
Refan saw the call on his phone from an unknown number.
"There's a phone" Kinan said.
"Let's go, I don't know the number" replied Refan.
But the phone kept ringing.
"Who knows if there is any important news" Kinan ordered.
Refan finally received the call, albeit with a heavy heart.
"Hello" said Refan, starting the talks.
"Hello Sir.. Sorry did I talk to Mr Refan?" ask a man's voice from across the street.
"Yes, I'm Refan. Who'sis this?" ask for a Refan.
"Sorry Mr. We from Rutan XXX would like to inform you that Mr. Arga Admiral is currently sick. His condition is very concerning. He asked us to contact you and ask you to come see him. He is currently in intensive care at the hospital. XXX" said the man.
Refan was very surprised and unwilling to accept. What was their relationship until Arga asked him to visit her in the hospital.
"I have nothing to do with him. Whatever happens to him I don't care. He is not who - who I am" Refan refused.
"But he really wanted to meet with the Father" said the man again.
"It's none of my business and I don't care" said Refan.
"Alright sir, the important message he has given to the Father. Please reconsider your decision. Good day" said the man across.
"Perple" Refan closed with a tinge of emotion. Kinan felt that something was wrong with her husband and felt very curious.
"Who is Mas?" ask Kinan to know.
"From prison" replied Refan.
"Jail? What prison did Mas mean?" ask Kinan confused.
"From Rutan XXX where Arga is held. They say that Arga is currently sick and his condition is not good. He asked to see me" Refan said.
"There must be something he wants to tell Mas, a very important thing" Kinan said.
"What else? The problem with him is over. I don't want to be in touch with him anymore" Refan said.
"Yet, our problem with him will never be solved. Remember Naila was his son, his flesh and blood. Although the child was born out of wedlock but the blood flowing in Naila's body is Arga's blood. We can't ignore that" Kinan reminded.
Refan took a deep breath.
"You saw him in the hospital, who knows there is something he wants to say" Kinan said.
Refan stared softly at his wife's face.
You are indeed very kind dear to the person who killed your late husband, you can also forgive him. You accepted Naila with a spacious heart and full of love when she was no one - who you are and now you are persuading me to make peace with the man who has been plaguing me for years. Can I also have a heart as big as yours to forgive? Inner Refan.
"Maaaas, at least try to see him at the Hospital, how he is. After that, it won't force you to meet or refuse" Kinan said.
It might not hurt if I tried Kinan's advice. It seems living with a heart like Kinan makes life more rongant, comfortable and happier. I want a heart like that. Disconnect Refan
Refan took a deep breath.
Kinan grasped her husband's hand gently and smiled affectionately.
"Alhamdulillah.may there be good things happening there. Arga will, however, be responsible for his deeds in the world and the Hereafter. Perhaps his request was to stretch his way to the afterlife. Or maybe ease her pain and she can recover and live again" Kinan said.
"May it be as true as you expect dear" replied Refan.
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The next day Refan made his decision yesterday to meet with Arga. Before going to Refan's office stop by first to the Hospital where Arga is treated.
Refan asked the information section where Arga's room was being treated and he got it. Slowly Refan walked towards the room.
There was a nurse who had just come out of Arga's inpatient room so that the door of her room was not tightly closed. Refan could see from outside the room how Arga was in there.
How surprised Refan when he saw the body of Arga who was very thin even Refan almost did not recognize him.
Arga's face was very pale with a thin and weak body. There was no longer the stoutness that he had been so proud of.
Refan approached the door. Out of nowhere, Refan subconsciously opened the door and went inside.
"Naila.... Naila forgive papa. " said Arga raved.
"Assalamu'alaikum.
Arga's eyes opened wide as soon as he saw who the person who came saw.
"Wa. wa' alai kum sa lam. " answered Arga stammering - brick.
"Re. fan.. Nai.. la. a. my son..?" ask Arga directly.
"I'm sorry I didn't bring it" replied Refan.
Somehow there was guilt from Refan's heart for not carrying Naila this time.
"Faaan. ma. af. kan.. A. ku sa ngat ber lah pa da ka mu. To long Faaaaan.a I ngin se ka li ber te mu de ngan Nai laaaa. Mung kin un tuk the last time.. I know my time not la ma la gi. To long Faaaaan" pinta Arga with very difficult.
Refan felt pity and pity to see Arga's situation like this.
"Why did you become like this? What's going on with you?" ask Refan.
"A ku ma nu sia pe noh do sa. I ta u Allah meng hu kum ku ka re na se mua do sa - do sa ku. A ku men de ri ta kan ker ha ti Fan. And u my mur no dak a kan la la la gi. Ber syu kur Allah ma sih ka sih a ku to sem pa tan un tuk ber te mu ka mu. Mung kin ka mu pu her into good kan ha ti. Un tuk mem ba wa Nai la ke si ni. I I ngin se ka li me luk a son of mine, kiss her. To long Fan, a ku i ngin ber te mu Nai la" though very difficult Arga tried to appeal to Refan.
Refan feels so evil if he does not grant Arga's request. Seeing his condition is indeed very severe, it feels very evil if it does not grant Arga's last request.
"Well Ga. I'll come back tomorrow to bring Naila here to meet you. I hope you can be patient waiting for him" replied Refan.
"Al ham du lil laaaah.a ku a kan sa bar Faaaan" replied Arga.
Tears came out from both corners of her eyes and flowed down on the pillow.
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