NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#173
"Dik, accompany Mr. Sahril and Mr. Pratama. Let the children take care of the mother. I'll catch up soon. I have to accompany the Doctor first" whispered Master Izzul Islam to Rianti after Jamila and Suhani came. Rianti stared weakly at the unconscious Nyai Mustiani. He still looks heavy leaving Nyai Mustiani still unconscious. Master Izzul Islam holds Rianti's hand.
"I must know first the circumstances of mother, Brother," said Rianti. His gaze was turned towards the doctor Kawar who was putting an infusion in the hands of Nyai Mustiani.
"How, Doc, my mother's condition," said Rianti. Doctor Kawar smiled.
"If in the next hour Nyai's mother has not been aware, immediately taken to the clinic. I will stay at the clinic tonight while waiting for the development of Ms Nyai. We are patient first waiting for the reaction of the drug that I have put into the infusion," said Dr. Kodar. Master Izzul Islam approached Rianti. Both of Rianti's hands were held by her and helped her get down from the top of the bed. He then signals Jamila and Suhaini to replace Rianti near Nyai Mustiani lying down.
"Then I say goodbye, Master Teacher. Later if there is anything directly contact me," said Doctor Kodar. The medical equipment he had removed was put back in his bag.
"Thank you very much, Doctor," said Master Izzul Islam. Doctor Kawar smiled. After shaking hands with Mr. Guru Izzul Islam, he then stepped out followed by Mr. Guru Izzul Islam and Rianti.
Mr. Sahril and Mr. Pratama who were still sitting in the living room immediately stood up when they saw Doctor Gandar, Rianti and Mr. Guru Izzul Islam appear before them. Both of them approached.
"How is Nyai's mom, Doc," asked Mr. Sahril.
"For now, just take care at home. But if something happens later, I recommend that you take it to the clinic," said Dr. Kodar. Mr. Sahril smiled. Doctor Kawar thrust his hand to shake hands with Mr. Sahril and Mr. Pratama.
"Hopefully Nyai's mom is fine. Thanks again for the time, Doc," said Mr. Sahril. Doctor Kodar nodded with a smile.
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"Emh, oh yes, sir. About what time tomorrow I have to meet the call of the investigator. I haven't had time to read the letter," Rianti said, starting the conversation after they sat back on the living room couch.
"Around 9 o'clock, Non. Insha Allah, Pratama and I will accompany Non Rianti. But if indeed the condition of Nyai ma'am has not improved, we can ask for a delay in the examination" said mr. Sahril.
"Faster is better, sir. We also need to know the continuation of this case immediately" said Mr. Izzul Islam. One of the hands tightly held Rianti's hand.
"Sorry, Master Teacher. It was all in the hands of Non-Rianti. In addition, we also do not know who will be presented in this case other than Mr. Jamal," replied Mr. Sahril.
"Possibly Jeri, sir," interrupted Rianti. Mr. Sahril sighed. His palms were squeezed into each other. His gaze was directed at Rianti.
"Sorry, Non Rianti. Maybe I and Mr. Pratama need to know about the spread of the video." Mr. Sahril sighed again. He hesitated to continue his words. He's hard to talk back to Rianti's past. Rianti smiled. He seems to know what Mr. Sahril meant.
"Please continue, sir. I trust Mr. Sahril to handle this case. Therefore, Mr. Sahril needs to know information related to this case," said Rianti. Mr. Sahril smiled. He improved his sitting position. He mendehem.
"In this case, Non Rianti can be free from violations, if indeed Non Rianti never allows the spread of this video by the parties involved in making the video. That's the whole point of chapter 4 verse 1."
Rianti gave a long sigh. His gaze glared towards the ceiling of the room. Both of his eyes seemed to be holding back tears. Master Izzul Islam patted gently on the back of his palm. Rianti turned his gaze back towards Mr. Sahril.
"Sir Sahril, Mr. Pratama, and the people who know me, must know very well how I used to be. There's no one worse in town than me." Rianti's tears as much as he could possibly hold back eventually fell. He began sobbing in his tears as he reminisced about his past. Master Izzul Islam took him a tissue and gave it to Rianti. Rianti's back on his swab was soft. A moment of silence. There was only the sound of Rianti sobs.
"People wouldn't believe me if I didn't allow the video to spread, sir. At that time, I was the one who told Jeri to record it to be spread someday." Rianti stopped his words. He let out a short sigh while closing his eyes. He shook his head. Remembering his past is the most painful thing when remembering it.
"But sorry, Non. Non Rianti could insist on never allowing the video to be spread later in front of investigators. We will help" Mr. Pratama said.
Rianti opened her eyes. Both of his eyes were rubbed. He looked at Mr. Pratama. He smiled shaking his head.
"Even if the desire to spread the video is only in my heart and no one knows it, I would be very sinful to hide it, sir. I don't want a piece of nail dirt from my mistakes that will be free of punishment in the world. I don't want to live miserable in the afterlife." replied Rianti at length. Mr. Pratama lowered his head.
For a moment, the atmosphere was silent again.
"It's a little, Mr. Sahril. Can the prison sentence also be replaced with a fine of some money?" said Mr. Guru Izzul Islam disperse the atmosphere of silence. Rianti turned towards Master Izzul Islam. The hand of Master Izzul Islam is increasingly held tightly.
"No, Brother Master. Even if the punishment could be replaced, Rianti would not. What is his ultimate punishment, that's what I will live for." Rianti gave a long sigh.
"Although it can be replaced, I do not want to use the company's money which is the work of the late papa," said Rianti. Hearing Rianti's answer, Mr. Sahril and Mr. Pratama look resigned. Master Izzul Islam himself just smiled. He understood Rianti's nature. Rianti would definitely prefer a prison sentence.
"I leave all the decisions to my wife, sir. Even if he had to be imprisoned for decades for the offences he believed were his fault, I would still be waiting for him" said Mr. Izzul Islam. Feeling strengthened, Rianti smiled. His feeling calmed down again.
"But perhaps, I have not been able to meet the call of investigators if the condition of the mother is still like this. I asked Mr. Sahril and Mr. Pratama for help" Rianti said. Mr. Sahril and Mr. Pratama nodded their heads.
Mr. Sahril glanced towards Mr. Pratama after he looked towards the wall clock. It's 11 in the night.
"Then, we say yes to Master, Non. Please contact us regarding Nyai's health condition" said Mr. Sahril. Master Izzul Islam and Rianti smiled.
"Thank you, sir," said Master Izzul Islam. After shaking hands. Mr. Guru Izzul Islam and Rianti drove Mr. Sahril and Mr. Pratama up to the terrace of the house.
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Master Izzul Islam embraces Rianti's body and invites him back to sit on the living room sofa. Master Izzul Islam never ceaselessly looked at Rianti's face. His gaze seemed filled with admiration.
Master Izzul Islam holds Rianti's head and kisses her forehead gently. Rianti smiled. After a moment of looking at the shady face of Master Izzul Islam, Rianti then hugged him.
"Sir Master will wait for me again like you used to wait for a long time girl hooded batik motif. Too short and now we have to separate again" said Rianti with his sobs that broke again in the arms of Master Izzul Islam. Master Izzul Islam raised his face. There were tears in both of his eyes. When the tears were about to flow, he immediately wiped them away. The sadness he felt at this moment was so deep. After several weeks of being with such a perfect wife like Rianti, he now has to go through his lonely years back. But he still has to show his strength. Rianti has chosen the right path to admit the mistakes he made, even though there are many loopholes that will make him free if only he wants. There is nothing of God's plan that does not contain goodness. His patience was again tested to improve his attitude on the side of Allah.
Master Izzul Islam smiled. He kissed Rianti's head.
"Hopefully we will remain together in God's first heaven, my wife." Master Izzul Islam tightens his arms. Rianti felt the peace. His face looks calm. This time a smile unceasingly expanded from his lips.
"Assalamualaikum," a greeting sounded in a soft tone from the side. Master Teacher Izzul Islam let go of his embrace. Suhaini was seen standing lowered her head. Master Teacher Izzul Islam and Rianti immediately got up and stepped closer to Suhaini.
"What's wrong, Suhaini," asked Rianti.
"Call Nyai's mother, Nyai," Suhaini replied. Master Izzul Islam and Rianti looked at each other. Both eyes glimmered happily. The two immediately stepped towards Nyai Mustiani's room.
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Nyai Mustiani smiled towards the door when Master Izzul Islam and Rianti appeared. Like people who had not met for a long time, Rianti walked quickly and climbed onto the bed before Master Izzul Islam. He immediately kissed Nyai Mustiani's forehead.
"Alhamdulillah, I finally realized too. Forgive Rianti, Mom. Because Rianti became like this," said Rianti. One of Nyai Mustiani's hands was held by her and placed on her face. Nyai Mustiani smiled. He was still waiting for Rianti to finish from her crying. Master Izzul Islam who was sitting next to the other noticed the two alternating with full glances.
Nyai Mustiani raised one of her hands and placed it on Rianti's head. Rianti slowly raised his face. But one hand Nyai Mustiani kept. He returned Nyai Mustiani's smile.
"It's not your fault. The mother's heart is too weak. A heart that does not remember Allah" said Nyai Mustiani. Master Izzul Islam smiled.
"What time does he call, son," continued Nyai Mustiani.
"About 9 o'clock, ma'am," replied Master Izzul Islam ahead of Rianti.
"Here is your head, son," said Nyai Mustiani to have Rianti and Master Izzul Islam bring the heads of the two closer to his face. Rianti and Master Teacher Izzul Islam smiled and immediately brought their faces closer. Nyai Mustiani then kissed the two of them in turn. Then he pointed his head both leaning over his chest.
"Listen to the heartbeat of the mother. It's normal, isn't it?" Nyai Mustiani smiled. The heads of both are softly caressed. Both are like babies on****mother.
"Mother's heart rate will be the unifier of your heartbeat. Two heartbeats that are always faithful accompany you to heaven later" said Nyai Mustiani. Rianti and Master Izzul Islam nodded their heads.
"Now, take your wife to rest, son. I know your wife will not be burdened with the problems she is facing. He was just overwhelmed with the condition of the mother" Nyai Mustiani said. Master Izzul Islam nodded with a smile.
Come, Son. Come with your husband there. Mom is better. Don't feel burdened and guilty anymore. Everything's gonna be okay."
"But, Mum. Rianti still wants to sleep here to accompany mother," said Rianti. Nyai Mustiani shook her head.
"No, Son. Don't argue with mom. Let Suhaini and Jamila accompany mom. Your husband will still control your mother" Nyai Mustiani said. Rianti. Rianti. With a heavy heart, he kissed the back of Nyai Mustiani's palm. After looking at Nyai Mustiani for a while with a heavy gaze, he then took the hand of Master Teacher Izzul Islam and stepped out of Nyai Mustiani's room. Nyai Mustiani looked at them with mixed gazes. Between happy to see both of them look friendly, and sadness because of the calamity that is happening to Rianti. Nyai Mustiani turned her gaze towards the ceiling of the room when Master Izzul Islam and Rianti had already come out of her room. Great hope is now summed up from the prayer he offered. May Rianti be free from his troubles.