
A faint wailing sounded in my ear as my hand pushed the door slowly in the ICU room. From a distance my eyes caught the middle-aged woman lying face down in the belly of the princess. The appearance of the woman's body was none other than Mak Ningrum trembling in tears. My steps stopped behind Mom, with mixed feelings. Bad thoughts haunt me. Will today, the last day of Ratri be next to all of us. "No" I'm clapping my own thoughts.
My eyes could not see the woman lying on the bed because she was afraid. Afraid to accept the fact that Ratri is dead. I just looked at Mak Ningrum who was still sobbing behind me. This cry was either a cry of grief, or happy, I wanted to know Mom's next reaction. Anyway, I'll know the answer.
"Ratri you finally realized, son." Mak Ningrum. Hearing the conscious word, instantly rolled my eyeballs towards that skinny face. Now his eyes were looking straight ahead. However, not yet able to return the embrace of Mother. I slapped my own cheek, assuring that I wasn't dreaming. My throat was choked, I don't know what to say, just peeking in place for a moment.
"Son Arga, please call the doctor." Decide Mother. Without answering I turned to the left side of Ratri. Pushing a button over his head.
"Ratri..." Call me slowly after squatting on the edge of the bed. I reached for the soft palms of the limp, sticking them in my nose in the state of my eyes closed.
"Ratri..get well, I love you." I said it and opened my eyes. However Ratri was still staring blankly ahead. Not long after, the doctor came in before checking, I was advised to go out.
I stepped out, occasionally turning my head, even though Ratri had opened her eyes. However, I have not felt relieved because Gayatri's recovery is still 50 percent.
"Arga, Ratri's okay, son?" Ask Mr. Agus when I arrived outside, the position of Mr. Agus is still the same, which is sitting in a wheelchair in front of the ICU room.
"Alhamdulillah Mr. Agus, it seems that Ratri has come to his senses." I answered short and pushed her into the waiting room.
"Alhamdulillah..." Mr. Agus scooped his face with both palms. The man's face was now a little bit of a rub.
"My dad should take me home." I helped Mr. Agus stand up, after he nodded and went into the elevator. By taking Mr. Agus first, of course he can immediately rest. Regarding Mak Ningrum, I'll pick her up later.
I left the motorbike in the hospital parking lot, then drove Mr. Agus in a taxi.
"Alhamdulillah... Has Agus gone home? Miss Ningrum where is Den?" Mbok Sri asked, when we arrived at Mak Ningrum's residence. Mbok welcomed our arrival.
"Bu Ningrum is still waiting for Ratri Mbok." My answer. I led Mr. Agus to the room. After the operation, you no longer use the stick as you used to. All events have a silver lining, in fact after the second accident, Pak Agus has been able to walk even though it has not been smooth.
In the house bu Ningrum looked lonely, according to the story of Mother, Jesinta has now worked with Dewi in the company of Daniswara.
"Mother rest yes, I'll go back to the hospital." I said, after arriving at the room, and Mr. Agus was already sitting on the bed.
"Thank you Ga." Said Mr. Agus. Her net was staring at the mineral water on the table gulping spit. I immediately held up the bottle to give it to him.
"Thank you." Mr. Agus again said, immediately gulped water, apparently really thirsty. One bottle of water is half. I salim Mr. Agus' hand and then close the door again.
"Drink Den first." He said, then put one glass of tea on the table and bring one more glass to the room of Mr. Agus.
"Thank you Mbok" I replied. In honor of Mbok, because he has bothered to make me tea. I decided to sit down for a while, sipping drinks bit by bit.
"Eat ya Den, I cook a lot today," said Mbok Sri, as it passed me from Pak Agus' room.
"I have eaten Mbok" I refused, then suggested that Mbok prepare a meal for Pak Agus, before I finally returned to the hospital.
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A week later, during that time, almost every day I visited Ratri. However, Ratri was not yet able to speak. Just respond nodding and shaking. Like this morning before depositing my wares. I went to see Ratri first. I have come to bring a series of prayers, hoping that yesterday Ratri has not been able to speak hopefully today will develop.
I pushed the door of the ICU room, my gaze fixed on the bed of the patient Ratri used for about a month. But the bed was empty.
Again I was worried, where is Ratri? I'm going to ask the officer. However, my gaze caught Mother Ningrum who had just come out from one of the hospital room rooms.
"Bu Ningrum" Call me. Ms. Ningrum stopped her steps, if I see her walking direction it looks like she's going to the toilet.
"Arga." A wide smile emerged from Mak Ningrum's lips. While in the hospital, buyu sometimes forced to smile, but this time the smile was different.
My heart is a little relieved, inwardly praying that Mother's cheerfulness has something to do with Ratri.
"Ratri moved ma'am?" My toot.
"Yes Ga, now Ratri has been moved to the ward," replied Mother. Mom then went to the bathroom. Not wanting to think much, I immediately went to the VVIP room that Mom showed me.
I opened the door, stepped slowly so that my feet would not make a sound. Worrying about disturbing the occupants of this luxurious room. My gaze was fixed on the bed, the beautiful girl sitting in the middle of the bed smiling sweetly looked at me.
"Ratri..." Call me, return her smile. Between believing and not, that the girl was indeed a ratri, I also walked closer to the bed.
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