REMEDIALLY
Go home

His thin body was lying on a bed that was previously black and had now turned white, still in a room with open windows. The hospital sent him back to his family. Tek Na as the only guardian of this girl still cries beside her pale body, her hands are cold, her sleep looks so good, too deep even to never wake up after 21 days.

The sound of knocking on the front door made Tek Na stand up and momentarily left Mima. Dheo came, almost every day since he brought Mima back to the island of Sumatra Dheo always visit friends during this MAnya.

“Where is it, Tek?” ask Dheo to the 35-year-old woman.

Tek Na is speechless, her red eyes are enough to answer the sadness and fret waiting for the awareness of her beloved niece who has not been home for five years, Tek Na did not expect Mima to come home precisely in this situation.

“Shaka ..” A screaming voice is heard from inside Mima's room, both Tek Na and Dheo look at each other and immediately run towards the sound.

“Mima, Tech!” exclaimed the man with the navy-colored checkered shirt.

Tek Na was shocked to see her nephew already standing staring out the window of her room. Tek Na turned Mima's body upside down and immediately embraced the girl. It was like seeing a miracle before his eyes.

“Mima .. Mima is a good guy, son. Mima Ya Allah, Alhamdulillah, Mima lah home, Manga lamo bana Mima lalok, Nak?” (Mima, Mima's up, son. O Allah Almighty, Mima has come home, why did Mima sleep so long, son?)

Between the feeling of weakness and pain, Mima was confused why the etch spoke like this. Do they not meet every day? From Tek Na Mima's embrace saw a man smiling. Dheo with a different look.

The dheo was more handsome, mature and smiling as if nothing had ever happened between them.

What else is he doing here?

“Thank God you're sober, Mim,” said Dheo politely and smiled at him.

Mima held her head and realized she was not wearing a veil.

“Tek, Mima hijab!” he said he immediately took off Tek Na's embrace and looked for the cloth covering his head.

Mima wondered why the hijab she used to hang behind the door of the room now did not exist, the hanger was clean, there was nothing so she had to dismantle the closet.

“Etek washed Mima's clothes here, yes?” nagelnya on Tek Na while wearing hijab, “it is still clean, Tek, eat it has not been washed,” he added.

Then Mima asked Tek Na to sit on her bed.

“This manga lo be putiah mah color, Tek?” the protest saw the beedsheet that was previously black instead became white like in a hotel room.

“Kan Mima surang nan manggantinyo sabalun barangkek Jakarta 5 years ago.” Kan Mima who replaced it before leaving for Jakarta 5 years ago.

“Tek, Shaka ado home?” ask Mima to be clear.

“Shaka sia ko?” (Shaka who is this?)

“Shaka, Tek, who lives in the garden house.”

“Mima .. Mima manga?” raung Tek Na (Mima .. Mima why?)

Tek Na feels something is wrong with Mima's attitude, she has not fully awakened, Mima is still in her delirium.

“Mima ... Mima, relax, Mima!” Tek Na cried shaking Mima's shoulder.

Mima was still limp and started to feel something strange with her body, she looked back at Dheo, the man looked different from the last they met in the bike parking lot. Dheo looked so mature and there was no impression of MA students.

“Mim, you better lie down first. You just woke up from a 21-day coma. You are calm, let's recover first.”

Mima began to feel dizzy and followed Dheo's advice to lie down. He then asked Tek Na to get his phone and directly access the calendar there.

“2019?” said dumbfounded. Does this mean he's back? But it should be back in Jakarta, and if he's back, why isn't Shaka here?

“I fell asleep 21 days?” tanyanya's confused.