Pelita Hati Bunda
Ara Sick

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"Dad, don't hurt mom. Let go Mother, dad. Release mother..."

"Mother...!"

Instantly I was so shocked from sleep when I heard Ara's voice whimpering as well as occasionally screaming as she slept.

Just now this eye was closed next to him and now it was again open by force because of the sound of Ara that was very surprising.

In a state of sleep Ara continues to shake but with eyes that are still closed. Ara kept shouting and her voice grew louder and louder.

"Ara, dear Ara," I woke up trying to wake Ara up.

"Dad, let go. Don't hurt mom!" and Ara kept shouting.

Brakk...

"Nay, what happened to Ara!" Mr. Devan just walked in without knocking on the door. He immediately ran over and jumped into the bed.

I glanced at Mr. Devan, he looked very worried looking at Ara who kept shouting.

Mr. Devan touched his forehead which turned out to be a high heat body temperature because I also just happened to touch it. Yep! so very high the pantesan Ara continued to rumble in unconsciousness.

It's usually like that if he's having a fever but it doesn't sound like this. Never did Ara look so scared of things I didn't know myself. Surely Ara had nightmares about me as well about her father.

Daddy's? Did he dream about Aditya mas? But what dream, why did he get so scared like this now.

"Darling, Ara Ara," Mr. Devan continued to panic at seeing Ara like that while I was instead fixated on myself to see Mr. Devan who cared so much about Ara.

"Jeez, Nay. We're not taking Ara to the hospital right now."

Without thinking anymore, Mr. Devan immediately lifted up Ara's sleeping body and continued to fumble.

"We take it to the hospital," he said again who had managed to lift Ara's body.

Whether I should be happy or sad to see Mr. Devan like this. Is it true that he cares a lot about Ara or just because he wants something from me?

Maybe I have been so difficult to distinguish between sincerity and also who only have a veiled intention. How can I really tell the difference between people who are sincere or not. Hows it?

"Nay, let's get Ara to the hospital!"

Mr. Devan turned his head and saw me who was still fixated between believing and not. Between the shock was also surprised to see Mr. Devan who was so enthusiastic to bring Ara to the hospital.

"I_iya." My reply stuttered also directly down to chase after Mr. Devan who took Ara with a brisk walk.

We actually took Ara to the hospital because of the enormous worry from both of us. By holding Ara who remained asleep occasionally I looked towards Mr. Devan and switched again to see Ara who started shivering.

Am I so outrageous because from yesterday I never forgive Mr. Devan who continues to apologize. All the ways he did to get an apology from me, not only the good things he did for me but for Ara as well. Even now?

Now that Mr. Devan looks so worried about Ara being sick, he really is like a father worrying about his son who has been sick. Did he really love Ara that much?

"You don't worry Ara will definitely be fine," Mr. Devan touched my shoulder, assuring that everything will be fine and the direction will definitely heal soon.

I was very worried about the situation of Ara so I kept quiet but not only that but I thought about the attitude of Mr. Devan.

This kind of attitude that always makes me feel flattered, feel cared for, feel affection also feel complete in life. If only this person who was with me was Mas Aditya I would have been really very happy, but it was not! The one in front of me is someone else.

'O God, what destiny have You prepared for me is also for Ara. You separated me from Aditya and now you send men who always gave love to Ara even though they did not know each other before. Did you send it to us intentionally?' my mind turned towards Mr. Devan.

The handsome face covered with such great worry reserved for Ara was it true that I still could not accept this fact that Mr Devan was really very affectionate and caring towards Ara?

Moreover, what I need to doubt from Mr. Devan, now I can see a very big affection and sincerity for both of us not just because I want something from us.

These eyes are very difficult to turn around and see all the truth from Mr. Devan. But why is it that when I started to accept the sincerity that she showed this heart felt like resisting it even felt so painful considering everything she had done to me.

"You take it easy, we'll be in the hospital soon. I'll make sure that Ara will get the best treatment, you take it easy everything will be fine" said Mr. Devan.

Mr. Devan spoke again to strengthen my_ so as not to be too sad because of what happened to Ara, but maybe a mother will never be okay when she sees a sick baby like this.

A mother's heart will feel very sick and tormented when she sees her child sick let alone continue to be silent with such a sad state like Ara at this time.

If only it could, a mother will replace the pain experienced by her child but how else all has become the will of the Almighty and can never be changed and also can not be moved just like we move things easily.

But Thank God a few words from Mr. Devan were able to make my heart become so strong and not too fragile as usual when Ara was sick.

I felt like I was gaining new strength, getting a friend who would accompany me to look after and take care of Ara. Am I wrong if slowly this heart begins to feel comfortable and get used to all the attitudes given and shown by Mr. Devan to me?

But, is it so soon that my heart feels comfortable dealing with a man after a while of being betrayed?

I grew silent without a word but hid a million words in my heart when Mr. Devan clasped my hand so tightly.

I looked at his hand that was in my hand with eyes focused on the road and one hand focused on driving.

"You never feel alone again when I'm with you."

I continued to be silent with an occasional look towards Mr. Devan then towards our hands and turned towards Ara's face which was currently breathing very regularly and also not messing around again as before.

"Pa_pak, we've reached the hospital" I said slowly starting to release our fused hands.

"Yes," replied Mr. Devan who glanced briefly at our hands that were slowly starting to separate. Mr. Devan slowly took off his hand and let me more easily to pull the hand.

The silence continued until the car stopped in front of the hospital. Mr. Devan went down first and ran round to my place and opened the door.

"Here, let me carry Ara," Mr. Devan immediately pulled Ara from my lap and at that time I couldn't resist either and I let Ara be carried by him.

We rushed into the hospital to check on Ara's condition which was actually calmer even though the heat did not go down.

Seriate.....

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