To be the Second
Dejavu..

Aziz_PoV

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I walked here and there feeling unsettled, waiting very agitatedly in front of the igd room whose door was still tightly closed. Even the lights up there are still red signs that the doctors and staff are still trying hard to save Abah. And it's been almost two hours, and there's no sign of any of them coming out yet.

Meanwhile Neng Atin was sitting on the waiting bench with a face that was as restless as mine. We were both devastated by the incident this morning, especially for me who made Abah become what he is today.

I can only resign when I do this, I leave everything to You, O God.. Please save my brother from his illness. And please give me your lead on this embarrassing incident this morning.

I took the time to go to the cafeteria for a while and soon I was back. But I did not find Neng Atin and also Ali who had been sitting on a long bench. Where are the two of them? At first glance I saw the light above the door of the room had changed the green color that meant the Doctors were done with their work.

I waited not long for the door to open from the inside, I was really impatient, and then a female nurse came up who was pulling a gurney pushed by one of the male nurses. But what makes me fail to focus and also be stunned is someone who is lying on top of the cage, his entire body has been covered by a white cloth, all without remaining.

What's the matter? This is not possible?

This must be wrong? That's not Abah?!

I kept guessing, but if I saw from the male nurse pushing the safe, it was the same nurse who helped push Abah's cage when she just came. Moreover, I also did not see any other patients who entered the igd room other than just Abah. Oh God, this is impossible.

" W-what happened? What's wrong with this patient Ners?" I asked without turning my eyes towards the patient who was lying stiff on the gurney.

" The patient has just died. Sorry are you family or guardian? Because we didn't see it before." Obviously the nurse.

" What?! Innalillahi wainnailaihi. Oh Allah..! Why did you leave Aziz Bah so soon, Aziz did not even have time to apologize to Abah first." I said I could not resist the pain left behind by my parents who only Abah lives in this world.

I followed the nurse who kept pushing the gurney, my eyes looking pitiful as well. I don't know.I don't even care about my own appearance right now which is not like what when I left earlier from home.

As these tears were about to drip, I quickly rubbed them violently. Do not want to be the center of attention of people who pass along the corridors of this hospital.

I am very sad to feel so lost too. Losing my role model Father, a Father who became the leader of a very wise family, and a Father who became a hero to us his children.

From childhood I always saw what Abah did and noticed how he treated Umma. So that later when I am an adult, and already married, I will treat my wife very well as Abah did to Umma.

Whatever he does, I always set an example. And now everything has become a memory. Someone I respect and love so much has now returned, gone from mercy. Leaving her three children in this world.

O Allah this should not be, I should not be too lamenting His departure. But I realized that all of this happened because of me. It all started this morning that I really don't remember what I did to my ex-wife Nikmah last night.

" May Khusnul khotimah Bah.." I closed both my eyes. Both of my legs feel weak without the power to walk. But I have to find Neng Atin and Ali to bring him home. Until soon there was a voice of someone who was very familiar in my ear, and sure enough it was the voice of Neng Atin, who had just returned from nowhere.

" Ziz what are you doing here?!" He asked who looked surprised looking at me. I saw his eyes were also swollen for sure he also finished crying.

I also walked to embrace him. " I'm sorry Aziz Neng."

" Yes, let's immediately take care of the departure to the house and his funeral Neng." Invite me that Abah's body is not too long in the hospital.

" Departure to the house? His funeral? Mean what? Who died Ziz?" Ask who is confused.

" uh? Didn't Abah leave, and now he's in here." Point me at the morgue not far from where I stand.

" You pray for Abah Ziz! Oh Allah... Abah is still healthy Walafiat even you pray quickly go home, what kind of child are you huh! You were looking for Abah, since Neng was looking for you here and there, even meeting here, talking no more!" Her child with a slight tone snapped at me.

" What?! Is Abah healthy? Alhamdulillahot..Where is Abah now? Why not say it from now on! O Allah I think Abah has... God is so stupid of me." My mumbling looks stupid too.

" Yes you are stupid!" He deliberately mocked his own sister. Instead of being concerned or feeling pity because of my own misunderstanding, he just made fun of me. What kind of brother is he!!

" O Allah Neng.. Let's get me to meet Abah now!" I immediately walked away from that creepy place.

I walked faster, even leaving Neng Atin behind there. It turns out that if someone is in a state of annoyance, confusion, anxiety, just mixed into one, can do something very silly and also laughable, Yes Allah..

Until not long ago Neng Atin and I arrived at one of the treatment rooms and immediately went inside. I could see that Abah was conscious, and was chatting with Ali.

" Asalamualaikum's chat.." My broom.

" Waalaikumsalam.. You go where Ziz is. Abah here wants to talk seriously with you." Sahut Abah with a face that looks so serious.

" I'm sorry Aziz Bah, but Abah should rest first, then we will discuss the problem. Aziz wanted Abah to heal first Bah.." My love, I hope you will listen to my request.

" No! Abah wants us to talk now, not to be delayed. And you must marry Nikmah again. This is a disgrace Ziz, you must understand, moreover you are clearly in the room just praying with him, did you hear Abah's words!

Degh..!!

Oh God why this is like dejavu to me..

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