
"Maass... Mas Hero...."
Dara cried roared unbearably while hugging the stiff body covered in white cloth. The doctor who approached him saw Dara's reaction, as well as the nurses who were still around the bed. They throw confused looks at each other.
"Mas.. wake up Mas. don't do this, let's get up! Hiks hyks," he shakes the body.
The patient's bed in the hospital's emergency unit was arranged lined with white high curtain dividers on each bed. Then there was a distinctive sound of curtains that were broadcast on the left side of the bed next to the position where Dara was crying, someone came down from there and approached.
He patted Dara on the back, but then pushed aside by the beautiful who was still sobbing without looking or seeing who was behind him. Not only did the man pat Dara on the back, but the response remained the same.
"Darling...."
Dara stopped her crying for a moment, still with a restrained sobbing and wet eyes because she was blocked by tears she stared at the stiff body that lay.
"Even now... I feel like I heard your voice, did Mas call me from nature there? why..why would you leave me. Hiks...." Instead of stopping, Dara even cried louder.
A man hugged him from behind, a gentle warm embrace of an arm with a bandage wrapped next to his palm. "Darling.I'm here."
Dara's ears again heard the voice of the man he loved so much, he still thrashed to escape before opening his eyes because he felt familiar with the scent of perfume that emanated from the warm and sturdy body behind him.
Doubtfully he turned his head wanting to see the figure that was embracing him, rubbed his blurry eyes and focused his eyesight. As soon as his crying stopped, he fell silent and did not make a sound, then his hand stretched out to touch the handsome face to make sure.
"M-mas Wira.." he said.
"Mas... Mommy...." Only that one word kept coming out of his mouth with the spill of tears of relief and gratitude, someone who meant so much to him was still breathing with his heart still beating melodiously in rhythm with it.
Wira clasped Dara's trembling body more and more docked with her, a small laugh sounded lightly from the handsome man in the follow up of his doctor friend and other nurses who reacted similarly. They understand the hysterical reaction of Dara who thought the body of the heart attack patient was her husband.
Ratih and Haris, who had just entered the room, felt the same relief as Dara, seeing her beloved son still standing firmly in the middle of hugging his little wife.
*****
Wira and Dara were sitting in the passenger seat. The driver who was carrying Haris was driving his car because his right palm was injured and still felt throbbing, making it difficult for him to hold the steering wheel. While Haris drove his own car that he had used to leave with Ratih and Dara. They walked together and went straight home to the main residence of Aryasatya.
"Why did you think the one who was lying stiff earlier was me?" The hero asked Dara who was leaning against the chest of her field was drowning her face there.
"I was so panicked and my eyes were blurred by tears that I couldn't see clearly, my mind was also muddled when I heard Mas was injured. Plus the doctor who introduced himself as a friend of Mas who picked up my phone, standing right on the side of the bed made me immediately conclude so. I'm so scared of something bad happening to you, Mom." The clear details re-decayed from her beautiful eyeballs whose petals began to swell.
"Sorry, it makes you surprised and worried." The hero rained down on Dara's head crest full of affection to calm down.
"But why did Mas's hand get hurt like this, what happened?" ask Dara full of search.
"Something unexpected happened on the way home this afternoon, I'll tell you later when I get home" said Wira softly while commenting on a smile.