The charm of Ayra Khairunnisa
147 Ikhtiar, Prayer and Awakal
In front of the perinatology room, Bambang was standing in front of a large glass. He was looking at his very small baby. He could only see the condition of his son from behind the glass wall. Looks a lot of tools in the room like a ventilator, there are also breathing tools used for tiny baby Bambang who can still breathe alone but need help.
The device is connected with a small hose inserted into the nose of a tiny baby Bambang. The baby closed both eyes. Bambang heartbroken to see the condition of his son where the mother of their baby was still unconscious.
Satisfied to see the condition of his baby Bambang moved to Rani's room in care.
Bambang is seen sitting in front of the ICU room. He saw Rani, his wife's condition was quite alarming. Bambang bowed listlessly considering he did not manage to meet Rani's parents because he had a dispute with his brother Rani. While one bag of blood that is being transfused into Rani's body is now exhausted, he needs two more bags of blood for his wife.
Madam Lukis saw Bambang's presence immediately approaching her youngest son.
"How's Bams?"
"I didn't get permission by her brother Rani ma. Rani's father has heart disease. Until he wouldn't let me meet. I don't know where else to go."
"Son Bambang. Don't despair. Praying away. Ask Him. God will grant his servant's prayer. When problems come do not pursue solutions, son. Leave it to God first. Resignation of existing conditions but still endeavour. God willing the solution will come by itself. Don't underestimate the power of prayer."
Bambang was stunned for a moment. He saw his mother with a new appearance coming home from Canada. He saw there was no tired and desperate look on Mrs Lukis' face.
"Maybe right. I've always relied on myself to solve every Umi problem."
"Human, we sometimes if hit by a disaster will say 'what is wrong
it's our fault God, why is it all happening to us'. But when happiness or success is present in our lives, we will say 'all because of my hard work, because of my effort'. That's the human Nak Bambang. But let's both Noto ati. That when trouble comes and happiness comes, it is the will of Allah subhanallahu wa ta'ala."
"Betul Bams, you've tried. Now just pray, son."
Bams lowered his head. He was crying sobbing. He was tired of feeling, he wanted to be angry at his brother Rani but there was no point because it did not make Rani get a blood donor. While tomorrow morning Rani needs a blood transfusion.
"Bams has tried Ma. Bams doesn't know how else. Bams has made an announcement on all social media. In the grub-grub Bams company also made. But until this moment no one has given a result."
Umi Laila approached Bambang and sat next to Rani's husband.
"Son, to live our lives need effort or effort as a form of physical effort. Prayer is a form of inner effort and brings us closer to God. Through prayer we will be spared that a success that we get is not because of great self but because of the intervention of God.
Once the body and soul have both tried, then let God determine what is best for us. It's called randomness, randomness makes us more ready to accept reality if it's not in accordance with our efforts."
Bambang raised his head. He breathed his breath in. His eyes were red and his face looked very upset.
"Thank Umi. It seems like these words Bams had heard from Ayra when Bram faced his case. It's lucky my brother has Ayra's wife and Umi Laila and Kyai Rohim."
Bambang rubbed his face. He who remembers if he has not done the obligatory after the worship of the magrib prayer. Bambang got up from his seat. He left Umi Laila and Lady Lukis. He wanted to complain to his Lord. When Bambang was busy with his cries on the prayer mat.
A man who is the same age as Kyai Rohim is none other than Mr. Bagas is busy with his cell phone and standing not far from the ICU room. Mr. Bagas actually planned something that made him shed tears when he hung up the phone with someone.
"Tomorrow I'll see you Jamal. And I will know where my chess piece is before this breath stops. Before my filthy soul parted from this old body."
The middle-aged man returned to the front of the ICU room. Sasi who managed to survive and gave birth caesarean baby girl must lie surrounded by medical devices attached to her body. Because he is still unconscious.
While in front of the ICU room he saw that there were several families of patients. Ilham asked her in-laws to go home because she knew the condition of her in-laws who were often sickly. In fact, Ilham and Sasi no one knows if he has a cancer that has reached stage 4.
But Mr. Bagas still wants to wait for news about Sasi. His only daughter, because the two children of Mr. Bagas the other is a man. And they settled abroad. The child of the heart was left behind by the wife who during her life held jealousy towards her husband in order to maintain her household. With a heavy heart, Mr. Bagas went home because Ilham kept asking him to come home.
Mr. Bagas while waiting for the elevator to open heard at a glance the chatter of Mrs Lukis and Umi Laila. Umi Laila who saw the new Lady Paints will make status in her besi medsos. Mrs Lukis who has long wanted to give input to her besi about the frequent Umi Laila see the status of her iron medal was complaining about the calamity that befell her or her children.
"May God soften your heart, Ma'am Painted. I'm sorry Gusti. Not to feel better. But he's part of my family."
"Mu Lukis, calamity is actually a means for us to take away sins. The misfortune that befalls us, our possessions. But if we are able to be patient, we are able to hide it from others and not complain to others Mrs Paints."
Mrs Lukis fell silent and then she turned off and put the phone in her pocket.
"That means that thanks to our misfortune we can be forgiven. Means God loves us because of our misfortune Umi?"
A little nod Umi Laila gave.
"Mom knows, when we complain on social media accidentally or indirectly we give negative energy to those who read it. Because why, now we are more interested in negative things than positive."
"I mean Umi?"
Umi Laila smiled.
"Let's open my phone and look at the social status of my mom's friend Paints."
Elevator door opens. When the door opened the two women who were besan entered the elevator. Mr. Bagas who just wanted to enter the elevator because he wanted to go to the 1st floor did not step because Ilham called him.
Instantly Pak Bagas permeated the sentence of Umi Laila earlier.
"Ah means God gave me cancer for two years because I wanted to be forgiven? But is it forgiven that I never pray? Why do I feel so fucked up like this. Yesterday I wanted to die quickly. Why now I am afraid to die. Ah... !"