
[Sara]
At 21:43
It's been a very night. Too late for him who still has to replace Mbak Mina who is guarding Mom in the hospital. Ma'am Mina who has 2 sons and daughter should have gone home from earlier, but for the sake of waiting for him to really come, Mina willingly waited until last night. Luckily, Mama's husband is on holiday today. At the very least, Mina could be quite calm leaving her children alone at home.
He saw a box of donuts in the bag of crackles he carried. Sara accidentally stops by the cake shop to buy it so that she can be taken home by Mina's mother for her children - as a redemption for her guilt for holding their mother until this late.
Sara smiles at their laughter when she sees Mina carrying the doughnut home.
CRIEK ...
Slowly opened the door of the room where Mother was treated which actually even made a strange sound on the door. Mina woke up because of that voice.
"Wis teapot, Non? (Having come, Non?)" whispered Mina as she rubbed her still sleepy eyes.
"I'm sorry, Ma'am. It's too late, huh?"
"It's okay, Non. Relax ae, ono bapake arek-arek, kok (Look, there is a father of children, really)."
Sara immediately handed over the bag of crackles containing the donuts she was carrying. "Make children, Mother."
"Oh, Non. Don't bother," said Mbak Mina refused Sara's gift.
"No, Ma'am. No bother, really. Share fortune. Mumpung had a little windfall," explained Sara a little lying.
It's a little, not entirely a lie. Applicable people include windfall too, right?
"Suwun yes, Non. (Thank you, Non)" said Mina, who now looks bad to receive the parcel. But Sara once again convinced Mbak Mina not to worry.
He saw the mother who was still asleep. Mina's mom said, I just took medicine, so I'm asleep right now. Mother's condition is getting better until finally decided Mom can go home tomorrow, as reported by Mbak Mina obtained.
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"Mother Ashara will get the number one health service. You will also call the best doctor in your field to treat Miss Mother."
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The shadow of his conversation with Mr. Tirtagama and his assistant, Raka again filled his head. The best treatment for Mom, how could Sara resist it?
An attractive offer is always followed by terms that are not easy. But, if it was for Mom, could she not care?
Sara's daydream is scattered by Mina Ma'am who said he would go home. Her husband had already come to pick her up. Without delivering it to the lobby, Mina finally came home and advised that she would return tomorrow morning.
He feels lucky to know Mina. The 30-year-old woman has helped him a lot, especially when he can not be immediately present when Mom needs it. Yesterday's incident was proof. If it wasn't Mina Ma'am, who else could have quickly taken Mom to the hospital.
"Mina wis mulih? (Mina's home?)" Sara's mother suddenly woke up. Slowly, Mom raised her body to sit down. Sara immediately helped him as soon as she saw Mom start moving.
"Must, Mom. Do you want a drink?" asked Sara, who answered with a nod of her head. Sara took a bottle of water with a straw in it, making it easier for you to drink especially if you have to lie down.
"Have you just come?" asked Mother again as she looked at the clothes Sara was wearing that Sara usually wears while working.
"Yes, Mom. Want to sleep again?"
Mom shook her head. "Mom wants to talk to you for a minute" she said.
Sara picked up a nearby stool, placed it close to Mom's bed, while massaging Mom's legs.
"What do you want to talk to? You're not sleepy?"
"Mother wis keakehan turu. Pegel (Mom has mostly slept. Tired)," replied Mother, smiling softly. Sara knew I was just joking with that line.
"Kabare Vian piye? (What about Vian?) How's school?"
DEG!
Sara's hand stopped immediately above Mom's ankle. He also continued to stare at both of his hands without daring to look at Mother directly. From the end of her eyes she could see Mother still continuing to look at her, waiting for her to answer.
Sara tried to regain her consciousness so that I wouldn't worry about seeing her. Both of his hands moved back to massage Mom's ankles.
"Mas Vian is good, ma'am. Now working on her thesis, it's busier" Sara replied without looking back at her mother.
"Plancess, lately I've rarely seen you video call the same Vian."
Two sundays. Sara and Vian did not make video calls for 2 weeks. During that time, Vian almost never replied to the messages that Sara sent. Inevitably sometimes a suspicious feeling will arise.
But Sara tried her best to be a good lover. Not forcing her, always understanding her position, not constantly bothering her, Sara tried her best to suppress her longing to the point that it felt too tight in her chest.
Therefore, Vian finally invited him to go online, but it was not even a good thing that he accepted. Sara took out all the bad things that were in her head, which she had been pressing deeply. He no longer knew, could their relationship be repaired? Is there a way for them to come back?
Until ... the offer came. An offer from Mr. Tirtagama.
"You and Vian have been dating for a long time. When are you getting married? You deserve to get married, you know."
Sara's hands stopped again. His head continued to bow, holding back his slightly longer tears would slide freely past his soft cheeks.
"Members are still alive."
"Lho, you know, how to cry? I'm just nanya, kok even cry to." Mother continued to rub Sara's back, calming her down.
"Sstt .. don't be hard. The one next door wakes up" he whispered.
Sara let go of her embrace until she wiped away her tears. He pretended to scold his mother. "Don't say that, Mom. Sara so sad.”
Slowly, Sara grabbed Mom's hands, then hugged them both with her palms. And this time he dared to look into his mother's eyes. By closing her eyes, Sara prepared her heart.
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"Mother Miss Sara will get number one health care."
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Yeah, it's for Mom.
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"2 year. Only for 2 years. After that you will be free."
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Is correct. Only for 2 years. Not more. At that time, I would have been fine.
Sara exhaled once more, and then slowly opened her two eyes.
"Sara's getting married soon, Mom."
I was obviously surprised to hear the news. Who wouldn't.
"Tenan? Vian arep? ( Really? Vian wants to propose?)," said Mother almost screamed, but then reduced the volume when remembering her roommate.
Sara's face turned softer. She kissed Mom's hand, then rubbed it slowly.
"I'm the same Mas Vian broke up, Mom."
Still staring at Mom's hand, Sara could still hear Mom's whisper calling her name. Sara prepared her best smile before she looked at the two eyes of Mother who must have been looking at her with a look of pity.
"It's been a long time, ma'am," said Sara, sounding very reassuring.
"Who do you want to marry?" Mother's astonished look made the smile on Sara's face expand. "People are good, Mom. His work is also well established. Name's Agam. Sara was sure she wanted to marry Mas Agam."
Mom looked up at Sara's faith.
While Sara still continues to act until she does not give a gap to Mom to doubt her. Even as her heart ached as she recalled Vian when she said she was getting married to someone else.
"Mom don't worry. If I meet Mas Agam, I will definitely like him. The man is good, really," continued Sara again reassured her mother.
Mother's face has changed. I don't know what his name is. Saddened? Nope. But neither is it happy. Maybe happy, but confused still dominates. Anyone would also be confused, should be sad or happy with this kind of news.
"Are you happy?" asked Mother suddenly.
Don't know ...
"happy. Very happy. Mas Agam the type of dream husband, Mom."
"Are you sure, son?"
For Mother's sake ...
"Related, Mom. Sara was completely sure."
Mother kept looking deeply into Sara's eyes, as if she were searching for the truth that Sara had hidden inside.
But Sara is better at hiding. He doesn't want to lose in this. You could say, no. He can't lose. Or it will all be in vain.
Mother then took Sara's hand, clasped her with her thin and small palm, patted her slowly, then rubbed her gently.
"Mom doesn't know who will marry you. Although it's not Vian, anyone can be as long as you're happy." Mom's hand landed on Sara's head. Then gently stroked Sara's mane from top to bottom, rising back up, and so on.
"Mom will always bless you both."
Sara grabs the hand of the mother who just stroked her head, holds it until it touches her face, then kisses her. Her tears came down to wet my hands.
"Thank you, Mom. Thank you," whispered Sara.
"So, when is your Mas Agam going to meet Mom?," asked Mother who suddenly turned into full of enthusiasm.
"On that ..."
Mother looked at the astonishment at Sara who currently looked nervous.
"Mas Agam is waiting for Mom to get out of the hospital. So the application ... directly married at that time."
"So fast?!?"