
Faiq recalled his conversation with dr. Thomas. He really hopes Hani can be healed and remember everything. He will be greatly tormented if Hani forgets himself.
“How to treat amnesia suffered by my wife, doc?” Faiq still hopes a lot for dr. Thomas.
Dr. Thomas breathed a heavy sigh. He could see how badly Faiq was devastated by his wife's condition.
“There are several ways for the first treatment of amnesia occupational therapy. This type of therapy teaches patients to introduce new information with existing memories. The second is cognitive theory. This therapy aims to strengthen patient memory by means of technological assistance, such as phones, tablets, electronic agendas, or tablets. The third is the provision of vitamins and supplements to prevent more severe brain damage. Lifestyle changes include avoiding alcoholic beverages. I'm sure your wife is not an alcoholic.”
“Then what should I do doc? I am not ready if my wife refuses my presence?”
“You should take a more intensive approach. A woman will not reject the good we give sincerely, right? Your wife may think you are a stranger. But believe me, the stone on the beach alone can be soft because it is splashed by the waves in the sea, let alone the heart of a woman. Your wife may forget the past whatever happened, which surely you can create a new environment full of romance so that your wife will always remember it.”.
“Thank you doctor.” Faiq was satisfied with the answer given by dr. Thomas.
From now on, he will create a new atmosphere in his and Hani's domestic life, and it is not too late for Faiq to begin with.
Hani opened both of her eyes. He saw a man looking at him with a smile. Medical equipment attached to his body since yesterday has been removed.
“Good morning, dear..” Faiq greeted him with his sweetest smile.
“Who are you?” hani's clear eyes looked at Faiq at a glance.
“I am your husband.” Faiq said with full gentleness. “Although you haven't remembered it yet, but trust me this is the reality.”
Hani got up from the bed, he wanted to go to the bathroom. Slowly he tried to get out of bed.
“Honey, I'll help you..”
Seeing Hani being somewhat troubled to get out of bed made Faiq spontaneously reach for her waist.
“Sorry..” Hani feels objection to Faiq's attitude, “I can do it myself.”
Hani took off Faiq's hand which was already at his waist.
Faiq's heart felt pinched, Hani rejected his good intentions. With a heavy heart he took his hands off his wife's waist. His gaze could not be separated from Hani who walked slowly towards the bathroom.
Half an hour later, Hani returned to his presence. His face looked fresher. Regardless of Faiq's whereabouts, Hani climbs into bed.
“Honey, today we will control to the doctor, tomorrow we return home.” Faiq approached him who now rests his body on the bed pad.
Faiq stared fixedly at Hani, at which point Hani threw away his gaze. Grief rippled in Faiq's chest. The wife he loved with all her soul and body did not remember him at all. He sighed with sadness, trying to throw away the sadness that was present encompassing his heart and feelings. Silence occurs between the two.
The knock on the door blew away the silence created. Faiq quickly opened the door he had been locking since last night.
“Assalamu’alaikum ..” Hanif smiles while carrying a paper bag containing breakfast.
“Wa’alaikumussalam.” Both answered compactly.
Hani is relieved, she is not comfortable being in a room with strangers, even though she is in fact her own husband.
“Good. I'll prepare everything.”
Hearing the conversation of the two Faiq again felt a slap in the corner of his heart. Hani really considers him a stranger. And disregarding his existence. But he has to prepare himself. He will fight from the beginning to regain Hani's trust. And he will not get tired of fighting for it, until Hani gives him the opportunity to fight together to raise their children.
“This is Rara's dressing.” Faiq gave a paper bag containing Hani's clothes that Marisa had prepared a few days ago to Hanif who looked confused.
“Thank you, mas.” Answer Hanif briefly.
Although he still felt emotions for Faiq, Hanif tried to suppress it. Seeing the earnestness of Faiq taking care of and looking after Hani for the past 3 months made Hanif realize, that Faiq does love his sister and he must entrust Hani with him.
Faiq's gaze sparkled to see Hani who was now back to normal. Her face really exuded the elegance that she had so long since missed. Although he believes Hani has forgotten the togetherness that was created between them, but he will fight to gain the trust of his wife.
The three of them were now sitting face to face on the sofa that was in the room. Hanif smiled noticing Faiq's unshifted gaze from his twin face.
“Basic bucin...” rutuk Hanif in heart.
It felt like he wanted to laugh at Faiq's stupid attitude. While Hani casually enjoyed the breakfast he brought, regardless of the whereabouts of Faiq among them.
“You two don't want breakfast?” hani's soft voice made Faiq flutter.
He quickly turned his eyes to the fried rice and chicken porridge that Hanif had been serving since. Seeing Hani enjoying the chicken porridge is still warm makes Faiq reach the porridge container and immediately enjoy it with greed.
The chicken porridge tasted delicious on the tongue of Faiq let alone he ate accompanied by the angel who he had long awaited from his long sleep. Although Hani could not accept, but he felt happy. A new fight begins. Hanif took the remaining fried rice. All three spent the breakfast available without much talk.
After a clean breakfast was left unnoticed, Hanif immediately cleaned it up. He sat down before Faiq and Hani.
“Mbak, tomorrow I will return to Medan. Wulan my wife is pregnant young, and she can't be far from me.”
“When you get married, why not tell?” Hani looked at Hanif with a confused look.
“We sit three here as it will discuss important issues.” He did not heed Hani's question. Hanif looked at his twin while sighing.
He didn't know where to start, but he had to tell her. He could not be on Hani's side forever, let alone his wife in need of his presence.
“Mbak Hani is now not my responsibility anymore, but the responsibility of mas Faiq.”
Hani stared at Faiq at a glance. He felt alien to the man sitting in front of him. His memory is still in the past.
“Am I not divorced with Mas Adi, how is my baby? Didn't I just give birth? Why would I marry him?” Hani looked at Hanif with a confused look. “Who is he? Where did I meet him?”
Hearing the series of questions Hani revealed made Faiq feel sad. But he remained patient, and convinced himself to fight from the beginning for the happiness of himself and their newborn children.
This is where they are in dr. Valerie Anastasya, SpKJ (Specialist Psychiatry) for reference to dr. Thomas. Dr. Valerie is a psychiatrist who is used to treating patients with amnesia with various symptoms. Faiq does not want to beat the disease Hani suffered. He wants to take care of Hani and bring her back home.