
Dinda went into the room alone. Yah and Mang Mamat are just waiting outside. The presence of Dinda Ilya no longer ignored now. Because the pain he suffered made him forget the world around him.
"Agh! God ... This is very sick."
Those words made Dinda unable to hold back the tears that wanted to fall. Ilya's body that seemed to be shaking was really very heartbreaking for Dinda at this moment. The heartbreaking groan created a sense of sadness that many times over in Dinda's heart.
As for guilt, do not ask again how big. Because when I saw Ilya whimpering, enduring the pain, Dinda could think of nothing else but to blame herself.
Dinda also tried to ventured to be able to call Ilya. After a few seconds he fell silent, finally the courage to let out a voice came as well.
"Sister Ilya .... "
The soft voice that sounded so soft it instantly distracted Ilya. Although he felt very sick at this moment, but that voice could really make him immediately aware of the surroundings.
Ilya turned his head immediately. His eyes widened when he saw Dinda who was now in the room. Slowly, without letting go of the clutches of her hand that held tightly to the edge of the bed, Ilya carved a bitter smile.
"You're present, dear. Thank you very much. Although it was only a shadow, but I was satisfied. At least, I still have a chance to fantasize even though you've already left me." Ilya spoke with great difficulty for enduring the pain.
Because of that remark, Dinda could not help but sob her tears. Apparently, her husband was very much expecting her existence. Her presence is much needed by her husband.
Dinda approached Ilya quickly. With a sobbing that sounded quite loud, Dinda immediately touched the hand of Ilya who was now gripping the edge of the bed.
"Sister Ilya. Its me. The real me. Not just your shadow."
"I'm sorry."
The touch that felt so real made Ilya close her eyes tightly. From the closed eyes directly flow clear circles slowly.
"I love you. There's nothing I can say but that. Oh my God .. If this is a dream, I will willingly not wake up again for good. Because of her presence, it was the most beautiful thing I could feel. Even though this body is suffering from such tremendous pain. I'd be willing if you would let her accompany me. Even if it's just a shadow."
While Dinda who saw it increasingly felt guilty and very sad. Her husband loved her with all his heart. I was expecting his presence. In fact, very eager to be accompanied even with only a shadow of himself.
Dinda's cry is becoming more and more so now. He took off the grip of Ilya's hand that was still holding the edge of the bed. Then, after the clutches of the hand he managed to escape, he kissed feelingly. Dinda's tears fell into Ilya's hands. At that moment, Ilya immediately ventured to open her eyes. Seeing the reality that he thought was just a delusion.
"In-Dinda .... "
"My dear baby girl. This is you ... Dinda?" Ilya spoke with a trembling voice. The pain he suffered seemed to fade due to the presence of Dinda.
Ilya also released the clutches of her next hand to touch Dinda. The hand looks very shaky. And there are bruises and wounds that still do not seem to dry completely. The bruises and wounds were clearly visible, making Dinda instantly shocked to see them.
Dinda quickly welcomed the hand with one hand. Tears flowed again when he saw the badly injured hand.
"Why is this, brother? What are you doing with this hand?"
Ilya did not answer. Pain in the back makes him silent for a moment while tightly grasping Dinda's hand.
"Don't go .. from me. Or I .. will not be able to live."
"Sister Ilya .... "
"I love you. Aghs! It hurts so much, Dinda. But ... It doesn't hurt more than you leaving me. Because this pain I can still handle than the pain when you get away from me."
"Sister Ilya don't talk no more. Steady, Brother. Fight this pain. You need to stay strong and get well soon. I promise I won't leave you again."
Ilya pulled Dinda's hand for her to kiss.
"Ber-- Jan-promise un-tuk sidelines you've got for me. Because ... You are my life-did, Dinda."