Pamite
101. Like Born Again

"Mother? Mother where is it? hold my hand Mom I'm scared, I'm groggy, I'm nervous."  Rifki excited himself when going to remove the bandage attached to his eyes. His current behavior does not really indicate that Rifki is old.

"Yes, Mom is here." Bu Rini put her hand in Rifki's hand, holding her hand tightly as if her touch provided calmness.

Layer after layer of bandages that some days accompany Rifki, now it has begun to thin and has completely separated from his eyes.

Rifki's heart rate changes more quickly when his eyes feel light.

"Open slowly, yes, sir," the doctor said. "If your eyes will open and still look blurry try to close and then open again a few minutes later do not rub," he added later.

Rifki nodded and opened her eyes slowly following the directions of the doctor. Little by little it opened and everything looked blurry. He opened his eyes wider and everything was still blurry. He left his eyes open for a few seconds and finally slowly the blur turned bright.

Bu Rifki and Jaka waited anxiously. Their eyes have not been separated from Rifki. They were so patiently staring at him waiting for what reaction the man would give. Of course, good wishes are always prayed for in the heart.

"Why are you quiet? You can see, can't you see Mom, right?" ask Miss Rini worried.

Rifki looked towards her mother. His eyes instantly glazed over as a few seconds stared at the woman. Unable to say anything more, Rifki only gave a hug to her mother. He sniffled behind the mother's shoulder.

"Mother I can see. I can see" said Rifki in the middle of his stuffing.

"Alhamdulillah, you can start your life from the beginning today, son." Ms. Rini so joined in crying because she heard a soft cry from Rifki.

Jaka who had been silent since then followed his tears should see a sight that was so moving. A good result for Rifki's patience and fortitude.

Rifki stretched her arms and turned to look at Jaka.

"Good birth again."

"thank you. I will never forget this day. Thank you very much, doc. I can go home now, right?" I don't know if Rifki is in too much of a hurry in any case.

"Wait until tomorrow, sir if you're stable you can go home."

"Thank you."

The smile never faded from Rifki's lips. He is so happy today.

"Should I call Dara?" tawar Jaka's.

"No, no surprise later. I'll be there tomorrow."

"Well if he asks me what will I say?"

"Yes tell me if the operation works if he wants me to go there when he's ready, I'll go there."

"You guys really are like ABG."

***

At night Dara could not sleep. Trying to tilt his body to the right and to the left, on his stomach and on his back, but his eyes never closed.

Dara didn't know what made her sleepless. Hearing the news earlier this afternoon from Jaka made him happy to interfere with the scene. He was busy asking himself when he would be ready to meet Rifki.

"Sister Rifki why wait until I'm ready? Why not come here directly? why didn't I go there, to the hospital if this is how. On the one hand I was embarrassed, but on the other hand I was also missing. Which is important? Which one should be followed?" Celeteh Dara has been storming with her sleeping position.

"Yes, let Brother Rifki with himself first.he said that to Bang Jaka must also not be ready to meet me. Ah, that's it." Dara drowned her head in the pillow.

Elsewhere, Rifki, who had just seen the world in color, could not sleep well. He can't wait for tomorrow, he wants to know how his girlfriend reacts when she sees him.

Rifki who can sleep makes him hit the ria. Imagine the days he would spend with Dara. Marrying her has a child ah how complicated.

"What the hell, Dek? It's tonight." The Rifki covered her entire body with a blanket.

"Your son wants to run," said Dara fiercely.

"This night."

"Yes, why? Your son wants it now, I'm pregnant, you know. You made me pregnant."

"Yes now the problem is find a clock this time where, dear?"

"Yes at the time salesman in the workshop."

Rifki took a long breath.

"I've been looking for it first."

"The face isn't straight, anyway. Yes it is not so," sulk Dara ngambek.  "Sleep there, let her son wander," added Dara lay her body against Rifki.

The man took another long breath.

"Rif, what are you smiling at yourself? It's night instead of sleep." A voice from a woman who has been taking care of her patiently makes Rifki wake up from her heart.

Rifki looked around, so realizing that she was still in the hospital she smiled to herself.

"Ngapain, the hell are you? I can see it's not sane it's crazy."

"Who's crazy, ma'am? I fantasized about me, again. Don't look at me, ah."

"Rifki you don't fuck, yeah! Mom is sometimes confused, you are the same. Your age does not reflect you are an adult that you know, it's a rush to marry people's children."

The two human beings who have the status of Mother and child have begun to return there is a mouth like before. Activities that had been lost for more than six months have now begun to be heard, even when they were in the hospital.

"Who would like to marry, Mom? Mom too, right? He said what grandkids do, anyway?"

Their discussion continued for several hours. Apparently, they really miss this moment, a moment where the mother and child do not get along like most families.

***

The next day, the stable state of Rifki was finally allowed to go home on a morning. The man was so excited and had not stopped singing a song since.

When the time has come

I want you to be my wife

Walk with you in the heat and rain

Run around and laugh

(Acad-umbrella shade)

Although with a mediocre voice tends to be bad. Rifki was unceasingly singing that song. It's a pretty romantic song to sing in front of Dara. He has the intention to sing the song later if he meets his girl.

"Mom, if I'm going to sing that song in front of Dara it must be romantic, right, Mom? She must have blushed, her face flushed, kept saying gini, oh Rifki so sweet."

Plaque!

It's been a long time since Ms. Rini didn't make a plaunch of Rifki's head. And today he can do it again.