Queenzas
I forgive you

Queenza stared at the ICU room with a sad look. Since the morning her tears never stopped falling when she found out her husband had an accident and now his condition is critical. The beautiful woman could only wipe the glass as if rubbing her husband's face. Recollecting Abian's words last night, made him even more devastated.

"Bian, you promised to make me happy, but why do you make me cry gini?" queenza asked, looking at the man who was now lying with so many tools on his body.

Suddenly Queenza's head felt pain. The beautiful woman recalled the incident when her mother experienced the same thing, lying in the ICU room. Queenza felt her chest tight. He walked slowly to sit down. With trembling hands, he grabbed his phone, tried to call someone.

"Who should I call?" ask him to yourself. He could not contact Nana because now the teenage girl was with the child.

Finally, he called someone to help him. He said to buy medicine and come to the hospital. Although asked why she was in the hospital, Queenza has not said because of her unfavorable circumstances.

"To here first. Later you know," Queenza replied and then turned off the call.

Half an hour later, a woman approached Queenza.

"Nr ...."

Queenza. "Sit down."

She sat next to Queenza.

"This is the medicine you asked for." Ayyara handed the medicine to Queenza with drinking water as well.

"Thank you." The beautiful woman took it and drank it.

"Sister, is that the cure for sister's disease?" ask Ayyara carefully.

"Yes. Suddenly it relapsed again," Queenza replied rubbing her face. The disease has not recurred for a long time. Now seeing her husband lying down, made her feel the trauma again.

"Who is being treated in the ICU?" ayyara asked, looking at the room.

"Dians. He had an accident this morning" Queenza replied with tears in her eyes.

Hearing that, Ayyara was surprised. "M-Mas Bian?" tanyanya could not believe it. "How's it going?"

Queenza cried with her face covered. "He's critical."

"Oh Allah is Bian." The woman's tears were dripping. Although now the two do not have a relationship, but the sadness was so he felt. Abian was once the most important person in his life.

"I'm sorry, Ayya. Because of my pride, I hurt him."

Ayyara looked at her brother. Her heart was so warm as Queenza called her Ayya again. For 13 years Queenza never mentioned her name that way. Her tears are dripping.

"Sister" said Ayyara, trying to touch her brother's shoulder. However, his body suddenly stiffened as Queenza hugged the sister.

"I'm sorry, Ayya. Sorry for hurting you so much, but you're not wrong. I'm sorry." Queenxa sobbed in Ayyara's arms.

"Sister" said Ayyara. "Ayya who is sorry for not being a good sister to Big Brother. Forgive Ayya who made Big Brother feel lost in parental affection. Forgive Ayya, Brother." The beautiful woman hugged her beloved sister. He was really moved when Queenza came back to him. He did not expect that his sister would return.

The two cried with each other. "I miss you, Ayya. I'm alone."

"Mafin Ayya, Brother. Sorry."

The two let go of each other's embrace. Queenza wiped out Ayyara's tears as well as Ayyara's. They both smiled at each other.

Behind the hatred, there is also a sense of affection for the woman who is younger than him. Queenza knows that Ayyara never changes. In the past, when he was in Switzerland, he often saw Ayyara who liked to secretly watch him from afar. He knew that every holiday, Ayyara always came to see the situation. But because of hatred, he ignored and did not care about the attention of his sister.

"Sister, can I see Mas Bian?" ask Ayyara carefully. He did not want his brother to misunderstand and think.

"Bian can't be seen yet, Ayya. You can see behind that glass. I've also just been staring at him from there." Queenza pointed at the glass of the room.

Ayyara also nodded. He moved and walked there. He looked at the man who was now lying helplessly. He was sad and prayed that Abian would recover. After that, he sat down next to his brother.

"Patience to you, brother. Bian will be fine. He's a good man."

"Thank you, Ayya."

"Have you eaten?" ayyara asked who was answered by Queenza.

"Coconut yet? What if my brother is sick? Eating, yeah. Brother want what? Let me buy you."

"No, I'm not hungry."

"Sister, what if Brother is sick? Eating, yeah. If you get sick later who takes care of Mas Bian and Tatjana? I bought food, yeah. Brother wait here." Ayyara left and went to a restaurant near the hospital.

Hearing the name of the child mentioned, he suddenly remembered that since morning he had not told Nana. Finally he grabbed his phone and called Nana.

"Assalamualaik." Greetings Nana on the other end of the phone.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Na, sorry, yeah. I forgot to forget you. Tatjana didn't bother you, did he?" ask Queenza.

"Alhamdulillah no, Brother. Tatjana was never troubled. Just a few times he asked when Brother came home he said he missed," said Nana.

"Let's a little late in the afternoon Brother came home to see Anna."

"Sir, how's Mas Bian doing?" ask Nana.

Queenza could only sigh. If anyone asks about her husband's condition, his heart hurts. "He's critical, Na. Pray that you'll wake up soon, yeah."

"O Allah, Mas Bian," said Nana. "May Allah heal Mas Bian and may heed soon." The girl's sincere prayer.

"Aamiinu. If so, you close first, yes. Tell Anna I'll be home in the afternoon."

"Yes, Brother. Brother don't forget to eat yes. Don't let my brother get sick."

"Yes, Nana. Thanks for always being there for my brother. If there is no you, surely Brother bothered," said Queenza.

"So, what the hell is that talking about? I'm lucky to have a sister as good as Sister Queen."

"Yes, Brother close first. Assalamualaikum."

After hearing Nana's reply, Queenza turned off her call. She looked back at the ICU room and then she walked there again, looking at her husband who was still the same as before.

"So wake up, Bian. I forgive you," said Queenza, touching the glass between herself and her husband.