The Worship of Ex-Husband
Suspicion of the Word
Salma had just finished an MRI with Dr Edi. After sixty minutes of examination, finally the doctor explained if the damage to the system of the calf experienced by Salma is not so severe. That means, Salma's memory can recover at any time.
“Why did you keep talking about memory? Are you worried?” Salma immediately protests as Sabda manages to take her out of the neurology room.
Sabda only smiled knotingly, slowly lowering his step speed. “Salma, do you know who the current president is?”
“Clearly you know, Mom! Time is being asked! The answer is SBY!” salma answered, making the Word laugh wider.
“Wrong, Salma! We are now in 2017. Our president has replaced Mr Jokowi! Ye know? That means, you are stuck in memories five years ago.”
The word that was already in front of the Obgyn room changed to face Salma. “And again, you must be healed. You should remember about our relationship.” The word says really.
“Yes, I have to remember the moment of Ody's growth. But our problem, I'm sure we're still tied up. Given the promise you always made, I wouldn't believe it if we were divorced!”
"Slow down, let time answer!" Sabda pushed back the wheelchair Salma was in when a nurse came to them.
Obgyn's doctor isn't open anymore. However, due to a request from Edi's doctor, the woman also opened the opportunity for Salma to do an examination.
Patience helped Salma get on the examination bed. The sad word chose to wait in the front seat of the doctor's desk.
For a moment his ears could hear the friendliness of the doctor who was now examining Salma. Maybe relax Salma who looks tense since entering the room.
It had been almost five minutes of the Word listening to their chatter. Suddenly the atmosphere turned calm, there was no more sound from behind the curtains. Bored Word plays whatever is on the doctor's table. Until then, a patient paper caught the attention of Sabda.
Wrongfully. Not the patient's paper, but the name of the patient's spouse written on the paper. The arwenda? Sabda could only read his last name, because some of the paper was still covered by another pile of paper.
Many people named behind Arwenda, he hopes the paper does not belong to the man who is now researching his mind. “Mbak!” call the Word without Sound.
The woman turned her head, the figure of the assistant who since morning accompanied the doctor, approaching towards the Word. "What's up, sir?"
“This is what patient?” Speech whispers.
“This is the patient who came this morning, Mr.” The nurse seemed to understand, she replied as she whispered.
“Can I borrow?” ask Sabda.
The nurse immediately summarized the papers there. “Please excuse me, Sir! This is patient privacy,” he said which makes Sabda mende-sah disappointed. You know that you don't have to report.
“Just a minute, Ma'am!”
The nurse nodded. “I have to take care of patient privacy, Sir.” The nurse ended with a smile.
“Let me explain!”
The voice from the room, made the Word give up and give up the paper.
“There is a problem yes, Doc?”
The doctor smiled wryly. “Casual only, nowadays if handled well. God willing can be healed.”
The doctor's words caused Sabda to shift her focus towards the two of them who were now approaching the doctor's desk. “What happened, Doc?” ask the Word after dealing with the doctor.
“So, Sir! In the womb of Salma's mother, there is a cyst.”
“Not so annoying, and I'm sure Bu Salma's menstrual schedule is still normal. It's about 12 billion. We should try the drug method first yes, next month when menstruation to two we can check it again. If shrink, we do not need to do the operation.”
“Doctor, does that mean I can't get pregnant again?” ask Salma.
“I never tell my patients, it is difficult to get pregnant or can not get pregnant. I always emphasize on the patient, who is trying then he will get. So take it easy, we leave everything to God. The boy is sitting! having a child means that we must also be ready to be responsible for the world of the afterlife.”
“Tuh hear right?” said Sabda, this time hugging Salma's body because her crying was getting broken.
“Do you still want to accept me, if I don't have a baby boy?”
Sabda smiled wryly, his hand rubbing Salma's black mane.
“Come answer, SABDA!”
“Whatever the condition, if the woman were you, I would accept it. So don't think heavy. We follow the doctor yes!”
Salma nodded her head, not yet completely calm down. But he also could not be dissolved in grief, there was the Word and Aundy that he was obliged to serve.
“Thank you for the explanation, Doc!” word then led Salma out of the room.
Until the night before bed, Salma's face looks moody. Even reluctant to respond when Aundy invited him to play Cublak-cublak Suweng. He was just bemoaning his fate.
The Word cannot do much. In addition to taking care of Salma. Yeah, his job is to look after Salma. For decision-making, the Word leaves entirely to the original husband and his extended family.
Lucky Bu Deva and Panji soon come so Salma like getting a place to complain.
Much different from Mr. Arif, Ms. Deva is more welcome to the Word. The woman did not hate the Word with what had happened to their married life. A mate in the hands of God, if indeed their decision is to divorce, there may be things that cannot be disclosed to the family.
“Uti, tomorrow mother can go home. That mustachioed doctor said so.” Aundy.
“O, yes? nice dong! In that case, let Mother Salma go home Uti yes!”
“Neg. We are a happy family Uti, there must be a father and mother at the house Ody.”
Ms. Deva smiled wryly. “Ody still remind, if there is an Endra father?”
Aundy's face was instantly grim. How can it be like that. He hated Endra, even hoping that his stepfather would not return. "Ody wants to have Sabda's father. Endra's father was evil, had a wife other than mother."
Aundy's words made Bu Deva open. "There's no way Ody can be like this."
Seeing Aundy engrossed in chatting with Bu Deva, Sabda decided to bring Panji out of the room. “Ody, dad came out first yes the same Om Panji.” saying goodbye while glancing at Panji.
“Iya, Dad!”
The Word beckoned Panji to speak outside.
“What the hell, Bang!” panji protest after being outdoors.
“There's something I want to talk about. But only you can hear.”
“Means?”
“Looks like his girlfriend lives around Dieng. I saw him again this morning. You just follow him, who knows find strong evidence to show to Salma.”
“Shown for free, Mas. Sister Salma remembered she was still married to you. This is precisely an opportunity for you to win sympathy from mr.”