MAHMUD, I Love U
Frowsty

Azka took her breath in. I don't know how many times he did that today. His chest is indeed very tight. Looks like it needs a bigger, stuffy chest cavity.

In a room not too big with white paint, he sat alone beside his wife's bed who was still unconscious. Some time ago Mayra was aware of herself, because her condition can indeed be called fine. But a moment later, Mayra was possessed. He screamed, cried, got angry, then Pinsan. Upon awakening, Mayra cried again, screamed again, then pinsan again. It has been repeated several times. For that Azka chose to give his wife sedatives. He could not see Mayra Pinsan again and again because his wife had never been insan. Azka.

Inside the room, which was bright white and brightly lit, Azka felt dark. It's like everything's black. The look in front of him was all blurry due to the tears that were welling up in his eye sashes. Azka clasped Mayra's hand. Her tears were dripping there.

Before long, a thin, almost inaudible groan came out of Mayra's mouth. But in the quiet room, Azka clearly heard it, she knew her wife would wake up again. He got up from his chair and got closer to Mayra.

"Yank??" Azka softly.

Mayra nodded again. It was obvious that a thin voice came out from his chest which was also tight. A clear thread immediately flows from the corner of the eye that has not been opened. Mayra groaned, then cried. It is with eyes that remain closed.

"That's, Yank!" Azka tried to strengthen her voice even though she herself was at her weak point. Soon she wiped warm water from her eyes before Mayra opened her eyes. One of them must look strong, even if only pretend. And Azka will take on that role.

"Astaghfirullahadziii." With a trembling voice, Azka whispered the sentence to Mayra's soft ear, trying to guide her to say the same sentence as well. "Astaghfirullahaladzim." Azka's chest is tight again. But Mayra still did not open her mouth or eyes. Only her tears are growing.

"Yes Allah!!" Azka was breathing. He looked up at the ceiling, his hand still holding Mayra's hand.

In her place lying down, Mayra still did not open her eyes. But the crying is still going on. His chest up and down, as he pleased.

"Yank, wake up Yank! Gracefully wants to see you."

Mayra heard her husband's voice, but it was hard for her to open her eyes. His body hurts. But his heart hurts more. He only hoped that when he opened his eyes, everything would be fine, and all just his sleeping flowers.

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Rendra walked side by side with Raras towards the hospital canteen. The face of the young girl is very obvious is holding happy. Wherever the goal, even if only to the hospital cafeteria once, and even though there will only drink warm tea one glass, if with Rendra, everything feels perfect.

Raras smiled faintly, Rendra caught that sweet smile and joined in smiling.

"Come, fast sir!!" A middle-aged mother with a brown batik with a matching veil pulled on her husband's arm with wet eyes.

The husband who also had a grim face could not avoid his wife's invitation. From a distance, it was obvious that they were in a hurry somewhere. Rendra who happened to walk one hallway opposite the two middle-aged men stopped his steps. He remembered the faces of two people not far from him. Raras stopped his steps. He took a few steps back. Equalizing his position with Rendra.

"What's up, Ren?" Raras looked at Rendra who did not answer his question at all. The man in front of him looked surprised.

"Ren??" Raras called again.

"Wait here yeah, Ras!"

Regardless of the woman he had been walking with, Rendra stepped forward. He was curious about the catch of his eye. The two middle-aged people in front of him were Mayra's parents. Although it had not met for a long time, but Rendra still remember the face of Mayra's father whose picture was plastered on his father's album. Rendra's eyes are squeaking. He wondered what reason made both parents Mayra come all the way to Bandung when he said Mayra's condition was fine?

Rendra's chest began to beat fast. He's worried about Mayra. He thought maybe Gendis had lied to him just so he would go home from the hospital.

Before long, Rendra and Mayra's parents finally face off. Both of them stopped their steps for a moment.

"Excuse me, Mas, we're in a hurry" said the still beautiful middle-aged mother pulling back the arm of the man beside her.

"Sir Sanusi??" Rendra greeted clumsy. Although she still remembers Mayra's father's face, she's not sure Mayra's father will remember it. Last time they met, Rendra was a kid.

"Yes??" The middle-aged father called Mr. Sanusi agreed with Rendra's call in a questionable tone.

"Good God." Mr. Sanusi shook Rendra's hand. "Who is this, huh?" ask the friendly man. The wife beside him who was in a hurry was now a little calmer. Appreciate her husband talking to her 'guest.

"I'm Rendra, sir. Pak Bani Anggoro's son."

"Owalaaah Rendra who used to be brought by Mr. Bani to the house, huh??" Mr. Sanusi's eyes sparkled with pleasure. By meeting with Rendra, he hopes to meet also with Bani Anggoro, his old friend. The mother smiled even though it was heavy. His mood was not supportive. But he was also happy because he could meet again with the boy he used to carry often. He looked at Rendra's body from top to bottom, the child grew up well and dashing. The mother patted Rendra's arm gently.

Rendra nodded. He is grateful that Mr. Sanusi still remembers him, even his wife.

"Mom and dad want to see Mayra?" Guess Rendra directly.

"Do you know that Mayra's in this hospital?" Mom finally opened her voice, a little surprised.

"Know, Mom. I happen to work with Mayra," replied Rendra soberly.

"Owalaaaahs. The world is narrow, right? But son, we're staying first. We rush. The conversation can continue later," said the mother finally dared to retreat after for him quite a long time to mince words in the middle of a narrow time.

"Oh yes, Sir, Ma'am. Monggos." Rendra shifted her body and let the two pass her.

Mr. Sanusi patted Rendra's shoulder gently. "Not anywhere, Ren. We'll talk again."

"Good, sir." Rendra smiled happily.

After the departure of Mayra's parents, Rendra immediately took his cellphone and contacted Gendis. Raras who had been staring at the place where he stood, ran towards Rendra. But he did not dare to ask. The face of the man in front of him seemed to have changed. Raras knew very well that the man in front of him was agitated. Rendra's eyes glared at Raras at a glance with a cell phone stuck to his ear expressionlessly. He could not wait for Gendis to answer his call.

📞 "Yes, Ren?" The voice of Gendis across from him finally sounded.

📞 "Mayra is really okay?" Tanya Rendra assured.

📞 "Yes. Why the hell?"

📞 "Seriously??" Rendra couldn't believe it.

📞 "Iyaaaaa!" Gendis answered long.

📞 "If Mayra is okay, then why do Mayra's parents look rushed to come here?"

📞 "Huh??? They're in this hospital??"

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Alhamdulillah yaa finally want this body to Up even though semalem it is not clear what 😆 is

Thank you for reading faithfully.

Always pray I am diligent Up yaa 😅

Natur nuhun pisan sadayana 😘😘