NOT PERPETRATORS

NOT PERPETRATORS
Visiting Rudi's Mother in the Hospital


Arriving at the hospital, I immediately looked for Rudi's mother's nursery. A parcel of fruits accompanied me to go visit Rudi's mother.


I walked through the hospital corridor, looking left-right. Where's the room? Hm .. I paused for a moment, looking at the floor plan that was on the wall. After being clear enough, I went back to looking for an inpatient room that Rudi told me via WhatsApp.


While walking up the hospital stairs, I suddenly saw a man in a doctor's suit who was down and would soon cross paths with me. For a moment our steps were restrained as our eyes caught each other.


As if feeling the same way as me. The eagle doctor seemed to catch his breath before continuing his steps, the same thing I did. Then, with a face of trying to be indifferent, we walked back. I climbed the stairs, while Dimas went down the stairs.


When our bodies actually cross paths, my breath seems to be restrained. There was a rumble in the chest that could not be explained.


At the end of the stairs, I looked down. And when my eyes caught his figure who was also looking at me, he immediately turned his face away from me and rushed away.


No. gabe. I can't falter anymore. Anyway, I have to forget it. He's not my destiny. Not me. Let him be happy with his choice. And I. .. must also be happy without his presence again.


I walked back to Rudi's mother's nursery. After I met, I knocked on the door and entered.


"Assalamualaik."


Two heads turned towards me. "Waalaikumsalam," they answered simultaneously.


I smile to greet them. Then walked up to them and put the fruit parcel on the table, near the woman I thought was Rudi's mother.


I extended my right hand to the middle-aged woman. And she shook my hand, with a warm smile on her face that seemed to be getting old.


"This is the woman you told me about?" asked Rudi's mother while clasping her hands at me.


"Yes, ma'am" replied Rudi.


Rudi told you about me?


"How are you doing, Auntie?"


"Here, sit down" asked Rudi's mother as she sat down and pulled me to sit on the bed.


"Auntie is good. Kan, it has been handled by a doctor," said Rudi's mother while still holding my right palm.


"Oh, thank goodness. What's sick aunt?"


"Mother's blood sugar levels are high, Imania," said Rudi.


"Your name is Imania?" ask Rudi's mother.


I'm nodding. "Yes, Auntie. My name is Imania Saraswati."


"A name as beautiful as the person" praised Rudi's mother as she smiled gently at me.


"Mother, actually .. her plan is Sunday, Rudi wants to invite Imania to meet you. It was unexpected that today finally met," said Rudi.


"It's okay. This makes me even more impatient to go home soon" said Rudi's mother.


"Auntie must really recover, only after that can go home," I said.


The middle-aged woman took her hand off my hand, then stroked my back gently and said, "Thank you, you're going to visit auntie, huh? Thank you for being my son's companion."


Son's companion? Why does it feel so bad to me? My intention was not to take Rudi seriously, and in the end it became complicated like this. I'm stuck on my own decision.


Rudi's phone suddenly rang. It made Rudi have to lift him up and out of his mother's nursery.


After Rudi came out, we talked again.


"Rudi was the son that aunt was most proud of. He loves me very much. He could at least see auntie sick or crying." Rudi's mother began to tell him about her son.


"He's a very devoted child. Never once did he hurt auntie's feelings. He's willing to do anything for auntie" she continued. "Since childhood, Rudi has been struggling with aunt with life all shortcomings. Therefore, aunty always said, so that if Rudi is successful, you should not be reckless with anyone."


"Rudi is very kind and friendly to anyone, Auntie," I added.


Rudi's mother took my hand again. Grasping tightly. "I hope you're the luckiest woman. For being able to get my son's love."


Rudi's mother looked very good, exactly her son. Perhaps true, the fruit fell not far from the tree. That's the most appropriate depiction in my opinion. But what if Rudi's mother knew that I was a widow. Is he still being nice and accepting me?


Rudi's mother smiled gently. "Would you like to hear my story?"


"Sure, Auntie."


Rudi's mother started saying, "First, when Rudi was seven years old, Rudi and I divorced. Rudi's biological father chose to remarry, and aunt couldn't accept that fact."


Those shady eyes seemed to dim. "We parted ways and that was the beginning of a hard day in our lives. Aunty can only sell fried food and wet cakes around. And that's not enough for our daily living expenses. Finally, Rudi worked. She is willing to be a maid in our neighbor's food stall Gianto—. After school, he always helps anything, from washing dishes and serving customers."


A faint smile adorned that old face. "And do you know who Gianto's sir is?"


"Rudi's stepfather?" guess me from the name 'Rudi Gianto'.


"really. When Rudi was twelve, he married me. She is a widower without children. He was a very rich and generous man at the time. He was very impressed with Rudi's persistence and hard work."


Rudi's mother continued her story, "Our life changed, when Mr. Gianto married me, and made Rudi his only son."


"So, Rudi's last name was taken from his stepfather?" my many.


"Yes. Gianto who wants the name 'Rudi Suyandi' changed to 'Rudi Gianto'."


"Then, where is Rudi's stepfather now?"


"He died three years after marrying me. He also left all his possessions to me and my son. He was the best man who loved and loved me and my son, with great sincerity." The two shady netra were glazed.


"I'm sorry, Auntie. I made Aunt sad," I said as I tightened my hand.


Rudi's mother smiled at me. "You know why Rudi built the restaurant?"


I'm shaking.


"That was Rudi's ideal since working at his stepfather's food stall. He enjoyed and enjoyed his work. For him, making others full and eating delicious food was very happy. So, after completing high school education, Rudi did not want to go to college. He took a course of chefs, then after that, he built a restaurant."


I nodded in understanding the story of that neatly coiled long-haired woman.


"The Giant Restaurant, taken from his stepfather's name, was not as big and luxurious as it is now. However, for the persistence and hard work Rudi, finally. He is my son I am most proud of." An expanding smile decorated his face.


"What ... Rudi is Aunt's only son?"


"No. Aunt has a daughter. Name's Ratna. He's Rudi's sister. She is two years younger than Rudi. Ratna chose to live with her father and stepmother."


"Where do they live now?"


"They live out of town."


Hearing the whole story about Rudi made me feel very sympathetic and impressed towards Rudi. Really ... Rudi is a very independent man.


"Son Imania, do not hurt my son. He is always sincere when he loves someone. Don't let her feelings get hurt. He was injured because of a woman. I can't bear it if Rudi accepts the love story like before."


As I was about to ask you more about Rudi's past love. Suddenly a doctor entered followed by Rudi who followed behind him.


"Mother Widya. I'll check on Mom's condition, okay?"


I got off the bed and stood beside Rudi. He noticed the doctor who was examining his mother.


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