SHE'S YOUR MOTHER, NOT MY WIFE.
MISFORTUNES

We all frantically ran into the hospital ER room. Got word that Clara's son arrived with a high fever and was rushed to the hospital.

"What does the doctor say, dear?." asked Aunt Syarina to Mas Reza.

"There's no certainty, Ma. Still waiting for some examination results, laboratories and others" said Mas Reza with anxiety and concern. He rubbed his face violently, glancing at his son who was on the infusion in his hand. He was only eight months old, had to feel the pain of the infusion needle.

How heartbroken a mother is to see her baby child lying in a hospital bed. With multiple needle pricks for blood draw as well as infusion installation. I rubbed my chest that felt sore. It comes to my mind if my son who is lying there will I, strong.

I was so shocked to hear that Davina received word that Mas Reza's son had a seizure and was unconscious. A baby that age...

I left Edward with Ricardo. I don't want to take Edward to the hospital, it's not for healthy kids. In the place of the sick who have to fight healthy and get out of here.

"Hi, Bella.."

I looked up as my shoulders were patted.

Doctor Syifa, the doctor who handled my pregnancy while pregnant with Edward.

"Oh Hi, Doctor Syifa. How are you?." I said as I hugged his body.

"I'm good, you?." he glanced at Mas Gaga and turned towards Mas Reza who was standing looking at his son from the front door.

"This is my husband, Doc. The new one." I said, explaining, so that Doctor Syifa did not say the wrong words.

"Oh yes, greetings. Syifa, Bella's schoolmate." she thrust her hand at my husband. Not my husband if he receives another woman's hand, what else is in front of me.

I looked at him and nodded. Let him shake Syifa's hand.

"Aldiraga Munawar, Bella's husband" he said briefly without looking at Syifa.

"Hmm. sorry, Doc. My husband is a little stiff.." I said embarrassedly in a cold manner indiscriminately Mas Gaga.

"Well, I'm glad you have a warm husband just for you. Than the old one right?." he glanced at Mas Reza. Syifa knew Mas Reza, because when Clara was pregnant Syifa had handled it occasionally.

I smiled shyly.

"What about your son, where is he?" he searched.

"He is healthy Doctor, now it can make a lot of Mom and Daddy dizzy" I said with a laugh.

"He's not coming, this isn't a place for young children, right Doctor." I said.

Doctor Syifa nodded.

"Thank God, let him make your dizziness at an early age. He will be remembered at his adult age. She must be an active and smart child, right?" he said with a smile.

"Yes, doctor, that's amazing. At his age he can choose what he wants. Distinguish one small thing from another. Sometimes I get dizzy with all kinds of questions. If he is not satisfied with my answer, then it will keep repeating." I laughed while shaking my head.

"Surely so, my son must have been. Maybe soon it will be a phase like your child" he said wiping tears that came out at the end of his eyes because he was too happy to laugh.

"Lantas you're here." Raised his eyebrows.

"I heard the news, Clara's son and Mas Reza were sick." I turned to look towards the room. There Abraham's family was sitting around between the beds.

"What pain?" he asked seriously.

"I don't know, Doc. Having just done a series of tests, you may be waiting for results. But I heard he had a seizure until he was unconscious. That little kid is sick to the point of fainting, maybe it hurts a lot, Doc. Some have said, "That baby is not given excessive pain when experiencing pain. Because they're being protected by angels." Why did this kid faint, Doc. Even now it seems unconscious.

"That's so hard of him, the victim of his mother's selfishness." murmured Doctor Syifa.

"Why, Doc?." I asked faintly to hear his murmur.

"Ah is okay, it's just Bell's prediction. Because it is rare for a baby to be unconscious if not because of nerves. Hopefully whatever it is, it can be passed well and recovered. Aamiin's."

"Aamiin." We simultaneously said a prayer.

"Oh yeah, Bell. Now you live here again?" he asked.

"Yes the plan, but look at it later. Whatever depends on my husband." I looked at Mas Gaga.

"Alright, alright.. " Doctor Syifa smiled by teasing me.

I'm laughing a little.

"When you have time, we have a pretty coffee at the cafe." she asked me.

I dare not answer, because during the marriage with Mas Gaga I never went out of the house without her even once.

"Mas.." I put my face in his face. But he just quietly formed his thin lips. That's a sign for me. To ask her permission to leave her own house is like asking for a mandate from the great king.

I'm not good with Syifa who keeps smiling looking at me. He teased me repeatedly making my face feel hot.

"Let me know, Doc. Definitely soon. We haven't seen kangen in a long time, spoiled." I said with a smile.

"Ok, I'm waiting for you. I'm back at work again. Mr. Raga, hold your wife tight. She's a little flirtatious." she smiled cunningly and ran a little after teasing me.

My cheeks on Mas Gaga's. His face was an ice-stone plate. If this is the case, extra duties for me tonight, waiting.

We went into the room after changing with Papa and Mama Abraham.

"There's been a result, Clara?." I asked as I said the feet of a little whiz who was asleep or whether I was doing what. He was so calm lying on the bed.

Clara shook her head.

I caught a glimpse of the look in his eyes that were reluctant to see his son lying down. Not worry, but I don't know what expression.

But she's her mother, where maybe she wasn't ruined seeing her son like this. Maybe that's the way for him not to be too broken to fall. How we should always be healthy and vigorous when one of our families is sick.

They need motivation, encouragement and real proof of love from us. Not only can medicine heal, but the presence of the person who gave him affection and love can make his soul spirit rise to recover.

"Be patient and strong, you." I said their son's head.

"Don't be weak, a father is forbidden to look weak in front of his son." Mas Gaga patted Mas Reza on the shoulder.

Mas Reza wiped his tears and nodded.

"If his father is weeping and weak, then who will strengthen his soul." continued Mas Gaga.

"Thank you, Mas." said Mas Reza.

I'm still weird with Clara's facial expression. And from that moment I noticed it was true, this is not the usual expression of a mother or someone else, whose family members are sick.