
The sun feels hotter, the brighter light also brings heat that is now getting into the skin, the more, Fatimah who had been staring at the sky since then and some of the scenery that was under him now felt disturbed because of the heat that began to puncture into the skin, with a slow and definite step Fatimah went back into the house intending to clean up and perform Dhuha prayers that she always does almost every day.
Tok ... tok ...
"Yes, who?" Fatimah said when she heard the door of her room was knocked by someone.
"It's me non, Bik Mina" when someone who had been covering it up with a jiggle.
"What's up, Bik?" Fatimah asked shortly after she opened the door of the room that had been closed.
"There's a middle-aged man he said a private driver from the miss family came here and he also said if there was any important news that Miss had to hear," bik Mina replied with a confused facial expression that was now clearly visible in front of Fatimah's eyes.
"My family driver? Why lookout for me? did he say something Bik?" Instead of going straight out of the room and meeting the driver, Fatimah in front of the door while continuing to ask Bik Mina.
"Sorry Non, Bibik does not know what happened and the intention of the Miss's personal patient arrival," replied Bik Mina who had not had time to ask anything to the person who claimed to be a private driver from the Fatimah family.
Hearing Bik Mina's answer that Fatimah believed if what she said was true, it was true, having Fatimah at the door closes the door and walks downstairs to the living room to meet someone claiming to be the driver of her family.
"Sir Joseph, what's wrong?" Fatimah could not help herself when she saw her family's private driver named Yusuf sitting in the living room waiting for her presence.
"Sorry to disturb Non, I am here sent by Bik Husna, Ms. Halimah is sick and wants to meet with Miss," obviously Mr. Yusuf who immediately said what his purpose was to come to the house of Fatimah at this time.
"What's? Mommy sick? since when? is the pain severe? or how?" fatimah asked with a face full of anxiety that was clearly visible on her face.
"Miss Fatimah can see for herself how Mrs Halimah is doing, sorry, because I can't explain what she's doing at the moment," honestly the patient who did not know how the real situation of Mother Halimah, he only got an order from Bik Husna to pick up Fatimah and tell her that the mother was sick.
"Well, wait for me here for a second!" message Fatimah who immediately walked with wide steps into the room to pick up the bag and some items that need to be brought.
"Come, leave sir!" Invite Fatimah who left felt so worried about the situation of the mother that she forgot to say goodbye and tell her departure.
"It's been fast Non, you don't dare to accelerate the speed of this car more than now, danger Non," replied the patient who never dared to advance his car more than the average speed limit.
Fatimah who listened to the answer of the driver who was right chose to stay silent and read a lot of sholawat so that the situation of the mother could be much better, and nothing happened to her.
'Mom, what's wrong with you? May you be well, ' Inner Fatimah kept just hours at once praying that the state of the Mother is fine and nothing happened to her.
The feeling of Fatimah so mixed is the pleasure of going to meet her mother, is the worry and anxiety that does not become one, really Fatimah does not want something bad to happen to the mother, he said, given what had happened some time ago the circumstances of his mother were so that he was forced to marry and leave the boarding house, he said, Fatimah hoped that the news of her mother being sick this time was not as bad as the news she had heard at that time.
"Well, why don't we go to the house, sir?" Fatimah asked again when she realized that the car she was riding was turning in the other direction instead of toward Fatimah's house.
Fatimah did not speak or answer Fatimah's question and then kept quiet more than she kept asking but the driver had no answer.
The car continues to drive to the hospital where Ibu Halimah was treated first, the heart of Fatimah immediately on the non-wear was tight when remembering some time ago, he said, where he had to go home and see the mother lying weakly on top of the hospital gurney, without much thought Fatimah immediately opened the car door and ran into the hospital to meet the mother.
Not far away Fatimah stepped she just remembered if she did not know where the mother's room was cared for.
"Sir Yusuf! Where's my mother treated?" At once Fatimah's steps stopped and she immediately looked back with a little shouting she asked where the mother's room was to the driver.
"Orchid room number two, Non," replied Mr. Yusuf, he did not know how the current state of Bu Halimah, and what pain was being suffered by Bu Halimah, but at least Bik Husna has told where the room location of Ms. Halimah treated.
"Thank you, sir," said Fatimah again turned around and walked with wide steps towards the room where Ms. Halimah was being treated.
"Mother," Fatimah said as she stood in front of her mother's room, without feeling and without being ruled by the tears that had been out of nowhere now began to flow unstoppably, his memory was fixed some time ago when he had just returned from the boarding school and saw the mother lying weak as it currently reappeared, there was a sense of regret that she could not say but Fatimah could not do anything because at this time she was married and followed her husband also because of the orders of the mother, who was not able to do anything, that is why only tears can describe how Fatimah feels today.
The steps that were wide now turned to be slow, indeed Fatimah did not expect if she would see the situation of Mother Halimah like this again, it rolled weakly over the hospital gurney with an infusion and some medical devices attached to its body, indeed, if Fatimah could remove the disease and the pain suffered by the mother, she would ask him to be healed and return as usual, but fate says otherwise what Fatimah wants will never happen because it is impossible, now Fatimah can only affirm tears while opening the door and meeting the mother who looks unconscious.