Marrying Sergeant Major
~ 91 ~
With a bit of a hurry, Bima walked while pushing my wheelchair towards the bed, just a few steps, my distance with Lala was now eroded.
Not caring about my own condition that was still weak, and my heart that was like in the sepat sembilu, I folded the wheelchair section that served as a footrest. I got up, then stood up with a bent position in order to hug the tiny body of Lala which I make sure her weight dropped to a few pounds.
My little girl immediately wrapped her arms around my neck, crying in arms full of joy.
"B-mother" Her cry broke once our bodies fused together in an embrace.
"Lala wants to go home, mother"
"Yes, wait for Lala to get well and then we go home, okay!"
"Lala doesn't want to be here with Mama Hana, mother. Lala wants to be with you, Lala remembers you constantly, Lala kangen mother" Sounds like a complaint, and I can only listen while trying to calm her down.
When Lala's cry broke, my tears flowed. My chest felt very tight, it was hard to steal the air for me to breathe.
"Lala calm yes do not cry, his chest will hurt if the cry continues, he healed too long, later home too long" I said comfortingly. "Now Lala took a slow breath, then let out slowly. Mother same father is here accompany Lala, so Lala must quickly recover to quickly go home"
"Mother appointment yes, do not love Lala to mama Hana kayak father" Kelekarnya with great difficulty because disturbed by his breathless breathing.
"No, mother will not love your child to anyone, mother promises son"
"If Mama Hana is forced, the mother still does not love Lala, right?"
"Dear, Lala will continue to be the same mother until anytime"
"Promise yes bun" He again gasped when taking a deep breath.
"Yes, you promise, and Lala must remember her promise to Lala"
After Lala responded to me with a nod of her head, then silence. There was only a hiccuping sound that still sounded so stifling.
Mas Bima himself, I don't know what his reaction was like, because he was standing behind my back. It was likely that the man was also crying watching our meeting.
Until a few minutes later, my arms and Lala unraveled. I rubbed Lala's forehead, getting rid of the child's wet hair covering part of her eyes.
"Sorry mommy, son! Mommy can't help Lala fit Mama Hana take Lala away" Our eyes are so fixed, my hands move gently caressing her head.
"Mother is wrong to Lala, mother is sorry"
"Mother!" call out to her while draping her little hand back around my neck.
"Lala dear mother, Lala does not want to be far from the mother"
My body that had been bent, now I lowered it a little more so that Lala could comfortably embrace me.
"Lala's not mad at you, is she?" gamang tanyaku.
"No, but Lala misses a lot of the same mother, the peeper bobo same mother"
Hearing Lala's words, suddenly my body was encouraged to also lay down on Lala's bed. Unable to pull over, I moved up and laid my body beside my daughter.
"Mother also misses Lala" I replied in a quivering voice. I almost came back crying. "Rest again yuk, mother accompany Lala bobo"
"Mother here just accompany Lala, mother don't go"
"Yes, mother accompany Lala, mother peeping Lala long-time hug. Now Lala rest again huh"
"Yes" he said, then immediately grinned his head at my neck.
I helped Lala fall asleep as I normally would if I put her to bed. Swiping his back by occasionally peeping at the top of his head.
After Lala fell asleep, I slowly moved up and then turned my gaze to the Bima mas who was standing upright with both hands stored in the pocket of the pants. Both of his eyes were directed towards completely staring at the princess.
The sad face of Bima mas, as well as the eyes that are as dark as night without irradiation, it is clear that this man is in the thickets of sadness or could be a regret for giving his daughter to his biological mother.
"Hm"
"Kok quiet?"
Silent, Bima did not answer, she just shook with a blank look. As soon as I got up, I set my gaze right where the view of Bima mas fell, that is Lala's body.
Getting rid of the wheelchair, I then stood facing Bima mas.
"Why?" tanyaku.
Mas Bima was still tightly locked his mouth, just as his pair of eyesight flickered, a speck of dew fell from the eye fertilizer and I instantly wiped it off.
"I can't see you guys are sad like Gini Bi. I didn't stop Hana yesterday from bringing Lala" She sighed before continuing. "If I had banned Hana yesterday, Lala wouldn't have been like this"
"Already, Lala will be healed, and after that we will talk to Hana again, we ask her not to force Lala, we ask that Mbak Hana not repeat it again"
"It's worth your anger, my decision to give up Lala turned out to be a big mistake" he concluded without seeing me.
"We're with Lala, we have to make Lala happy so she'll recover soon, yes"
"I'm sorry I've wasted you for two more years, I'm sorry for being late to realize everything, I'm sorry for being stupid for not realizing your sincerity with Lala"
My head reflexes shook quickly.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, it makes you sad, especially sorry to have separated you from your daughter. Sorry for always hurting your feelings"
My defense collapsed instantly. My tears spilled quite profusely even without the sound of sobbing. No matter where we were in the ICU, I hugged her and buried my face in her chest.
"I'm sorry for always making you cry, sorry that my attitude and words often make you piqued"
Mas Bima took out a hand from her pocket and wrapped her hand around my waist. While I was shaking my head again with my face still set on his chest. The figure of a man who has a high enough ego is not what he feels like now.
Mas Bima then stretched our arms and quickly cupped my face.
"I don't know what day I can do to not make you cry anymore, Bi. But I hope, even if you cry, it is no longer a sad or disappointed cry but a happy cry"
I fell silent with both hands holding the wrists of Bima mas who still cupped my face.
"You're the best Bi, sorry"
"Shhhh..! mas has apologized many times, I have made amends by making me happy" I gulped my saliva for a moment. "As far as I know, I am now even the luckiest wife because of the love and care that I give"
It was quiet for a few seconds before I could make a sound again
"If it's better, can we get out? We let Lala rest. We'll go see Hana"
"Yes" Bima nodded and immediately pulled the wheelchair.
"Sit us out" he commanded.
"Yes"
As I positioned myself on the wheelchair, Bima came to Lala, she leaned over her daughter's forehead deeply, then stared at her intensely.
"Cheal fast, son! Mother is already here. Daddy's mother dear Lala"
He put his lips back on Lala's forehead.
"We're out!" bima said after turning around.
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