THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE
Missed One

Via kept asking Doni. However, Doni did not answer. He continued to push the Via-occupied wheelchair into one of the available rooms.

“Who the hell ..” enquiry Via stalled.

Via stared at the figure lying on the patient bed with wide eyes. Unknowingly, his mouth was gaping. He rubbed his eyes many times.

“Don, the ...bTruly, Don?” hiss Via turned to Doni asking for certainty.

Doni nodded with a smile. He pushed the wheelchair closer to the patient's bed.

Via extended his hand. The patient's left arm is wrapped in a white cloth. The touch made the owner open his eyes.

A smile was painted on his pale lips. His eyes radiated a bright bliss.

“Hub—biy, this is Hubbiy? This real? Hubbiy is alive?” said Via with a trembling voice.

“Cin—ta, this is really you, right? Are you no longer dreaming?” whispered the man who was lying with his pale face.

“Don, don't wake me, yeah! I want to enjoy this dream. I don't want to wake up with disappointment,” hiss Via.

Via close his position. He put his head to the patient's chest.

“Sickness?” whisky Via.

“Neg. Lie on your chest. Let this longing fall. Let Mas enjoy the togetherness that Mas has long missed,” he replied.

Via felt the man's heartbeat. Via's hand grabbed the unclad palm

bandage and squeeze it gently.

The two men both let go of the longing that for days shackled the heart, stifling the chest. They have shed a terrible sorrow in the last days.

No more words were spoken from their lips. Both are entangled in a bitter silence. Their hearts are mingled with affection.

“Hubbiy, do you know how much I miss you? Your departure has torn my heart apart, leaving a deep wound. Perih, poignant, pilu fused.”

“Mas has been tormented all along. It's been a long time

I miss when we were together again. Being away from you makes my longing pile up. But, I am helpless. They almost lost hope. This meeting makes this heart feel watered by water that extinguishes the coals of longing.”

“Please do not leave Via yourself. Via couldn't linger long away from Hubbiy. Let us age together. Even if the death picks up, at least we have knit together until our grandchildren have arrived.”

“Mas wants to keep this up. Let yesterday's tragedy pass. Let the wounds that have been broken become the fertilizer of our love life.

Mas hope our love is more fertile, providing shade for children

we.”

“Via does not know how long Via will feel this peace. I want to soak it in, enjoy it until I wake up.”

Doni just stood there. He could not speak of seeing two people in front of him. Doni did not realize his tears were starting to pool, preparing to slide down his cheeks.

Doni regained his senses when he heard a greeting from behind him. He rubbed his face. As he turned his head, two people he knew were standing with unblinking gazes towards the patient bed.

“Pak Haris, Bu Aisyah,” said Doni.

Both of them just stood still without reacting anything. The husband and wife's throat felt choked.

When Doni touched Mr. Haris' hand, the senior doctor was still glued. He did not realize that the young man in front of him was shaking hands.

“Pak,” said Doni again while patting Mr. Haris' arm.

“God's Mass. Don—ni, is i—tu Far-han, my son?” ask Dr. Haris stammeringly.

“True, Sir. I delivered Mas Farhan here,” replied Doni.

Ms. Aisyah was aware of the conversation of Doni and Dr. Haris. He rubbed his eyes to convince the truth of the vision.

“Doni, are you sure it's Farhan?” hiss Bu Aisyah.

“Iya, Mom. That is true, Mas Farhan. I drove him here myself because it was on the way to Mas Farhan's house fainted. Finally, I brought him here,” said Doni.

The athletic guy approached Via. He touched Via's shoulder.

“Via, it's your bundle lo,” said Doni.

“Let me enjoy this beautiful dream. Don't wake me up, Don! I am not satisfied to enjoy this dream,” said Via lirih. He did not change his position.

Ms. Aisyah intended to step foot inside. However, only a step of her husband's hand held her back.

“Let them give each other a longing. We give in, Mother. If they are satisfied, then we join,” said Dr. Haris.

Miss Aisyah nodded. He gave the code for Doni to follow them out.

“How can you be with Farhan here? How are you sure it's Farhan? What happened exactly, Don?” Ms. Aisyah poked Doni with so many questions.

Doni smile. He can understand the attitude of his homeroom teacher during Class XII.

“I met Mas Farhan in Medan, Mom. I was with him for two days there before we finally came home,” Doni replied.

“Then, what happened until Farhan you brought it to this IGD?” cut off Dr. Haris.

“Actually the condition of Mas Farhan is not healthy since from Medan. He needs better medical care. All this time, he only treated a nurse. Before meeting me, she lived with my friend whose financial condition was normal

just.”

“Terus?” Miss Aisyah looked impatient.

“Mas Farhan suffered a broken bone. Supposedly, he mounted a pen or cast. However, my friend did not have enough money to bring Mas Farhan to medical treatment. Meanwhile, Mas Farhan himself only had a few thousand dollars left in the wallet. Account is blocked. Health insurance may also have been closed,” said Doni.

“Iya, Mr. Andi who takes care of it all after the funeral procession.” Ms. Aisyah chimed.

“That's why Mas Farhan didn't get proper treatment. When I met him, Mas Farhan asked me to help him get home. He refused me to take me to the hospital first,” continued Doni.

Ms. Aisyah looked at each other with Mr. Haris. They both exhale rough breaths.

“According to Mas Farhan, the situation there is not safe for him. He was worried about his safety. The plan is, he'll get treatment here. In addition, of course because he was impatient to meet Via. Kangen, said.” Doni pulled his lips in a smile.

“Why did he faint? Is there anything else going on besides his broken arm problem?” ask Mr. Haris.

“Possibly he also had a concussion or other problems in his head. Once again, since it was only handled by nurses, Mas Farhan's circumstances could not be ascertained. It

only take analgesics from nurses. Mas Farhan said, he was often nauseous, too

pain in his head. His sight is also sometimes blurred. Especially when he remembers

something heavy.”

“For example?” cut off Bu Aisyah.

“For example to remember phone number. I will actually contact Via or Mother to inform Mas Farhan of the situation. But I forgot his contact. When I went to

Medan, HP that I usually use for internet access is left in the boarding place,” said Doni.

Pak Haris and Bu Aisyah seemed to frown. He could not understand Doni's explanation fully.

“Then, how did you call us? Borrowed a friend's HP? Continue, get the Mother number from whom if your HP is left behind?” cecar Bu Aisyah's.

“I have two HP, Mom. The ones in this HP are only family contacts and some close friends. Contact Via is. But I called unanswered. Contact Bu Aisyah I got from my classmate Toni in class XII. While in Medan, I was forbidden to contact Via by Mas Farhan. He said he wanted to give a surprise,” replied Doni.

“O so. You know how Farhan survived the accident? Then who is the victim

the accident that was in that car, that was buried?” replace Mr. Haris who asked.

“On that, maybe later or tomorrow you ask Mas Farhan. I myself just got an explanation of pieces so that I do not understand,” said Doni.

***

In the treatment room IGD room a couple is still silent with the same position. I don't know what strength makes them feel at home with such a position without

achy.

Via that wakes up first. He straightened his body. He saw the man lying in front of him.

ViIa looked away avoiding Farhan's gaze for a few seconds. Then, he returned the position of his head to look at the man who was also looking at him. Via showed a surprised expression.

“Why does Mas Farhan still exist? Is this real? Ah, no, I don't want to expect too high. I don't want to be disappointed for the umpteenth time,” Inner Via.

“Why is Love so? What's up, honey?” asked Farhan softly.

“A—what is this real? This isn't a dream? I'm not daydreaming?” hisses Via.

Farhan laughed softly. He pulled the wife's arm. Unprepared, Via collapsed

Farhan.

The man did not care about his unwell condition. He hugged the wife's body tightly for a few seconds. Then, the face of Via was raised until they looked at each other again. Farhan's hands moved to Via's nape, pressing on the nape until their lips fused together.

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