse became a target. What an unwise deed.
"Are you making a fuss with the sisters?" asked Riany who saw the incident from behind the corridor glass door. "Why did you stop him from entering?"
"I'm not blocking it" said Al flat. "The timing is not right."
Abi Rashid looked at him curiously. "What happened to Aisha? Did he not accept the reality he was facing?"
Al had to smile even though it felt bland. "Who can take his legs paralyzed? Especially for a girl who only has perfection?"
"What is the state of Aisha now?" look at Riany wrapped in worry.
She asked, "You're worried about him?"
"of course! He's your best friend!"
"Today I heard a lot of angry women. I lost the spirit to explain."
Al doesn't know what to explain. He has conveyed Abi Rashid's trust, that's the important thing. The next incident was not important to tell because it hurt her heart.
"You wait here" said Riany. "I want to make Ayesha."
"I don't think Ayesha is ready to receive any guests, except for her body. I'll pick her up at the hotel."
"She's already in the lobby room" Abi Rashid replied, "just arrived."
"Then I say goodbye. Assalamu'alaikum."
"Wa'alaikumussalam."
Al walked down the corridor to the lower floor. His face looks very cloudy. Riany accompanied with a heart full of question marks.
"You can tell me," said Riany softly. "I'm ready to listen."
"I'm going to be out of the hospital this afternoon."
"Doctor give me permission tomorrow."
"I don't need a doctor's permission. I was healthy and no medical treatment was done. I just sleep here. I can rest in Yogya, all thinking about the title of the thesis to be submitted."
"That's not the break of his name."
"I'm not psychically tired."
"You need another day's rest."
"I need some fresh air and the hospital is not the place. I know better what I feel, not the doctor."
Riany looked worriedly. "Al's.... What exactly happened to you and Aisyah? Does it have anything to do with me?"
Al breathed in trying to be patient. If this question is not answered, the result is suspicion and jealousy. He replied with a face that was not choppy, "I have never been driven out by a woman. Especially for a girl as gentle as Ayesha."