Love of the Journalist
56. He's Gone Forever
...56. He’s Gone Forever...
Papa Bagas
It rained so hard tonight. The time has shown at 00.10 WIB. The day has changed.
But for some reason, he couldn't sleep. Demas' words flashed in his mind. To be honest, everything your best friend says is true. But back again, he and the Imam were bound. Not free to act as they please. Everything must be coordinated and affiliated.
The clockwork continued to move even as if it was following the beat of his heart. He can feel that. Because his workroom is soundproofed.
Suddenly he was shocked by the sound of his phone ringing loudly making him look from his position leaning on his desk.
With a quick movement he grabbed the cell phone lying on the desk. His forehead shriveled, as he read the name of the person who called him.
“Goodnight, Commander!” Sapa from across.
“Ya .. night.”
“Lapor ... tonight there has been a robbery and persecution on behalf of Demas warta ..”
“Wait!” Cut quick.
“Who?” Resell ask. He wants to come out right and good. To not be wrong.
“The victim was named Demas Prasetyo. Reporter Retro.” Put the voice from across.
Silent moment.
He immediately contacted his aide as soon as the call from his members who served the Police Chief was over.
“Transfer me to ...” He mentioned the area at the eastern end of Java Island. The place where Demas is in need of him tonight.
It takes about 6 hours to travel. Only then did he arrive at the hospital dealing with Demas just as the sun was over.
“How?” The attack with half-hunting breath after arriving at the ICU room.
“The victim was severely injured in the head due to being hit by a blunt object and a stab wound in the stomach.” Report Capolres.
“People have secured.” Continued reports.
He closed his eyes for a moment. Grinding the teeth, until the jaw hardens. What was feared finally happened as well.
He and several other police officers waited in front of the ICU.
Until the door opens, showing the figure of a doctor and a nurse coming out from behind the door. Quickly he approached them.
“How, Doc?” Ask.
“For bleeding in the stomach can already be stopped, be grateful not to injure internal organs. But .. sorry .. the patient should immediately undergo a craniectomy. Due to herniation, brain swelling.”
“And our hospital has not been able to do that procedure.” The doctor's light.
He rubbed his face. Thinking about finding a quick solution.
“Can patients be taken to Surabaya?” Ask.
“Can, Sir. Origin does not experience shock that is too hard.”
“Dit ..”.
“Ready, Sir!”
“Contact Dirpolair.”
“Borrow heli ...” He ordered his aide to act quickly.
And that morning, Demas was immediately transferred to a hospital in Surabaya.
**
Mother
This morning he was teaching at the Extraordinary School. After this morning waiting for news of her husband who did not contact her.
Usually if you are reporting outside the area. Every morning it must be telling. Greeting children and themselves before activities. But the other one this morning. He tried to be prejudiced. Putting away the bad things that crossed his mind several times.
He sent a short message. Sent, but no reply.
But just as he was about to start teaching in the classroom, suddenly the cell phone that was accidentally stored on his teaching table trembled.
Dddrrrt ..
It cringes. Foreign number.
Dddrrrt ..
The phone vibrated back.
He asked his students for permission to go out for a while.
On the classroom terrace he received the call.
“Ya, hello ..” Legally.
“Nan .. This Bagas.”
DEG
Eyebrows wrinkling. That sound? I can't believe I got a call from ....
He looked at the blue screen. Make sure who called him back. Then put the phone back to his right ear.
“Ya, Mas ..”
“Can to RS ...” Bagas called a hospital the largest and most complete in Surabaya.
“Demas entered the hospital this morning ..”
He left school without saying goodbye to the students who were waiting for him.
He drives a motor with a raging mind. Even almost hit due to not concentration.
***
Papa Bagas
He deliberately waited for Nani in the information section. Because it needs his approval to perform an operation immediately.
Twenty minutes later Nani's figure appears from behind a glass door.
“Bang Demas why, Mas?” It was as soon as Nani approached him.
“Sorry ... Nan. I ... I,” his tongue suddenly twisted. He looked at the woman. Clearly his eyes were full of anxiety.
“Demas became a victim of robbery.”
Sontak Nani staggered back. He tried to reach her but the woman refused by waving her hand.
The other hand held his chest. Her tears are dripping. He really can't be in a position like this to see it. He can't bear.
“Demas should be possible immediately in operation. There is brain swelling because there is bleeding inside,” he explained.
“Please sign here,” he put a piece of paper on Nani.
With trembling hands, Nani put her signature on the end of the paper.
The long-running operation was over. Doctors said Demas' condition was still critical and even fell into a coma. It still needs to be monitored in the ICU.
Now Nani is accompanied by his wife Anita.
**
Mother
The sound of equipment in the ICU room such as monitors and ventilators became his friend these past 2 days. She who still does not believe what happened to her husband is still very shocked. Between believing and not believing.
He forbade the children to visit his father. Let's wait for the husband's condition better. Hope so.
I don't know how many tears have fallen to accompany the man he loved so much. But he doesn't care. All he wanted was for the man who was still lying to quickly wake up and return to their arms.
He held Demas' hand. Heat in there. I wish the man felt it. Then ask her to talk,
“Still remember, Brother has a promise with Kirei. We're going on holiday with them, right?!”
“Even Kirei has prepared everything, shoes, clothes ... and also the toys he will carry. All are in suitcase.”
“Abang don't want to, right, fussing with kids?”
Silent.
Monitor and ventilator sounds dominate.
It's in fame.
Then wipe away the tears that escaped at the corner of his eyes.
“Build ... Bang. Friends Nani ... I promise you we will continue together until old age. Until the kids are big and have a life of their own.”
"Don't forget that promise."
Her tears were getting worse as the flood.
“Nani will not be able .. no Bang .. no ... without Brother ... Nani can't be ...” He shook his head while sobbing violently. His shoulders were shaking up and down. Then drowned her head beside the body of her husband who was still unconscious. Pretty long. He spilled the tightness on the chest he felt.
The situation on the third day is still the same. This time he let Ken, his first son come to visit.
He was already unable to cover up the state of Demas in front of Ken. How his son begged and forced him this morning. To know his father's condition.
“I'm coming, Nda .. just come!”
“I want to see dad ...” With a face of compassion and hope his wish is granted.
But it turns out that this is Ken's last chance to see a loved one.
On the third day the beloved husband breathed his last. All the doctor's efforts have been made. But destiny says something else.
Tears that last 2 days spilled unstoppable now actually dry up. His eyes stared at the body of the husband who had been sleeping forever. His lips clenched, though his heart was unwilling and cried out over the fate that so desperately took him away.
He’s gone forever.
No more laughter. Her smile. Candanya. His seduction. Even her warm treatment was always able to make her fall in love many times to him. The figure had left along with his body. Forever. There's nothing more.
All are memories. Perpetual terpatri in sanubari.
***
Papa Bagas
He also arranged the funeral procession of his best friend for the last time. Feelings of guilt, loss even regret enveloped him.
He could see the children of Demas who had lost their father. The boy looked like he was losing his way. Absentminded. Stupefied. Her daughter was screaming hysterically during the funeral. Even fainted when the father's body went into the burrow.
He really could not see such a sight. His heart was torn, torn to shreds with Demas' struggle at the end of his life.
Many attended and paid their last respects to Demas. Countless. It proved Demas' figure was in their hearts. Demas is loved by many.
Even the marginalized people who have been voicing have been flocking to follow the entire procession. Everyone looks sad and lost.
You're lucky, Dem. People love you as much as you love them.
“Pa ..” Call the mother who is standing next to him.
Instantly his wandering mind returned home. When his wife's hand rubbed his arm.
He looked at Anita.
“Awaited Didit,” Anita gestured through her eyes.
In the afternoon, he returned to the office.
“How?” Ask when he arrives at his office.
“Report, Commander.”
“TSK claimed to be desperate to steal for economic reasons. Then because the occupants of the house caught the wet, the thief was alibi defensively."
He frowned getting a report from his adjutant.
“But .. strangely none of the valuable objects were taken away after TSK managed to paralyze the victim.”
He's getting frowned. Weird right?
“Mobile phones, laptops, coverage equipment, even other items nothing has shifted its position. Everything is still neat in its place.”
Then his phone rang loudly.
“Gas ... Demas?”
“Ya, Mas ..”
“Innalillahi wainnailai roji’ ..”.
“Sorry, Gas .. I can't go home yet. Possibly tomorrow. Say hello to his family,” said Imam who was in a limited meeting with RI-1.
After the phone connection was cut off, he said, “Dit, is there any possibility of anyone else being involved?”
“So far TSK admitted to acting alone, sir. But investigators continue to dig it in.”
He threw his body in his chair. Narrowing the base of his nose.
In the evening, he returned to Nani's house to attend the recitation, sending prayers without his wife. Because his wife has been sick lately.
The boy Demas was still in shock sitting alone with a blank look. Then, his daughter. According to Nani was being infused in the room for a day of hunger and drinking strikes. Until dehydration.
It came back like it was falling. Seeing the reality of their condition that is so bad.
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Note :
Craniectomy: a surgical procedure performed to open the skull to relieve pressure when the brain is experiencing swelling caused by traumatic brain injury such as a strong blow to the head by an object, blood clots in the brain arteries, and, stroke, blockage of arteries in the brain, fluid buildup in the brain (cerebral edema) and, blood collection in the brain.
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