Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 120
Sinful Angel chapter 120
In the afternoon Arkana came to take her daughter to the hospital. This afternoon Brilly whined to join her grandmother's desk after being previously banned from going to the hospital for Brilly's sake as well, considering the durability of the children's body is considered not as strong as adults, susceptible to contracting disease germs.
“Tadi, mother asked to be delivered to her room Bisma, wanted to see the state of Bhishma directly he said. But I prevent it because of anxiety with the condition of Bisma and Mother who are still equally shaken.” Nara whispered to the husband sitting next to her. Asking for an opinion when Brilly was releasing a kangen with her grandmother.
The two of them chatted a little far from Viona's bed. Exchanging words after Arkana made sure Nara filled the stomach, buying his wife's favorite food on the way to the hospital. Arkana looked at Nara deeply. Grabbing his wife's hand to hold.
“Before I came here, I went to Bisma's room first. I see, he has calmed down a bit even though it is concerning. The bisma looked fragile and shattered. More fragile compared to when Prita's betrayal first.” Arkana took a long breath.
Nara was equally concerned about the condition of her sister. Swiping her beautiful face that looks tired.“About, is it safe for them to be found now? I'm still worried about the possibility of an emotional outburst of Bisma.”
“I don't think it's a problem to bring Mommy to meet Bisma. We know what a bisma is. The figure of a child who is always devoted and loves his mother very much. Any anger, I'm sure Bhishma won't raise her voice to Mother. After all, the reaction of Mother's rejection of Tya before, judging from any side is a natural reaction from a mother. Mommy needs time and needs evidence in judging Tya's sincerity. Mommy is just very afraid of the child who is very dear to him missteps,” replied Arkana at length.
Nara nodded, digesting every sentence her husband said.
“I understand. Mother needs a process to be able to understand that all this as part of the destiny. Bhishma ending up marrying Tya is also a fate line. But sometimes the process is not that easy to accept the reality set in the course of our lives, right? Realistically and naturally the mothers at first could be react the same as Mother when I try to put myself in the position of Mother. With this incident, may be the way to end the difference between Mother and Bhishma. Also a way to establish family ties that are getting closer after this.”
Arkana stroked his wife's arm and commented a smile. “Aamiin, may each heart be given tenderness to be able to understand the meaning of this incident. I heard before, Tya is learning a lot to deepen the science of religion. It could be, this difficult thing happened as part of the journey he had to go through in climbing his hijra. No one is tested if it is not because Allah wants his servant to draw closer to him, because Allah loves him,” he said as he carved a crescent moon on his lips neatly framed thin mustache.
Arkana's soothing words have always calmed his heart. Getting smarter in his old age.
“Mas true. May the Lord be in the protection of God wherever He may be. May this chaos soon lead to peace. Oh yes, Mommy also read the letter that Tya left for Bhishma, the letter I showed Mas earlier. And Mas know what Mother said to me after reading the letter?” nara said while commenting on a smile.
“What did Mother say?” tukas Arkana curious.
“Mother contacted her connections throughout Bandung City, asking to find Tya's whereabouts as soon as possible. Doesn't that mean, Mommy has started accepting Tya?"
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Mang Eko retreats from Bisma's room when wheelchair-bound Viona is pushed by Nara and Arkana into Bisma's treatment room.
Mang Eko chose to join Teh Erna outside who was accompanying Brilly to play. Not forgetting before coming out, Mang Eko greeted the big lady and chatted for a while. Answering some questions Viona related to the condition of the youngest son.
Nara placed her wheelchair on one side of the bed where Bhishma lay, right opposite the nightstand.
Viona stared wistfully at her dashing son who looked weak and pale now. He also glanced at the tray that was on the nightstand, the contents were still full, the food was completely untouched.
“Nara, Arka. Mother wants to be with Bhishma first. Can you guys come out for a minute?” her door.
Nara and Arkana looked at each other. Arkana nodded thinly at his wife after a while just conversing through a scroll of eyes.
“Good, Bun. If anything, me and Mas Arka are at the door.”
Although reluctantly moved due to fear, Nara left her mother who wanted to be alone with the youngest. Luckily Arkana was always his reinforcement, clasping Nara's hands and whispering soothing words, hugging his wife's baldness.
“Mang Eko said, You haven't eaten since last day and now it's past dinner. You have to fill your stomach immediately,” said Viona.
Viona took a bowl of rice from the meat team, which fortunately, while being held in the bowl, still left the temperature warm thanks to the protective plastic that wrapped the outside. Scoop it up and thrust it in front of Bhishma's mouth.
“Let's open your mouth, aaa,” Viona said again without a high note. It leaves only the intonation of a mother who persuades her child to eat.
Bisma pecked for a moment. He was angry and disappointed with his mother, but the woman before him was also a very dear figure and Bhishma knew her mother was too. It's just that sometimes the implementation of affection differs in its application between parents and children.
Bhishma slowly opened her mouth, letting her feed her. Viona reviewed a thin smile, then focused on feeding Bisma until the rice team in the bowl was exhausted.
“Drink is also your medicine.” Viona thrust out the medicine and the bottle of mineral water. Obediently without much drama, Bhishma accepted and swallowed it. Though previously in refusing to eat and take medicine, only drugs injected through an infusion tube that entered his body.
An expanse of silence filled the room after eating and taking medicine was completed. Both Viona and Bhishma speak a thousand languages.
“Prude apologies.”
Viona's soft speech broke the silence. Bisma took a deep breath and lowered her head, grabbed Viona's hand, kissed her mother's back.
“Not Mommy should apologize, but I. Reviewed with a cold head, all these events came from me as the source. As a result of allowing myself to be angry and hurt by Prita, I made many important decisions in my life without consulting Mother first.”
Viona gulped. The corner of his eye is heating up. “Mother is also wrong here. Failing to control emotions when treated to shocking reality. Mother doesn't hate Tya. But to be able to accept that the sweet Tya turned out to have a dark past is not easy for Mother. No hypocrisy, Mother needs time to understand, but Mother's speech precedes common sense when dealing directly with Tya. And the fruit of regret should Mother swallow now.”
A heavy sighing of bisma filled the room. His head shook slowly. Bring the mother's right hand and put it on the crown.
“I'm sorry, Mother. Forgive all my sins and mistakes. Without me knowing the disappointed menoreh in Mother's heart. I understand, all of Mother's reactions depart from Mother's affection for me. A love I could never repay even by giving my whole life away. But, please give Mother's blessing for my marriage with Tya. With the woman I love for who I am. With the woman who was carrying my flesh and blood in her womb. I did not ask Mother to accept it immediately. I know for a fact Mother needs a lot of time to be able to assess Tya as a whole. But I can confirm that Tya is a sincere figure."
Bisma paused her sentence, while Viona's eyeballs began to blur filled with puddles of tears.
“Only, provide Mother gives ridho and blessing faster? I need it, Mother. It was like walking on a stretch of thorns when my paradise was disappointed in me. But I also have obligations as a husband and father to Tya as well as my son. If they are left out there it is also a big sin for me. He is also my source of happiness. I need Ridho Mommy also needs Tya. Need both,” Bisma spoke softly faltered with shiny eyeballs.
In a second later Viona rubbed my dear head of Bhishma. Both are crying.
“Im sorry Mother, Son. It has made you lose your source of happiness," he exclaimed.
“Mother, don't cry.” Bisma rubbed her wet round cheeks with tears. “Dad will definitely be mad at me for having made Mother's eyes wet by tears.”
Viona commented a smile on the sidelines of her cries. His son never less baktinya to him even in the conditions as it is today. Feeling guilty has snatched away the source of Bhishma's happiness by accident.
“Ridho and the blessing you asked for. Now give it to you, son. Hold Mother's words. Also, Mommy has deployed all connections and trusted services to find Tya, to bring your daughter-in-law and grandchild back.”
Tears have been shed. Bhishma hugged her bunda with her patter of unceasing thanks spoken from the oral.
Seriate.