The Zed Analytical Number Nine

The Zed Analytical Number Nine
Wisdom


That friendly smile turned in an instant into a feeling of worry that came crashing down. Surely Zevana feels very happy to be together with her family.


Zevana was comfortable lying in her own bedroom. Without interference and staff who occasionally come to visit check Zevana alternately, while in hospital.


"Please explain Zweta's true state?" fahri asked directly to Zweta.


"Sorry before I just ngabarin Aunt and om. Zevana just got home from the hospital today" said Zweta in a soft voice and slightly quivered as she could not hold back her tears.


"Hospital? my son has no history of serious illness. Why can it be treated? please explain the details, do not convolute" said Fahri by speaking firmly.


"Zevana was treated for a week because of a bump on his head to fall into a coma" Zweta replied frankly without realizing his tears had trickled in.


"Astaghfirullah's in a coma? why are you just raping now huh? you know Zevana's the only child? who is brave enough to be with my son? let's answer" sambar Fahri who became emotional after hearing the reason that befell Zevana.


Fahri keeps cursing Zweta which is not wrong. Getting out of his seat just wanted to know the name of the person who had let Zevana get hurt. Zweta is reluctant to tell the name meant by Fahri.


"Udah pi stop. Zweta is not wrong. We should be the ones thanking him. What is important is that Zevana's condition has now improved" Mita persuaded her husband slowly with tears.


"Law papi emotions. No news at all. Suddenly come bring Zevana in an impossible condition" said Fahri also joined in crying on the circumstances.


"Mami papi sorryin Zevana huh? zeva always cuek mami and papi. Think of your behavior as a child who always argues. All of this was to attract Zeva's attention. Now Zeva is aware of the current state of affairs. It turned out that the affection remained the same and never changed" Zevana's inner voice spoke in her heart.


Zevana also spoke unnoticed by the three people who were talking in one room. Because he only speaks in his heart, only he knows.


He also flooded the tears, showing that he was watching the conversation between them all.


Fahri can only resign, his emotions began to subside with circumstances that require him to remain patient. Moreover, is undergoing fasting in the holy month of Ramadan.


"Astaghfirullah's. O Allah forgive your servant who is impatient in facing the test of life" said Fahri breathing a sigh of relief.


"I'm sorry Zweta with all the words and attitudes that are less pleasing" Fahri said in a soft tone.


"Yes gapapa om. I should be the one apologizing. If I tell from the beginning, maybe Auntie and om's feelings will be very sad. Although it is too late, at least I have been honest" Zweta replied guiltily with her head lowered.


"Thank you. You have thought about our feelings as parents who are always worried about the state of their children where" said Mita gave a smile to Zweta.


When Mita was about to approach Zweta, she heard someone's speech sounding soft and faint.


"Mi?" whispered Zevana softly.


Because the inner relationship between the child and the parent is very related, Mita also swiftly turned back towards Zevana.


"Yes dear" said Mita, holding Zevana's palm gently.


Hearing Mita's words that responded to Zevana's voice just now, Fahri immediately approached her. Want to know the next good news that is expected is healing.


"Then I say I go home first, Auntie?" zweta said, kissing the backs of the palms of her parents.


"Iya Zweta thank you very much for taking good care of Zevana" Fahri and Mita replied simultaneously while giving a sincere smile to him.


"You're careful on the road, yes" Mita said, giving a loving hug to a mother who thinks Zweta is like her biological child.


"Yes Aunt thank you. Assalamualaikum" said Zweta greeting while stopping the passing taxi to return to the laboratory room Zinta.


"Your God, who is all-seeing and all-hearing, instructs Zaskia to keep her joy as I have always known her, Aamiin" zweta said while praying in the taxi he was riding.


...****...


Walk back a step from the events experienced by Adnan. The condition of the Zedfour pen that had drawn him in a vortex. Causing both eyes sore exposed to the wind from Zinta's research.


Suddenly Adnan just woke up and detached from his body. He told everyone close to him that he was truly gone.


"But you feel separated from your body. You haven't tried to make it back yet?" asked Zinta who was increasingly curious about all her thoughts.


"meaning?" sahut Adnan did not understand what Zinta was talking about.


Zaskia who was dissolved was crying her sadness felt tired, she lay weak and fell asleep in the same place with her head resting on the edge of Adnan's bed.


"There's no harm in trying? yes, I mean that. Lo remains lying there" said Zinta to clarify his sentence.


"Ohiya I know what you mean now. Okay I try first yes" replied Adnan following the advice of Zinta is to return to his body lying in the laboratory room in question.


Wusshs..


As he was about to return, he saw Zaskia who was accompanying him in a cold room.


"Zaskia?" whispered Adnan slowly.


Finally Adnan ventured to return to his body in a supine position lying on the patient's bed.


The morning arrived about a third of the night Zweta had arrived at Zinta's house in a safe state until the destination.


"Assalamualaikum" said Zweta as he walked up the stairs upstairs.


Taps..


He saw the conditions in the room look very quiet.


"Home people are sleeping" said Zweta, putting her backpack in her bedroom, to rest for a sunny morning tomorrow.


Adnan's eyes opened slowly, looking to the side. Apparently he saw Zaskia who was fast asleep. He tried to get up while sitting, holding his head that felt dizzy temporarily.


Maybe because he had a long sleep, until he experienced a situation.


"Zaskia wakes up" said Adnan while stroking Zaskia's hair real and invisibly.


I was surprised by what he saw. Now it was her turn to cry, not believing that she was still breathing. The sound of her crying was unable to wake Zaskia who was sleeping.


Adnan immediately got off his bed only to move Zaskia to a place that did not feel cold. He gave her a blanket and pillow that she placed on Zaskia's head. Then Adnan slept in a chair next to Zedric's.


Waiting for tomorrow to arrive with a number of surprises.


* to be continued...