My Office Boy's
47. Humaira
At 4 pm, after the completion of the Ashar prayer. Kalia was brought in by nurses entering the operating room. Surya's heart is getting more and more upset. Hope the operation goes well and there are no obstacles. Mama Rani and Mother Ati hugged each other to strengthen their hearts when they watched Kalia being brought into the room.
All waited anxiously, until finally half an hour later a nurse handed the body of the tiny baby Surya wrapped in a white cloth. Surya received it with trembling hands. The baby is still very tiny, red and looks complete all his organs. Surya tergugu's. The little baby.
" Innalillahi wainnaillaihi. Beautiful Assalamualaikum, this is dad. I'm sorry I couldn't take good care of you. May you be happy, dear, playing with the prophet Abraham in the sky of Allah." Surya's tears are spilling already.
" Allahummaj'alhu lanaa farathan wasalafan wa ajran. O Allah make the death of this child a treasure and good charity for us because we are patient" said Surya lirih.
Mr. Asep stroked Surya's shoulder.
" By first name, jang. Although he was dead, but was destroyed to be given a name, because this child had been blown away by the spirit. Give a good name so that later God calls him to enter heaven with the best name you give." said Mr. Asep.
Surya pensive a little long. Then said softly.
" Humaira.your name is now Humaira, son.because maybe you'll have a reddish cheek like your mother if you live. I love Humaira very much, but apparently God loves you more, son." Surya kissed the red baby with a sad feeling.
" Humaira, wait for us baby, pick us up later in God's paradise. But if we as your parents are too many sins and go to hell, please save us." said Surya later.
After that, Surya and Mr. Asep went back to Surya's house to bury Humaira's body near his house. Deliberately not buried in a public burial place, so that Surya or Kalia can easily visit the grave of their child.
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Arriving at Lembang, Surya contacted his mother to ask about Kalia's condition. Fortunately, Kalia's surgery went well and is now being moved to the recovery room, waiting until Kalia siuman is then diverted to hospitalization.
By the time it was almost Maghrib, Surya immediately dug the ground to bury Humaira, assisted by his father. In the full condition of eternity, Surya tried to be strong. Surya didn't think that he would part with his son that soon.
Surya and Mr. Asep muttered tahlil sentences accompanied by the demise of Humaira's body. Surya is powerless to hold back tears, his psyche shaken. But he was sure that Humaira had smiled with the prophet Abraham there.
He didn't want to look pathetic when he took his son to his final resting place. His tears were about to fall with the back of his hand still filled with red earth.
The atmosphere of the sky in the city of Lembang changed to give off a beautiful reddish orange color. Like welcoming the arrival of a little angel who is untouched by the slightest sin.
Surya began to open his mouth, slowly the universal wind channeled the tone of the adhan he echoed. Syahdu and heart-wrenching. Each stanza is bounced, forcing Surya's tears to burst out even though he was as strong as he could bear.
A large amount of earth had buried the tiny body. Surya only realized that he had lost half his life, even though the baby had never seen him but Surya had loved him deeply. Because of Humaira's presence, he can connect hearts, embedded, rooted and produce love between himself and Kalia.
Surya put a stone as a gravestone. Then some rapal do'a was muttered by Surya and Pak Asep. Before finally moving from a place full of pleasure. Return to the hospital to see Kalia and see her beloved wife's condition.
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Arriving at the hospital, Surya immediately met his wife in the recovery room. He saw that Kalia was conscious and was groaning in pain.
" Lia.honey.." Surya approached his wife.
" Patience yes dear.later will not hurt again." comfort Surya while stroking his wife's head full of love.
"Our son is dead?" kalia asked again, tears had begun to fill her eyes. Surya nodded weakly.
" Maybe he can't live with us, but he's immortal. He was already very happy, playing and being nurtured by the prophet Ibrahim in the garden of the sky." explained Surya with a choked voice but forced to smile.
Kalia was crying, feeling broken, feeling very sad. He was banging on his chest, there was a sense of tightness stuck there. He felt he had failed to take good care of his son.
"Lia.istighfar dear, please love the beautiful. Don't hurt yourself anymore." Surya tried to hold Kalia's hand as hard as he could. Feeling so sad to see his dear wife suffer so much. How not, post-operative pain is so very felt but there is no child that he can handle as an antidote to the pain of giving birth.
" God willing, the beautiful is already in the best place, better than us as her parents. Let him know, baby, it might be hard, but we have to work on it. We have to face." continued Surya again while holding his wife tightly.
Kalia grew increasingly obnoxious and lost control of herself. His eyeballs stared pushyly upwards with a strange look, he was experiencing great tightness.
" HUH..HAAAAH..Se.saac..HAHA..To.loong, se.saak.please.." said Kalia indistinctly while holding her chest. Surya immediately panicked to see his wife experiencing severe tightness. Lips turning blue.
Surya immediately ran out of the recovery room and called the nurse. Not long after, the nurse immediately called the doctor and immediately treated Kalia. They perform cardiac-lung resuscitation. Then inject the drug through an infusion hose attached to Kalia.
Before long, Kalia started to calm down. He was breathing normally with the help of a ventilator fitted with a nurse. Surya beanr-totally upset. She was afraid that Kalia would leave her like Humaira.
His heart was beating very fast, his legs were also unusually limp. Like his bones were being forcefully dislodged. Surya sagged on the wall, watching his wife in a state of exhaustion. I don't know for how long, Surya just sat down limp while bowing his head in the room. Until the clap on his shoulder made him look up.
" Yes, doc..how is my wife?" surya asked with a trembling voice.
" It looks like Kalia's mother is in shock, sir. This can be dangerous when repeated. His blood pressure dropped, his pulse was also very weak. It can cause heart failure and lead to death. If later the mother is aware, my advice is to avoid things that could trigger her shock relapse. Do not talk about the death of the father and mother. Wait until the condition stabilizes." Surya felt guilty after hearing the explanation from the doctor.
The doctor then said goodbye and left Surya who was still so sad. He looked at his wife who was now calm. Her blue lips were back to normal.
Surya's shoulder shook, somehow for a few times in one day he cried. His eyes are swollen and red. But the tightness in his chest had not diminished. His deep sadness really felt. The loss of a child and also the pain of seeing his wife who fought against death like it had pounded his heart to pieces.
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