SHAHDU IN THE SENDU
Don't Cry
...Part 4's...
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Spring day, the twig has been aloof again, in the leaves that have been faithfully accompanied.
The breeze of the cold, whistling wind proclaims to every ear that longs for peace, to the man whose soul loves autumn.
The seasons change, here, Germany.
Zareen had been far from his homeland, leaving behind Father, Mother, and the Echoes of his beloved sister. With hope, Zareen will soon recover from the powerlessness that impedes strength by visiting the best hospitals in the world.
“Hallo, Assalamu’alaikum bu..”
“Wa'alaikumsalam darling”
“Iya ma'am, what”
“Where is nak?”
“Lusa, new operation will be implemented”
Ningsih let out a weak breath across
“The condition of his body is very weak, it is not possible to do in the near future”
“Hmm,, “ Ningsih nodded in understanding
“You take good care of your wife yes son, hopefully Zareen situation quickly improves, and hopefully everything goes smoothly”
And also...
Ningsih hung up his words, his tongue was dumb to say, is the son still angry with the quick decision he took?. But let, one day, his son will understand his selfish decision. Let it...
“You should also be fine, Mom wait for your return”
“Hmm, Mommy also”
“Alright, I close first yes son, later I contact again”
“Good ma'am"
Tut Tut's...
Zain looked at the girl who was lying weakly in the gurney he had only been in for two days.
Shortness, that's how he feels now. Each looked at the girl who had been his wife's status now.
Never thought, that now he had become a husband, but not from someone he loved, but a foreign girl.
Destiny wants him to start a beginning, forcing him to end something that should not have ended.
Just leaving a wound, and lara. When Ilna's face was filled with water of disappointment, was about to release the grip of her hand that had been accompanying the lover, always looming in his view.
“Ms. Ell,, Exusme”
“Yes, what happens sir?”
“I tipped Zareen, I want to go first briefly”
“Oh yes, please”
Leaving the magnificent building, Zain drove his car at a fairly high speed, not to go home to the inn, I don't know, Zain just wanted to leave all this, it felt.
And this is where it ends, by the sea on the side of the road.
A distant view, tracing the blue sea in the land of the professor and the great inventors, but his memory is in Mother Earth, where the lover is, well Indonesia.
A yearning to be redeemed, prompting Zain to reach into the phone from his black suit pocket, and browse through the gallery filled with lovers' images. He misses very much.
But he doesn't know what to do. Deep in his heart, he was eager to call the lover, hear his voice, but his intention was forced to be suppressed again, Ilna still silenced him. Since that day, there has been no communication between them. Zain knew that it would not be easy for Ilna, because she did too.
So, let it be for a while like this, he will give time for Ilna to make peace with the situation, and with full hope, that Ilna will not take too long, he said, because he really could not stand if he had to stay longer with Ilna. He desperately needed the girl, because, really, he loved Ilna very much, only Ilna.
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“Busy, how's brother doing?”
Echoes immediately asked about Zareen to Ningsih, not to put his bag first, or just take a breath for a moment because the handsome boy immediately ran after the car parked in the courtyard of the magnificent house.
“Yes Allah, calm down first baby, Echoes sit first, tuh ngosan” Persuade Ningsih while guiding the little shoulder Echoes to sit on the sofa.
“Hmmm hufhhh, hmmm hufhh Echoes regulate his breath like mothers who are about to give birth. "It has. Now Echoes have calmed”
“Ha ha this kid” See how those kids are always honest, what they are. Ningsih laughed at the innocence of the Echoes.
“So what's your sister buk? Wake up?”
“Not yet dear, God willing big brother next week in surgery. One week this brother must stabilize the state of his body first, so that tomorrow the operation Iza strong.”
“Iya darling,,,”
Ningsih who realized immediately carrying Echo in his arms, his hand rubbed the affectionate head of the boy who had given color in his life the last three weeks.
“So we do’a, hopefully the condition of brother does not deteriorate, so that operation can be carried out as soon as”
“Aamiin yes Allah, yes buk Gema do’”
“Smart child... Yes already, there to change first Echo clothes, out of it down ya lunch”
“Good buk”
The echoes took the bag and climbed the stairs to his room. Ningsih smilingly looked at the back of the Echoes that had disappeared behind the door of her room. Well, it is not difficult for Ningsih to love Gema like her own child, because Gema is a good child.
Likes and sorrows, can they be present simultaneously?.
But such is destiny, the record of life that no human can guess. Sad and happy to be present at the same time, his mind so.
But at once his smile faded, when he remembered his son who was far away on European soil. Memory when he expressed his decision for Zareen, and his son Zain was devastated by his decision, although the only son of his puppet still carried out his request.
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“Ms, thank you”
“Oh yes, you are welcome sir”
Zain returns after Zareen is cleared by Ell.
Just sitting down, from a distance he stared at the weakly lying girl.
He accidentally sees Zareen's tears falling,
“She cried”?. Zain narrowed his eyes and drew closer to the gurney,
Zain laughed
“Do not cry, we are equally harmed”
You're hurt, I'm hurt, too,
you're sick, I'm much sicker, I'm much sicker,
so do not show sadness okay”
Zain turned to leave Zareen with tears soaking his pale cheeks, without wanting to wipe it, let it dry on its own, it would be better.
Poor girl, but she's just as unlucky, isn't she?. His heart still did not accept this reality. It was very difficult, and very sick.
The time changed, the day was still the same, Ms. Ell just came out of Zareen's nursery. As usual every morning he would clean up Zareen. He will cleanse the pale body twice a day, morning and evening, and also all the needs of Zareen he who takes care of it.
Right, Zain he won't touch that woman in the slightest. Very far from the goal, or actually more accurately said the hope of his mother, Ningsih.
Marrying him to Zareen certainly aims so that the girl can get good care and protection from a husband. And with the love of a husband who also takes care of a wife who is sick.
However, it seemed that the expectations of the sixty-year-old woman were too high. In fact, the child was reluctant to touch even the slightest item of Zareen's weak body. Give everything to others to take care of the woman who has now become his wife.
Wicked...!
Ruthless...!
Inhumanity...!
Like those?
Don't scold it so badly. Maybe he, Zain, just couldn't make peace.
Zain entered after Ell left the room. With the cup coffe still puffing a little smoke he sat dangling on the single sofa there.
Just looking from far away.
Well that's all the guy did since a few days ago here. Do not intend to approach, like a CCTV screen that will only monitor from a distance. The important thing is that he has carried out the mandate of his mother, he thought.
Once enough was felt, Zain got up and left Zareen's ward. After telling Ell he waltzed away, going anywhere that was clearly not in this white building.
“Nona, is this the life of marriage?. Or just one of the many heartbreaking stories?. Do you love him, and does your husband love you. Why isn't he here and holding your hand waiting for you to wake up?.
Ahh hope you get better soon miss, and the operation can be carried out as soon as”. Lirih Ell was last after revealing all the confusion she had in mind.
TO BE CONTINUE
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Can Zareen hear all the complaints of Zain?
What by expressing like that tightness in him will feel reduced, I don't know, who knows.